Todos os capítulos de The Trapped Heiress: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

"It isn't…""It is." Louise's voice was firm. "Don't get so emotional, Sherry; you will make yourself ill. Listen to me." She tilted her daughter's face up with two fingers and met her eyes. "Everything we promised to you will happen. Noah will be yours; you will be Luna. You have nothing to worry about, nothing at all; you only need to watch and wait."Sherry sniffled. "But how can you be so sure?""Because your father is already moving." Louise's eyes flicked briefly toward her husband, and he gave a slow, nod. "The plan is in motion; once it succeeds, you will be able to do as you please with Noah. Has he not always been so obedient?" A faint, satisfied smile curled the edge of her mouth. "It's only a matter of time; as soon as we find her, everything will fall into place, and that Omega will be left with nothing."She said it calmly and pleasantly, the way another woman might discuss an upcoming dinner party. She had the bearing of a Luna, tall and cool and regal, and Alpha Hamilt

Then she saw the banner.It stretched across the far wall, broad and elegant, framed with garlands of white roses, her favorite, so many of them that the air was sweet with their scent. The letters were large and gold:HAPPY FOURTH ANNIVERSARY, MY WIFE. WELCOME TO OUR NEW HOME.The breath left Laurel's body.A stifled laugh escaped her, half sob, half disbelief, and she turned, wide-eyed, toward the man behind her. Her eyes had gone red at the rims, and her voice, when it came, was barely a whisper."What is all this?"But Noah, it seemed, had decided to be as dramatic as possible tonight.He lowered himself to the floor, right there on the marble, on one knee, and looked up at her with a face so open and so afraid that her heart nearly stopped."Laurel," he said."Noah, what are you…""Please, let me say it." His hand shook very slightly where it rested on his knee. "I know I have made so many mistakes. I took our marriage for granted. I humiliated you. I ignored you; I let you stand

His voice shook; it shook with something raw and dangerous, something he had been carrying alone for months."I was furious, Laurel; I have never been so furious in my life."Laurel stood motionless in the middle of the pale pink room, her hand still lifted toward the cushions, her heart beating very hard.Seeing someone, he thought I was seeing someone else…Laurel didn't answer him with words.She rose onto her toes, slid her hands up to his shoulders, and pressed her mouth to his.It was not the hard, hungry kiss from the underground parking. It was soft, slow, and almost tentative, the kiss of a woman trying to take something painful and gently wipe it away. Whatever you were afraid of, it said, whatever you imagined in those long months, let it go.Noah went completely still.Then a shudder ran through him, and his arms closed around her so tightly that she felt the breath leave her lungs. He held her as though he could press their two bodies into one, and when he deepened the ki

The cells were swept clean, not a single rogue, not a blanket, not a scrap of food, nothing at all, along bare stone rooms, as if no one had ever been there."Alpha knew," the guard breathed."Of course he knew," said Talon. "He moved them before dark; whoever sent these men was told the prisoners were still here." He stood in the empty doorway, his face in shadow. Which means someone is listening—someone with access to our plans.The guard swallowed. "What do we do, Beta?""We keep everything quiet." Talon straightened. "And we do not wake the Alpha.""Sir? But shouldn't he be told at once?""Tonight", Talon said, "is his anniversary."He said it quietly, but there was something in his tone that made the younger man stop arguing. Talon had served Noah Knight for ten years. He had watched him go cold and silent at the Knight’s dinner table, watched him bury himself in work, and watched him sit alone in a dark office on the night his wife left. In ten years, he had never seen the Alpha

"It isn't a good idea; it’s necessary." He reached out and tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear. "The mayor has his own plans; I want to see them for myself. But I don't want to go alone." He paused. "I would like you to come with me."Laurel looked up."As my wife, yes, but also as yourself." His eyes were steady. "There will be developers, investors, city planners, half the builders in Brighthaven, and every client you could possibly want. You have started a firm, Laurel, and no one knows it exists. This is your chance to change that, shake hands, and hand out cards. Let them see what you can do. They already know you as the McKinley heiress, but they don’t know your hidden portfolio as an architect."For a moment she couldn't speak.He hadn't said a word about the company; he hadn't said to come back and manage it. He hadn't said you should be at my side, at the office, where you belong. He had simply looked at the dream she had chosen to pursue and supported her.Something