Todos os capítulos de Caught In Between Lust And Desires Book 2: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

🖱️ Victor 🖱️I'd come to check on them.That was all it was supposed to be a quiet, careful walk down the hall in the middle of the night, some restless part of me needing to confirm, with my own eyes, that both of them were still safe, still breathing exactly where I'd left them hours earlier. I raised my hand to knock and stopped, Jayden's voice drifting through the door before my knuckles ever touched the wood."He killed us," Jayden was saying, his voice still raw, still shaking. "In my dream. He killed both of us, and he was smiling, and his eyes—"I froze."It was just a dream," Sammy's voice answered, low and careful, though even through the door I could hear how little he actually believed his own reassurance."It didn't feel like just a dream," Jayden whispered. "Sammy, it felt real. It felt like a warning."I stood there in the dark hallway, my hand still hovering uselessly near the door, and felt something inside my chest crack wide open, slow and silent and devastating.

🖱️ Victor 🖱️I heard about the commotion at the gate before anyone worked up the courage to actually tell me who was causing it, and something cold and immediate settled into my chest the moment River finally said her name.I made my way down through the palace grounds alone, ignoring Sammy's half-hearted attempt to follow, needing to face this particular reckoning without an audience if I could help it. The morning air was still cool, the sun barely cresting over the eastern wall, and I could hear her voice before I even reached the courtyard, exhausted, unmistakably furious.Then I saw Leo broke away from where he'd been standing beside Jasmine, small and fast and utterly fearless, and sprinted straight toward me across the courtyard before any of the guards could think to stop him."Daddy!"The word hit me like a physical blow, something in my chest cracking wide open as he collided with my legs, both small arms wrapping tight around my waist, his face pressed against my stomach

🖱️ Victor 🖱️"I'm not your mate," I said, looking at her steadily despite how strange the words felt leaving my mouth. "I mean~~ I'm not the real Victor."Jasmine's brow furrowed, confusion replacing some of the exhaustion still etched into her face. "I know you changed years back. After the accident. But what do you mean by I’m not Victor , exactly?"I hesitated, searching for a way to explain something that had taken me weeks to fully accept myself, standing in a courtyard with a woman who deserved honesty but had absolutely no framework for understanding the shape it was about to take."I don't want you to keep seeing me as your mate," I said carefully. "Your husband. Someone you should keep hoping will eventually come back to you, when the truth is—" I forced the words out despite how impossible they sounded even to my own ears. "When the truth is he's already dead, Jasmine. He died before I ever woke up inside his body."She stared at me, something between disbelief and dawning

🖱️ River 🖱️I found Jane in the makeshift room, still surrounded by the same scattered maps and half-finished reports from the night before, and didn't bother easing into the news."Victor just kissed a woman," I said. "Jasmine. The original owner of the body’s ex-wife. Right in the middle of the courtyard, in front of half the palace guard."Jane's pen stopped mid-sentence. "The hell?""I don't have a clean explanation for you," I said, dragging a hand down my face. "One second he was apparently trying to explain everything to her, the next his hands were on her face and he was kissing her like the last few days never happened.""How is Jayden?" Jane's voice sharpened immediately, all business now, the exhaustion from the night before burning away fast beneath genuine alarm."I don't know," I admitted. "He saw it happen from the colonnade. Sammy had to physically carry him away before he did something reckless. I haven't checked on either of them yet I came straight to you first."

🖱️ Victor 🖱️"Okay," Jane said, striding into the room with a manic energy of a woman who'd clearly consumed either too much coffee or too little sleep, possibly both. "I have a crazy idea.""Every idea you've had this week has been crazy," Sammy said from the bed, his splinted leg propped up on three separate pillows like it had personally negotiated its own compensation package. "You're going to need to be more specific.""This one's crazier than usual.""That tracks," River said, trailing in behind her with a tray of tea he set down like a peace offering, which, given Jane's current expression, felt like a genuinely reasonable precaution.I sat up straighter in my chair, some old, exhausted wariness settling into my chest. "How crazy are we talking.""Kill the dragon," Jane said.The room went silent."I'm sorry," I said. "Could you repeat that? I want to make sure I heard the part where you casually suggested murdering a piece of me like you were ordering lunch.""Not you," Jane