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Chapter 15: Interview.
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2026-03-09 23:29:10
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Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad 157: He's married to Samantha.
~~~Freya~~~It's a new day. Ryder had already left for work like usual. I stayed in bed a little longer, replaying everything that happened at the gala last night — the cold way he spoke to Alaric, the tension with Lincoln, the way he publicly claimed me in front of everyone.He didn’t say a word about it when we got home, and I didn’t ask. I could tell he didn’t want to talk about his past or family. I’d respect that.Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification. A text from an unknown number.Unknown: Hey Freya, can we meet up at the café near the waterfront? I’d really like to talk to you.A frown took over my face. Who the fuck is this asshole?I typed back quickly: Who is this? No.A few seconds later, another message came through — a photo of a man smiling in what looked like a luxurious café, followed by text.Unknown: It’s Lincoln. Got your number from a mutual friend. Sorry for the secrecy.I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. Lincoln? How the hell did he get my number? An
Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad 156: Tch.
~~~Ryder~~~I kept my hand firmly on Freya’s lower back as we moved through the crowd, my fingers pressing possessively into the curve of her waist. The elite business gala was in full swing — crystal chandeliers, expensive perfume, fake smiles, and old money pretending to care about charity. I normally wouldn’t waste my time on these events. If I wanted something, I’d take it. No need to stand around raising bids with a bunch of pretentious fucks.But tonight was different.I knew the Varkars would drag their asses here. After Lincoln took that bullet for Freya, I did my research. They’d all returned to Washington after years away, still carrying that enormous wealth and power. They were the only ones in this city who could even come close to matching me. So I came. And I brought my woman with me.I wanted them to see her.I wanted them to understand that Freya belonged to me.Especially since I’d found out Lincoln was starting to like her. Normally, I’d have plucked his eyes out for
Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad Chapter 155: This was going to be a problem.
~~~Freya~~~Oh my God.Things just got a whole lot more interesting.Lincoln stepped aside and bowed respectfully.An old man and another man stepped into view, moving with slow, deliberate steps. Five hefty bodyguards trailed silently behind them like shadows, their sharp eyes scanning the room.The old man had sharp white hair, perfectly styled, and leaned on a sleek black cane. Even from a distance, power dripped off him like expensive cologne. There was this dangerous aura around him — cold, commanding, the kind that made the air feel heavier. This had to be Alaric Varkar. Ryder’s grandfather. The resemblance was obvious. They both carried that same dark aura, and shared similar sharp facial features.The other man with him looked to be in his late 50s. He had a clear resemblance to Lincoln, so I assumed he was his dad.I glanced at Ryder, waiting for some kind of reaction. Anything.His expression stayed perfectly blank, almost indifferent. But his eyes… they darkened slowly, tur
Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad 154: My Ryder.
~~~Freya~~~The next day arrived faster than I expected. I stepped out of the sleek black car with Ryder’s hand firmly holding mine, his grip warm and possessive. Devon and Hefty bodyguards immediately surrounded us, creating a protective wall as bright camera flashes exploded from every direction. Paparazzi shouted questions, their voices overlapping in a chaotic frenzy.I kept my head slightly down, heart racing, but Ryder didn’t even flinch. He simply pulled me closer, his expression cold and detached as we walked toward the entrance of the luxurious waterfront mansion.You must be wondering what we’re doing here, right? A nervous but excited flutter in my stomach. Ryder had casually told me yesterday that I’d be attending a business gala with him tonight. I never imagined it would be like this.This was the Elite Legacy Gala — one of the most prestigious events in the city. An exclusive networking night for the city’s most powerful families, billionaires, business tycoons, celebri
Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad 153: Ass Up.
~~~Freya~~~Ryder’s cock was still twitching in my mouth as the last drops of his cum slid down my throat. I swallowed every bit, licking him clean with slow, lazy strokes of my tongue until he was shuddering beneath me. When I finally pulled off with a wet pop, a thin string of saliva connected my swollen lips to the head of his cock. I looked up at him, licking my lips, feeling filthy and satisfied.“Fuck, bunny,” he growled, voice wrecked. “You’re too good at that.”I smiled, crawling up his body to kiss him. He tasted himself on my tongue and groaned into my mouth, hands gripping my ass hard.Before I could settle on top of him, he flipped me over in one smooth, powerful motion. I landed on my stomach with a surprised laugh, my cheek pressed against the cool sheets. Ryder’s big hand immediately came down on my ass with a sharp smack.I yelped, the sting blooming into heat.“Ass up,” he ordered, voice low and rough.I laughed breathlessly, pushing my hips up so my ass was high in t
Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad 152: Enough of that bullshit.
~~~Ryder~~~Shit has been stressful as fuck lately.Ever since that armed robbery at the bank, my blood hasn’t stopped boiling. Those worthless pieces of shit dared to point guns at my woman. They made her scared. They made her bleed fear. So I handled it my way.The cops had them in custody? Cute. I made sure my men snatched them right out of the station before they could even get comfortable. Then I took them to the dungeon beneath one of my warehouses. I had their fingers cut off one by one. Then their toes. I made sure my men made them feel every single slice. After that, their useless dicks were cut and shoved them down their throats while they screamed. They were beaten until their faces were unrecognizable pulp. By the end, they were begging for death.And then I fed what was left of them to my hyenas.Those beasts were happy as hell, tearing into fresh meat like it was a feast. Yeah, call me a brutal freak. I’ll wear that title proudly. That’s the kind of punishment you get w
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