All Chapters of After He Let Me Fall : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

NYLA I stepped into the private jet right behind Kael, the door was sealed with a soft click, and before I could even sit down properly he pulled me onto his lap, my back pressed to his chest. "I have been waiting for this moment the whole day," he murmured. His hand slipped under the hem of my dress without hesitation, fingers tracing up my inner thigh. "Open your legs a little for me, Nyla." "But you're hurt," he placed his finger on my lips. "Says who?" I leaned back into him. His fingers pushed my panties aside and found me already slick. He rubbed my clit in slow, gentle circles at first, teasing. "You are so responsive already," he whispered. "Feel how easily my fingers move over you. I love this." Two fingers slid inside me carefully stretching me. I gasped and gripped his forearm. The plane began to taxi, and he kept the rhythm steady, pushing in and out in long, unhurried strokes. "Does that feel good?" he asked, voice low against my neck. "Tell me exactly how it feels

GRIMES"You can read it yourselves, or I can tell you. Either way the story ends the same."Nyla sat across the table from me with Kael beside her and the folder between us and she looked at me with patience.She had survived enough to know that rushing the last piece of a story rarely produced anything useful."Tell us," she said.I looked at the folder for a moment and then I pushed it aside because I didn't need it. I had known this story for sixty three years. I didn't need documents to remember it."Richard Leclair was my best friend," I said. "From the time we were seven years old. He lived three streets from my family's estate and his father and mine were friends, and we grew up running the same ground." I paused. "He was the most capable person I had ever known, even then. At seven years old he was already sharper and more determined than most adults I encountered and I knew it and I respected it and I called him my brother for most of my childhood."They both listened attent

NYLAI was driving through the neighborhood with no particular reason to be there except that my route had taken me past it and I had been thinking about Marisol, I had been thinking about her since the hospital, wondering if she was alright and telling myself it wasn't my place to check."Isn't that Evans?" I said out loud to nobody.Evans came through the building entrance at a run.His his shirt had something dark on it that registered wrong from the distance I was at and I slowed the car and looked properly and understood what I was seeing was blood. I was already pulling over.Then Mia came out hurriedly too, they both hadn't seen me.They got into a car parked badly at the curb and it pulled away fast and I sat in my own car for three seconds and then I got out.The building entrance was unlocked. I went in and took the stairs because I already knew which floor and I lived there before under different circumstances and the layout had stayed in my head.The apartment door was o

NYLA I stepped into the house feeling everything that happened in the day lift slightly. We had just come back from the hospital after checking on Marisol. The doctors assured us she was stable, and we hired two full-time helps for her. They moved her to the VIP wing for better comfort and privacy. Kael kept his arm around me the whole ride home.The moment the front door closed, Kael guided me upstairs without a word. The master bathroom felt like a sanctuary as he turned on the massive walk-in shower. Multiple heads sprayed hot water, filling the space with steam quickly."Come here, Nyla," he said, voice low and warm. He pulled me close and worked the zipper of my dress down slowly. "I need to wash every trace of today off you. Let me take care of you completely."I nodded and let him slide the fabric down my body. He removed his own clothes, revealing his strong frame, then drew me under the water. The heat soaked into my tired muscles as he pressed my back against the smooth mar

KAEL The next day we headed back to the penthouse. Nyla was restless for the next few days. Trying to find Evans. "I can go find them," "You have to stay here." I responded. Nyla looked at me from the kitchen counter, she didn't fully agree with what I had said. "I want to be there when you find them." "I know you do." "Evans shot Marisol in her own doorway and left his daughter alone and I want to look him in the face and punch his freaking jaw." "Nyla." I held her gaze. "You're pregnant. You were kidnapped four days ago. And the last time you were in a room with people who wanted to hurt you it didn't go well for anyone." I kept my voice level. "You stay here. I will go find them and you will hear everything when I get back. Once he's in custody, then you can confront it." She looked at me for a long moment. "Gosh, stop treating me like that, but whatever I agree." she said. "That was easier than I expected." "Don't make it weird." She pointed at me. "You come back in