All Chapters of The Captain And His Psycho Intern : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32Minerva Liam's expression didn't change. If anything, he looked bored. "Because you chose him. You chose a broken, violent nobody over me. You humiliated me. You made me look weak. And now I'm going to make sure you spend the rest of your life regretting it."He stepped back, brushing a piece of lint off his sleeve like this was all just a minor inconvenience."You have ten minutes. Then I'm coming back in. If you haven't done what I asked, I release the video to everyone on my list. Your career. Your reputation. Your mother's reputation. All of it gone. You'll be a porn star and a liar, and he'll be a felon. And I'll be the poor, heartbroken ex who tried to save you."He turned and walked down the hall. His footsteps echoed on the linoleum. Each one sounded like a nail being driven into my coffin.I stood in the doorway for a long moment, my hand still gripping the frame. My legs felt like they weren't connected to my body. Every part of me was shaking my hands, my knees,

Chapter 34 Minerva I sat on the floor with my back against the door and I could not stop shaking. My hands were pressed hard over my mouth so the sound would not get out, but it still came, broken and wet, and my chest kept hitching like it could not remember how to do the next breath. The hallway outside was quiet. No footsteps. No voice. Just the quiet that meant he was gone and Liam had taken him and the deal was already happening without me knowing the details.I stayed there longer than I should have. My legs went numb. My face was wet and sticky. Every time I tried to stand the memory of his eyes hit me again, that last look when I said none of it was real, and my knees folded. I had done it. I had looked at him and told him I used him and that he was pathetic and that I never loved him, and he had believed me enough to walk away on a leg that could barely hold him. Or he had not believed me and he left anyway because I told him to. I did not know which one was worse.Eventual

Chapter 36 Kendrick Liam’s mouth tightened. “You’re not in a position to make demands. ”“I’m in the only position that matters,” I said. “I’ve got nothing left to lose except her. You’re the one who still has a reputation to protect. You’re the one who still wants to look clean while you ruin her. So yes. I am making demands. And you’re going to meet them.”He was quiet for a few seconds. Then he gave a short nod. “Fine. The charges go away. But if you set foot in New York before the year is up…”“I won’t.”“If you contact her..”“I won’t.”“If you even breathe her name in a way that reaches me…..”I leaned forward. “I get it. You’ll release the video. You’ll destroy her. You’ll come after me with everything you’ve got. I heard you the first three times. Now hear me. I’m going to do exactly what you asked. I’m going to walk back into that building, look her in the eye, and make her believe I never want to see her again. I’m going to be cold. I’m going to be cruel if I have to. And

Chapter 38 Kendrick I was halfway back to the building when the phone buzzed in my pocket. My side still ached from earlier and every step pulled at the bruises but I kept walking because I had a job to do. The phone kept buzzing so I pulled it out expecting her name or nothing at all. It was neither. London Metropolitan Police. I stopped under a streetlight and answered because something in my gut already knew it was bad.The voice on the other end was clipped and official. They had found an ID in an alley two streets over. Blood on it. Her name. Minerva. Missing person report already started because a hotel staff member had called it in when she did not come back. Four hours. The words hit me like a fist. Four hours. I asked where and they gave me the street name and I was already turning around before the officer finished talking. He told me to stay put and wait for them. I hung up.I reached the alley and the blue lights were already there. Tape across the entrance. Two office

Chapter 40 Kendrick My eyes snapped open to blinding white light. Not the warehouse. Not the barge. Not the dark water or the screaming or the knife. A hospital room. White walls. White sheets. Machines beeping beside me. An IV in my arm. Bandages wrapped around my head. And a doctor leaning over me with a small flashlight, shining it directly into my pupils.I flinched and tried to push her hand away but my arm was too heavy. It felt like it belonged to someone else. Like I was watching myself from far away. Everything was slow and thick and wrong."Welcome back," she said. Her voice was calm. Professional. The kind of voice that had seen a thousand patients wake up confused and scared. "You've been unconscious for twelve hours. Take it slow. Don't try to sit up yet."I tried to speak. My throat was dry. My tongue felt like sandpaper. "Where... where is she?"The doctor didn't answer right away. She exchanged a look with someone behind her. I turned my head, ignoring the pain that s