All Chapters of Rejected Plus-Size Wife, Claimed by My Husband’s Brother: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Victor Hale's POVSleep had become a luxury. I hadn't slept for more than two hours at a time in weeks.Every sound outside the motel room pulled me awake. Every passing siren made my heart pound. Every knock somewhere down the hallway convinced me the police had finally caught up.That wasn't paranoia, It was experience. Men who survived as long as I had didn't survive by ignoring danger, they survived by expecting it.The room was still dark when I sat up and looked across at the second bed.Matteo was asleep, or at least he looked asleep. One arm rested over his eyes while the television continued playing with the volume turned low. At some point during the night, another interview featuring Audrey had replaced the news.Even unconscious, he couldn't seem to escape her. I quietly stood, careful not to wake him.From beneath a loose floorboard near the bathroom, I removed a small waterproof pouch.Inside were things Matteo didn't know existed. A forged passport, another driver's lic

Audrey's POV I pushed the door shut behind us and the soft click of the lock echoed in the quiet room. Logan turned toward me, his eyes were already darkening with hunger, but I lifted a finger to my lips and gave him a slow, teasing smile."Stay right there, I want you to watch first,” I murmured, in a very low and playful voice.His jaw flexed, but he obeyed, leaning back against the wall with his arms folded. The tension in his shoulders told me he was already fighting the urge to grab me.I stepped into the center of the room and began to undress, taking my time. My fingers trailed over the buttons of my blouse, popping them one by one. With each inch of skin revealed, I kept my gaze locked on his. When the fabric slipped from my shoulders, I let it fall to the floor, then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I paused, holding the straps in place."You like what you see so far?" I asked, tilting my head.Logan’s voice came out rough. "You know I do."I let the bra drop. My breas

Logan's POVBy the time the last executive left my office, the lights across the executive floor had already begun to dim.Another twelve-hour workday had come and gone.Financial reports, acquisition meetings, conference calls, legal briefings... ordinarily they would have occupied every corner of my mind.Today they hadn't. Ryan knocked lightly before stepping inside with his tablet tucked beneath his arm."I figured you'd still be here," he said."I was just leaving,” I muttered.He nodded before placing another folder on my desk."One last update from Detective Harris,” he said and I looked up immediately."What did he say?" I asked and Ryan folded his arms."He's confident,” he said.Those two words were enough to straighten my posture."The district attorney agrees the evidence is finally coming together. Victor Hale's financial records, the historical kidnapping files, and the recent transfers connected to Matteo all point toward one coordinated operation,” Ryan continued and I

Matteo's POVThe motel ceiling had become too familiar. Every crack, every water stain, every buzzing fluorescent light that refused to stop humming. I hated it.I hated the smell of stale cigarettes soaked into the curtains, I hated the stained carpet. Most of all...I hated hiding.I sat on the edge of the narrow bed, rubbing a hand over my unshaven jaw. My reflection in the cracked mirror across the room barely resembled the man who had once dominated magazine covers and business headlines.My expensive suits had been replaced by plain clothes bought with cash.My tailored haircut had grown uneven and dark circles hollowed my eyes.The world believed Matteo Williams was a fugitive. For the first time in my life, the world was right.The cheap burner phone on the bedside table vibrated. It was another news alert.I ignored it for almost a minute before finally picking it up. The headline flashed across the screen.“LOVE PLUS FOUNDER TO LEAD GLOBAL HARGROVE–LOWILL SUMMIT”A photo acco

Logan's POVThe city was still waking when I pulled into the underground parking garage beneath Lowill Group.Gray dawn filtered between the skyscrapers, casting long shadows across the nearly empty streets. Normally, I enjoyed these quiet mornings. They gave me time to think before another demanding day began.Today, my thoughts were somewhere else. I could still picture Audrey laughing the night before as Nia insisted on reading her favorite bedtime story for the third time. I remembered watching them from the doorway, wondering how I'd lived six years believing revenge was all that mattered.Now, revenge wasn't enough. I wanted peace, I wanted a future, and most of all, I wanted them safe. My phone vibrated before I reached the elevator. It was Ryan."Morning," I answered."Conference room. Now,” he muttered with a clipped voice."What happened?" I asked."You'll want to hear this from Harris,” he replied.The call ended. I frowned as I stepped into the elevator.Detective Harris