Alle Kapitel von DANGEROUS LOVE, MY STEPFATHER'S SECRET: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

I got up and went to my room to calm down. I reached for my backpack, which was lying near the foot of the bed, and grabbed my phone. I was grateful I had managed to grab it before Raviel dragged me out of my room last night. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to me without my phone and the few personal belongings I managed to take with me before the house was destroyed. I had a few of my books, including Anthonio’s tome, my phone, and my laptop. That was enough for me. Those things were my life. All my assignments, essays, and even my final project were on that laptop.This morning I sent a message to Olivia and Anthonio before they freaked out after seeing the news on TV about Raviel’s house being destroyed by a bomb. They were the ones closest to me right now. I apologized to Anthonio for not being able to fill in for him in his class.Olivia sent a reply about an hour ago. I opened the message, and it was exactly what I imagined. She was panicking after seeing the news on

When we arrived at my house in Las Vegas, Claire stepped out of the car with red, swollen eyes—so swollen, in fact, that she could barely open them. She stumbled as she followed Seth into the house. She was a wreck, both physically and mentally.I walked toward her, but I was prepared for her to walk away. She hated me. I understood that. No decent woman would want a murderer as her lover."I'll take you to your bedroom."She didn't say anything, but she didn't move away from me as I walked toward her. She remained silent as I led her upstairs. I saw her move to follow me, even though she kept her distance.I have three bedrooms on the second floor. I paused in front of my bedroom door. I desperately wanted her in my bedroom. She never slept in my bedroom in LA because Karina had been there. I hoped she would sleep in my bedroom in Las Vegas, but that was never going to happen because our relationship was over. We hadn't explicitly broken up, but her actions said it all. She wanted no

“Are you crazy?” she snapped. “What if the bullet had missed by just a fraction and hit me in the head?”“That wouldn’t have happened. I calculated it perfectly.”“Tch, you arrogant bastard.”“Language. Enough with your profanity. I prefer you with your polite words.”“Shouldn’t you be proud? I learned from the experts,” she glared at me, her chin raised at me.“No, I’m not proud at all. That wasn’t what I intended to do.”Claire said nothing. She stared cluelessly at the pistols on the table.“These are three different types of pistols. Automatic, semi-automatic, and manual.”I pointed to them, and Claire's eyes followed my hand.“Look closely. The main difference is the loading system in the chamber. With an automatic pistol, you can fire all the bullets at your target immediately without having to repeatedly cock the chamber. With a semi-automatic pistol, the bullets take time to reload after you fire the last one. With a manual pistol, everything is manual. You have to cock the pi

I hugged her tightly and buried my face in the crook of her neck. I fucking didn’t care if I died from her bullets. I didn’t care if she wanted to tear me apart and hurt me. I would accept any physical torture as long as she didn’t push me away from her.“Don’t hate me.”“I hate you.”Such short words, but they tore my heart to shreds. She was killing me slowly.“I hate you, Rave. I hate you because you lied to me a hundred times. I hate you because you hid so many secrets from me. I hate you because you put my life in danger.”“I’ll fix it. I’m doing it, Claire.”When Claire pushed me away, all I felt was brokenness and pain. I could barely stand up straight with the arrogance I always showed everyone. Her words hurt far more than being shot in the chest. That's why I hate falling in love. This intense feeling was killing me slowly.I brought her home after there was nothing more we could do at my factory. She wasn't impressed at all with what I had. She wasn't impressed with my acco

She became quiet again after my men left the house to return to their duties. I was glad the house was quiet again, but Claire was tormented by the silence. Her only friend was Seth, but he was so busy with his work that it was almost impossible for her to bother him with a chat. She had me, if she wanted to talk to me. But she wouldn't talk to me. So she mostly shut herself in her room when we weren't going to the factory for shooting practice.I didn't expect her shooting practice to be so impressive in the past week. She didn't need me to adjust her hand position anymore. She could always do it herself. I just had to give her a few quick instructions, and she'd immediately know if there was something wrong with her technique.Claire was a quick learner. She took everything I taught her seriously. She knew it was for her own good. She seemed so eager to become an independent woman. And I always wondered when she would finally ask me to let her go. A few days ago, she mentioned birds