مكتبة
بحث
بيت / Romance / RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. / Thirty one

مشاركة

Thirty one

مؤلف: Betty Johnson
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-16 14:13:56

Unknown

Caden

I saw Aria’s face change and crossed the room before she could say anything.

She held the phone out without a word.

I read the message.

Hello Aria. You don’t know me. But I know everything about you. And I think before this day is over you’re going to wish you’d stayed in Boston.

New number. Not Romano’s network — I knew those by now, had them flagged, had my security team monitoring every associated device. This was something else. Someone else. Someone who had been sitting outs
استمر في قراءة هذا الكتاب مجانا
امسح الكود لتنزيل التطبيق
الفصل السابق الفصل التالي
الفصل مغلق

أحدث فصل

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and thirty

    Gerald Marsh’s DaughterAria’s POVShe chose a coffee place.Not David’s recommended one. A different one, smaller, quieter, the kind of place that didn’t require you to perform being there — just tables and coffee and enough ambient noise that a difficult conversation could happen without being overheard.She was already there when we arrived.Fifties. Dark hair going grey at the temples. The kind of face that had been holding something for a long time and had learned to arrange itself around the weight of it. She was sitting with both hands around a coffee cup, not drinking, just holding.She looked up when we came in.Looked at me.Something moved through her expression that I recognised because I’d felt it — the specific feeling of finally being in the same room as someone you’ve been connected to through damage without ever meeting.“Aria,” she said.“Janet,” I said.We sat.Caden beside me.The investigator had offered to come. I’d said no. This was between us first. Whatever ca

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and twenty nine

    JanetCaden’s POVAria showed me the message without speaking.I read it.Read it again.Janet Marsh.The woman who had submitted a false affidavit against Catherine’s recording of David Cole’s dying statement. The woman whose father had built the network that had suppressed over two hundred corporate misconduct reports across twenty-five years. The woman who had been protecting a legacy she’d apparently known about.Wanting to meet.Before the committee session.Things that change the picture.I looked at Aria.She was looking at the phone with the expression she wore when she was calculating — not emotionally, not reactively, just reading what was there and deciding what it meant.“Don’t respond yet,” I said.“I know,” she said.“Call Rachel first,” I said.“I know,” she said.She called Rachel.Rachel answered on the first ring.“Janet Marsh just texted me,” Aria said. Without preamble.Silence on Rachel’s end.Then — “What did she say.”Aria read the message out loud.Longer silen

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and twenty eight

    Someone From YoursAria’s POVI read Rachel’s message four times.Someone from yours.Someone from my world.Not Romano’s network. Not the corporate structures we’d been dismantling for months. Someone connected to me specifically. To my family. To the people who had been part of this story.My hands were completely steady on the phone which surprised me because my chest was doing something loud and unreasonable.I showed Caden.He read it.His jaw did the thing.“Call her,” he said.I called Rachel.She answered immediately.“Tell me,” I said.“The investigator has been following the financial trail,” she said. “The network — the central structure, the entity that coordinated the suppression across twelve states. It’s been operational for twenty-five years. Predates Romano’s involvement by five years.” She paused. “The founding documentation — the legal structure, the registered agents, the initial funding — it traces back to a law firm.”“Which law firm,” I said.A pause.“It was d

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and twenty seven

    AlignedAria’s POVI read James’s message at midnight lying in the dark.Caden showed me without speaking, just held the phone where I could see it, and I read it twice and then lay back and looked at the ceiling and felt the specific feeling of something that kept being larger than the version of it I’d just gotten used to.They knew. Whoever built that circle knew where the light would be.Two thousand years ago.Someone placed stones at specific intervals around a circle in the ground in Minneapolis — which wasn’t Minneapolis then, wasn’t anything by any name we’d use — and two of those stones were aligned to an angle that corresponded to the east window of an atrium that wouldn’t be designed for another two thousand years.By a man in Edinburgh.Who didn’t know the circle was there.Who chose eight metres because it felt right.Who calculated the light angle because he understood what light needed to be told to do.And the stones had been waiting.Pointed at exactly the place the

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and twenty six

    The Stone ProblemCaden’s POVI called David from the Washington pavement.He answered on the second ring.“I saw William’s message,” he said. Before I could speak.“You saw it,” I said.“James called me thirty seconds before you,” he said. “I’m already at the site.”“How bad is it,” I said.A pause.The specific David pause that meant he was looking at something and calculating and didn’t want to say anything until he was certain.“Come home first,” he said. “There’s nothing you can do from Washington. The flight is tonight?”“Tonight,” I said. “Nine pm.”“I’ll have answers by the time you land,” he said. “Dr. Mehta is here. James is on a call with William. We’re looking at it.”“David,” I said.“Caden,” he said. “Come home. I’ll handle it.”He hung up.I looked at Aria.She’d heard enough from my side of the call.“The stones,” she said.“Two of them are positioned in a way that makes the standard installation impossible,” I said. “If they proceed as planned they’d have to disturb

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.    Chapter one hundred and twenty five

    WashingtonAria’s POVThe federal building in Washington was nothing like the committee room in Minneapolis.Minneapolis had been fourth floor, institutional, the particular serious quiet of a place where local decisions happened. Washington was — bigger. Not just physically, though it was that too, the kind of building that made you aware of your own scale relative to it. Just bigger in what it meant. The weight of the decisions that had happened inside it, the weight of what happened in rooms like this one rippling out beyond the state, beyond the region, into the whole country.I stood on the pavement outside at eight forty in the morning and felt it.Caden stood beside me.He’d insisted on coming.I hadn’t argued because arguing would have been performative — I wanted him there and we both knew it and he’d booked the flights before I’d finished saying Washington in July.Rachel was already inside.She’d come the day before, the Rachel way — early, prepared, having read everything

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one:

    ARIAMoving back in with my mother was already humiliating enoughAdd her rich, terrifyingly attractive husband into the equation and what you get is me, standing outside a mansion in Minnesota at four in the afternoon, suitcase in hand, seriously reconsidering every life choice that led to this mo

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter four

    AriaThe lock clicked.Loudest sound I’d ever heard in my life.I stepped back from the door, heart slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat, and waited. One second. Two. The towel was wrapped tight around my chest and my hair was dripping onto my shoulders and every single nerve ending I had

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter Three

    AriaI typed back immediately. Like an idiot.That’s creepy. That’s actually creepy and you know it.Then Is it.Not a question. A statement. The kind that sits in your chest and makes you feel things you shouldn’t.I locked my phone and threw it onto the cushion beside me and pressed my face int

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter two

    AriaI stared at that message for a solid four minutes.Then I typed back: Who is this?Three dots appeared immediately. Like he’d been waiting.You know who this is.I put the phone face down on the nightstand and pressed both hands over my face and just laid there in the dark doing absolutely no

فصول أخرى

قد تعجبك أيضًا

استكشاف وقراءة روايات جيدة مجانية
الوصول المجاني إلى عدد كبير من الروايات الجيدة على تطبيق GoodNovel. تنزيل الكتب التي تحبها وقراءتها كلما وأينما أردت
اقرأ الكتب مجانا في التطبيق
امسح الكود للقراءة على التطبيق
DMCA.com Protection Status