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Chapter 71: Are We In Debt?

THIRD PERSON POV Jeffrey stood in front of Kyla’s apartment door. The lock clicked softly, and the door creaked open a second after he rang. Kyla stood there in a black tube top and tailored suit pants, clearly in the middle of getting dressed for the day. Her hair was pinned back loosely, eyes sharp as they scanned his expectant face. Jeffrey didn’t say a word. He stepped inside, brushing past her gently, and walked straight to the couch. He sat, leaned back, and stared quietly at her back as she shut the door behind her. “You can keep getting ready,” he said, voice low. “I wouldn’t want to interrupt.” Kyla glanced at him over her shoulder, her mouth twitching slightly like she almost smiled. “Don’t worry about it,” she said calmly. “What’s wrong?” Jeffrey looked at her for a moment, then finally spoke. “A few days ago, I got a call. They said you were taken.” His tone was blunt. “What was that about? Where were you?” Kyla paused, her hand resting on the back of a chair. For a

Chapter 72: Black Rose

THIRD PERSON POV Kyla stood in the middle of her studio, flipping through rows of her own bridal designs. Sketch after sketch, fabric swatches pinned beside each one, delicate notes scribbled in her clean handwriting. She had always imagined the day she would choose one for herself. After years of designing gowns for clients across continents, elegant, romantic, unforgettable pieces, she knew hers would be different. Personal, more meaningful and iconic.But as she stared at the curated collection, her fingers slowed.This wasn’t the wedding she had envisioned.With a muted sigh, she closed the last file. No. She wouldn’t wear one of her own dresses to a wedding like this.Grabbing her handbag, she turned to her assistant. “I’ll be out for a bit. Just need to get something.”She didn’t say what. Saying “a wedding dress” would spark questions she wasn’t ready to answer. Questions like why Kyla Johnson, the renowned bridal designer, wasn’t making her own.As she approached the studio’

Chapter 73: Connor’s Games

THIRD PERSON POVConnor had not meant to find her.He started wandering about after his father, Astor, had vanished into some three hour long business meeting upstairs, and the grand halls of the lounge felt too cold and too quiet.So, he took a wrong turn. Or a right one, considering how he looked at it.He noticed a dark room and the door was slightly ajar, he was about walking past when he heard the clicking of an object. Curiosity had the better of him and he peeped inside.Three large screens were the only source of light in the room, and someone backed him in a gaming chair, tapping away at the keyboard. He moved in quietly and realized it was Megan. The glow from the monitors bathed her face in soft blue light, her brows furrowed in focus. She didn’t even notice that someone else was in the room. The screen displayed different codes and symbols that looked like something encrypted.“What are you doing?,” Connor drawled.Megan jumped slightly and spun around in her chair. “Jesu

Chapter 74: Unexpected Visit

THIRD PERSON POV The moment Connor walked in, Ronald’s spine stiffened. Of course. It was him. Connor strolled into the boardroom like he owned it, apparently, he did. The smug grin on his face was enough to make Ronald’s blood tick, but he stayed seated, with his jaw tight, and eyes stern Connor raised his arm as if they were old friends reuniting at a bar. “Ronald. Welcome to OliverC.” Ronald didn’t blink. “What the hell is going on? What are you doing here?” he asked, feigning ignorance. Connor raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t it obvious?” He moved to the head of the table to buttress his point. “This is my company. I invited you.” “I thought OliverC belonged to the Olivers.” Connor smirked, settling into his chair. “It does. But who do you think the Olivers belong to? Of course I put them there.” He laughed. Ronald stood slowly, his clueless assistant stood up too. “I don’t have time for games.” “No game here.” Connor leaned back, in a calm but infuriating manner. “This is a bu

Chapter 75: Ronald’s Little Guy

JEFFREY “What's wrong?” I asked. He didn’t react like he heard me or say a word. He just sat there, with his eyes locked on mine like I was the only thing anchoring him to the moment. But somehow, I understood. I could feel the weight behind his silence and the things he didn’t know how to explain. Lately, it felt like I was stuck in that same confusing loop. But this time at least… he came to me. He chose me. I stood and walked slowly toward him. My heartbeat was loud in my chest, but my fingers were steady as I reached for his chin and tilted his face up, my thumb brushing along his jaw. His eyes never left mine. For a brief moment, my brain scolded me wondering what I was doing right now. But when I looked down at his soft, familiar lips. I knew and wanted this more. I straddled his thighs, grounding myself in the strength of his body under mine. My fingers curled into the knot of his tie, I tugged it loose and leaned in, and let my lips brush his in a little tease. The kis

Chapter 76: Not Little At All

THIRD PERSON POVRonald pulled himself from under Jeffrey and hovered above him, a dark glint sparkling in his eyes. Jeffrey let out a low laugh beneath him, breathless and teasing.“You still think it’s little, huh?” Ronald murmured.Before Jeffrey could answer, Ronald grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand. His body hovered, heavy and tense, as he crashed his mouth down on Jeffrey’s in a hard, hungry kiss. His free hand slid between their bodies, moving lower, and massaging gently under Jeffrey’s balls.Jeffrey whimpered into the kiss, already growing slick with desire.His legs wrapped around Ronald’s waist just as Ronald slid a finger into him. Jeffrey gasped sharply, breaking the kiss, his lips trembling. Ronald watched the way he bit down on his lip, eyes fluttering as his body adjusted.Then Ronald added another finger, stretching him slowly, deliberately, rubbing against his inner walls and teasing around his entrance. Jeffrey’s mouth dropped o

Chapter 77: Twisted Little Shit

THIRD PERSON POVKyla was walking through the narrow hall, the one they had chosen for the wedding. It had enough elegance for the media, and just the right amount of space. She hadn’t expected much from the setup, but the floral arrangements lining the aisle were tasteful, even beautiful. The designer had worked with almost no direction from her, and somehow, it had turned out better than she expected.She stopped near the mini wine fountain, currently running with water, and pulled out her phone. There were no new messages or calls, just the usual notifications that meant absolutely nothing to her.Jules had gone silent since the time he told her Scar was dead. He had asked her not to reach out or go looking till he had gotten more information.She had listened. But now, every buzz of her phone made her heart jump. And every time it wasn’t Jules, it sank.She couldn't help but wonder if Scar’s death was a blessing in disguise? Or the real nightmare was still ahead?The sharp click

Chapter 78: I'm Sorry, Jeffrey

THIRD PERSON POV “Do you take him to be your husband? To love, honor, and stand by him from this day forward?” the officiant asked, his voice echoing in the flower decorated hall. Kyla smiled graciously. “Yes.” “Do you take her to be your wife? To protect, cherish, and walk beside her all your life?” Ronald nodded, sharp and firmly. “I do.” A loud cheer rolled through the audience with a bunch of cute sounds. “Then by the power vested in me,” the officiant continued, smiling, “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The crowd applauded. Ronald didn’t wait. He pulled Kyla close, one hand pressing against the small side of her back, the other catching her chin. He kissed her slowly and deeply like it wasn’t just a ceremony, like he was claiming her in front of the entire world. Kyla didn’t resist either. She curled her hand behind his neck as the cameras flashed and the crowd rose to their feet. The celebration slipped into full swing mode,

Chapter 79: My Little Fox

THIRD PERSON POV Kyla had barely settled back into her office after a long, exhausting week, filled with document signings, photo shoots, and more time than she cared to spare at Ronald’s office. Her phone had remained worryingly silent the whole time, as Jules still had not returned any of her calls.It wasn’t like him.And if Max really was back… if the Boss had given him any sort of power, things could spiral quickly. Max didn’t do anything subtle. He didn’t follow the rules entirely either. His name alone carried its weight, and not the good kind. Kyla groaned and let her head drop to her desk in frustration.A sharp knock at the door made her sit up immediately.“Come in,” she called.Her assistant stepped in, holding a small tablet. “Ma'am, there’s a young man here to see you. He says his name is Jules. Should I ask him to wait?”Kyla's breath left her in relief. “No. Let him in.”Three minutes passed before the door opened again. The assistant stepped aside, letting Jules ent

Chapter 80: Max’s Signature

THIRD PERSON POVJules raised a brow at her, his voice dropping slightly. “What are you thinking about, my little fox?”Kyla’s lips twitched into a soft smile. “Old times,” she said, her voice was low and soft. “Be honest… Did you miss me?”Jules swallowed hard. “You have no idea.”They stared at each other for a heartbeat longer, the air thick with tension. Her gaze dipped to his mouth before she leaned in and sealed her lips over his. The kiss was soft at first, then deeper, and hungrier as Jules pulled her closer, both of them surrendering to the weeks of longing pressed between them.Jules’ cock strained against the fabric of his jeans, so hard it was almost painful. Kyla’s hands moved down without hesitation, fingers working to open his zipper. She pushed both jeans and briefs down, freeing him. His thick, hard length sprang forward, and she climbed onto his lap in one smooth movement.His hands gripped her waist as she positioned herself, guiding her hips as she slowly sank do

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