All Chapters of My Husband Shared Me:A New Year's Filthy Threesome : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The chemical smell spread through the room fast, burning my throat with every breath. My eyes watered, and my chest felt tight."We can't stay here," Jimmy said.Reyes dropped to his knees beside the back wall and shoved aside a heavy metal panel."There's an old emergency tunnel under here," he said quickly. "It was built years ago for maintenance workers. It should lead outside."Jimmy and Mark didn't waste a second. They rushed over and helped lift the heavy cover away. The smell grew stronger, making it harder to breathe."Move!" Jimmy ordered.One by one, we climbed into the narrow concrete tunnel.Jax stayed right behind me.Every few steps, his hand found mine."I'm not letting go," he whispered.Even with a bullet wound in his side, he was still making sure I was safe before thinking about himself.The tunnel was dark, damp, and narrow. We half-ran, half-crawled through it. My knees scraped against the rough floor, but I didn't stop. Behind us, Jimmy helped Mark over a broken

The first pale light of dawn slipped through the bedroom curtains, painting soft lines across the wooden floor.For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke without the sound of gunfire.I opened my eyes slowly and realized I was still tucked safely in Jax's arms. One of his hands rested around my waist while the other lay beneath my cheek. His breathing was slow and even, the peaceful rhythm almost making everything we'd survived feel like a bad dream.I stayed still, studying his face.The bruises were beginning to fade, but the bandage beneath his shirt reminded me how close I'd come to losing him.I reached up carefully and brushed a loose strand of hair away from his forehead.He smiled without opening his eyes."I know you're staring at me," he murmured.A laugh escaped before I could stop it."I thought you were asleep.""I was..." he said, finally opening his eyes. "Then somebody started looking at me like I hung the moon."Heat rushed to my cheeks."I was just making

The morning air bit at our skin as we left the farmhouse. No long goodbyes or second thoughts. We were done running. Today we hit back.We split into two vehicles. Jax drove ours, still favoring his injured side but steady behind the wheel. Jimmy took the lead car with Mark and Reyes. I sat beside Jax, my hand resting on his thigh. The quiet between us felt good comfortable, but charged with everything we’d been through.Mark’s voice crackled over the walkie. “Courier van should pass in ten. Two escorts. We take it clean.”Reyes guided us into position off the highway. Jimmy handled security with calm confidence, moving like he’d done this a hundred times before. Mark fed us real-time intel from the scanner. Jax coordinated from our car, calm and clear even though I knew he hated not being in the thick of it.When the black van appeared, my pulse spiked.Jimmy and Reyes took the escorts fast and quiet. Mark moved on the driver. I spotted the danger first—the courier’s hand sliding tow

The snow came down hard, like the sky was dumping ice on us. The wind shook the truck. I sat between Jax and the door, my hand on his leg. He was hurt bad from the bunker fight, but he was getting better. Every bump in the road made him hurt, even if he tried not to show it.Jimmy drove slow and careful. "We're here," he said. His voice was quiet. The headlights showed a small log cabin in the trees. It was hard to see anything in the white storm.We got out into the freezing cold. Snow hit my face. Jax leaned on me as we walked to the door. Jimmy carried the bags and stayed close behind us. Mark opened the door. Warm light came out."Only two bedrooms," Mark said. "Reyes and I will take the small one. You three take the big one. It's safer, and Jax needs room to rest."Jax made a sound like thanks. I felt Jimmy watching us. When I looked, he was locking the front door.The cabin was simple and old. It smelled like wood and dust. There was a fire downstairs. Mark put the Project Eclip

The room was silent.Mark placed the old photograph in the middle of the table. We all leaned closer. The picture was faded around the edges, but the faces were still clear.My heart stopped.A little girl stood in the center, smiling at the camera.It was me.I looked no older than six.Behind me stood a woman with her hands resting on my shoulders. I recognized her immediately."My mother..." I whispered.But there was someone else in the picture.A man dressed in a white lab coat.His face had been scratched out on purpose."Who did this?" I asked."No idea," Mark replied. "But whoever hid these files wanted to make sure no one knew who he was."Reyes spread more papers across the table."We found this photo inside the Project Eclipse folder. It wasn't there by accident."Jax slipped his hand into mine."We're going to find the truth," he said softly.I nodded, but fear settled deep inside me.What if I didn't like what we found?Jimmy picked up another document and frowned."There