All Chapters of Claimed By The MC President After One Night Stand: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 71Sunday mornings had always been Luca's favorite.The city was quieter, the roads less crowded, and for a few precious hours, his phone rarely rang. It was usually the one morning every week he allowed himself to slow down.Today, however, the silence was anything but comforting.He walked into the kitchen, loosened the sleeves of his gray sweater, and reached into the cabinet without thinking.His hand stopped midway.There were two mugs in his hand.For a long moment, he stared at them.Then, with a small shake of his head, he returned one to the shelf."This is ridiculous," he muttered to himself.He brewed a single cup of coffee before leaning against the kitchen counter.The house felt... different.Freya had only been staying with him for a little over two weeks. Before that, he had lived alone for years without giving it a second thought.So why did the silence suddenly feel so loud?His gaze drifted toward the living room.A blanket Freya had forgotten to fold still

Chapter 73The afternoon drifted lazily toward evening.The barbecue had long since ended, leaving behind little more than empty plates, a half-finished pitcher of lemonade, and the comforting exhaustion that always followed a day well spent.Issa stood in the kitchen rinsing dishes while humming absentmindedly.Freya leaned against the counter, drying each plate before placing it into the cupboard."You know," Issa said, breaking the comfortable silence, "I invited you over so we'd spend time together."Freya looked up."We did."Issa pointed the dish towel toward the backyard."I somehow ended up becoming the third wheel."Freya laughed."You are so dramatic.""I am observant.""Oh? Since when?""Since your boyfriend showed up six hours early."Freya couldn't hold back another laugh."I still can't believe he did that.""I can."Issa stacked the last plate into the drying rack before turning toward her friend."He was trying so hard to pretend he came to help.""He did help.""Freya

Chapter 75The evidence room was unusually lively for a Monday morning.Boxes of files occupied nearly every available table, each labeled with dates, shipping routes, and warehouse locations. One wall had already been transformed into a makeshift investigation board, where photographs, maps, and handwritten notes were connected by strands of blue string.Jade balanced three paper cups in one hand as he nudged the door open with his shoulder."I come bearing peace offerings."Freya looked up from a stack of invoices."Coffee?""And muffins."Her eyes brightened. "You brought muffins?""I've learned that investigations run significantly smoother when people aren't hungry."Luca didn't lift his head from the ledger in front of him."A reasonable conclusion."Jade handed a cup to Freya before placing another beside Luca."You know, most bosses say thank you."Luca turned a page."Thank you."Jade looked at Freya."That almost sounded sincere.""It was practically heartfelt," Freya replie

Chapter 77Freya's fingers tightened around the paper tray.The fries she'd been teasing Luca about moments earlier were forgotten.Her eyes remained fixed on the thick coils of blue rope being hoisted aboard the cargo vessel."That's the same color."Luca didn't answer immediately.Instead, he watched the workers through narrowed eyes.Color alone proved nothing.But criminals made mistakes when they believed no one was watching.He stood, leaving the unfinished food on the picnic table."Come on."Freya was already beside him before he finished speaking.The two of them crossed the parking lot at an unhurried pace.There was no point attracting attention.From a distance, they looked like any other couple taking an afternoon stroll along the waterfront.As they approached the loading area, Luca slowed.A chain-link fence separated visitors from the active docks.Beyond it, forklifts moved in steady rhythm while workers shouted instructions over the rumble of engines.Freya rested he

Chapter 79Tuesday arrived with a steady drizzle that painted the city in shades of gray.Freya stepped out of the elevator, balancing a folder beneath one arm while trying unsuccessfully to fold her umbrella.It refused to cooperate."You've been fighting that umbrella for almost a minute."She looked up.Luca stood a few feet away, a cup of black coffee in one hand."It started the fight."He raised an eyebrow."The umbrella?""It knows I hate folding it."Without another word, he reached for it.His long fingers pressed against one side before twisting the handle with practiced ease.The umbrella folded neatly.Freya blinked."...Show off.""I've used an umbrella before.""Clearly."He handed it back."Thank you.""You're welcome."As they walked toward the conference room, several employees greeted them.Some smiled.Others nodded.A few watched a little longer than necessary.Freya noticed the looks this time.She didn't say anything....The morning briefing had already begun.M