All Chapters of VENGEANCE IN HIS BED: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains as seven o'clock hit. I sat up in bed, swinging my legs over the edge with a quiet sigh, before pulling the sheets smooth to make the bed tight, and then walking into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, showered, and slipped into a comfortable pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt.Across the room, Leo was still curled up in his bed by the corner, sleeping peacefully. I walked over to the closet, picked out a fresh set of clothes for him, and set them aside neatly on the chair.A bitter-sweet feeling settled in my chest immediately as it dawned on me that today, was finally the day. I was leaving this safe haven, this warm, loving environment and home, to go straight back into the lion's den. But no matter how much I dreaded it, there was nothing I could literally do to change the situation.My phone chimed on the nightstand, catching me off my thoughts. I picked it up and tapped the screen to see that it was an emai

A look of pure, unscripted surprise flashed across Ethan's usually stone-cold face as he looked down at the tiny boy clinging to his leg.Leo slowly raised his head, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes that held no fear at all. For a second that felt like an eternity, Ethan didn't move. Then, to my absolute shock, the tension in his shoulders relaxed just a fraction. He reached down and gently ruffled Leo’s soft hair with his hand and offered him a small smile which looked unbelievablely genuine. Leo let go of his leg, beaming up at him with a bright, happy smile, and stepped aside.Ethan turned his head one last time, his piercing gaze locking onto mine across the driveway before he turned on his heel and walked straight into the house.As soon as the front doors closed behind him, I rushed off the stone bench and hurried over to Leo. I dropped to my knees in front of him, grabbing his shoulders gently."Leo! What was that?" I asked, my voice strained with leftover panic. "Yo

Ethan ended his call, lowered the phone from his ear, and sat in silence for a few long seconds. Without saying a word to me, he pushed himself up from the sofa and began walking back toward the staircase.I couldn't help myself. My eyes stayed glued to his back, tracking his tall, broad frame as he stepped onto the stairs. Just before he disappeared around the landing, he paused and turned his head back, as if he instinctively knew I was still watching him. Our eyes locked one last time across the dim room before he turned and disappeared into the upper hallway.I let out a long breath I didn't realize I was holding, stretched my body, shifted my weight back into the soft cushions of the couch, and tried to let my racing mind settle.It felt so strange having him around again, especially after not seeing him in person for days. Suddenly, the memory of that intensely intimate FaceTime call we had while I was at Aunt Beatrice's house flashed behind my eyes, causing heat to rush straigh

I woke up the next morning feeling unusually relaxed and refreshed. The sun was streaming through the thick curtains, filling the bedroom with a soft, warm light. Leo was still sound asleep beside me, his breathing slow and steady.I checked my phone, no pending work emails, no urgent notifications. So I just lay there on my back, staring up at the high ceiling, letting my mind drift freely. I thought about Mary’s message from last night, where she suggested I check out her content and maybe start making a few simple videos of my own.I opened Instagram, typed in Mary’s handle, and began watching her posts. Her videos were lively, focused on her lifestyle and outdoor crafts. I knew I couldn't copy that exact style because of where I was staying and the quiet nature of my routine, but I could easily adapt to daily vlogs, simple snippets of my routine, moments with Leo, and quiet updates.I remembered the basic video and photo editing skills I had learned from my ex a while back. This w

The heavy oak door shut with a sharp click, and before I could even draw a breath, Ethan locked it. He spun me around and slammed my back flat against the firm wood.Without him saying a single word nor giving me any adequate time to process, argue, or speak. He immediately buried his face in the crook of my neck, his hot mouth latching onto my skin, sucking and biting down hard enough to leave a mark. A sharp gasp hitched in my throat as his large hands grabbed the hem of my top, ripping it up over my head in one fluid motion and tossing it onto the floorboards.He took absolute, unyielding control. His dark eyes appearing completely pitch-black with unbridled desire as his hands slid down to unbutton my shorts, stripping them off along with my underwear in seconds. He hooked his long arms under my thighs, effortlessly lifting my bare body up into his arms. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, my chest heaving as he marched us across the spacious room and threw me onto his mas