Semua Bab I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Christopher's POV The silence that followed the phone call felt heavier than anything I had experienced in a long time. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Duncan was the first to recover from the shock; "What the hell was that?" he asked, all traces of amusement gone from his face. I slowly lowered the phone onto my desk completely. “I don't know,” I answered, not even realizing I had responded. Clara stared at me. “Christopher... what did he mean?” Her voice was tense. “Did you know him? Who is he?” Her eyes searched mine, filled with confusion and growing concern. I looked between both of them. The same question was already tearing through my own head. ‘If Lisa was dead…’ ‘Then who had been seen yesterday?’ For several minutes, the three of us went back and forth, throwing around theories that made less and less sense the longer we discussed them. Could it be a prank? Blackmail? Or probably just someone trying to sabotage the funeral? None of it felt right. Because the

Duncan's POV I turned around completely, and Clara started coming down the stairs, her hair swaying gently from side to side with every step she took. When she finally reached the bottom, she suddenly stopped and stood there, leaving just enough space between us for me to look at her properly, almost like she was giving me time to decide what I intended to do with her.“Stop looking already, Duncan,” she hissed, pushing her hair to the side as her fingers ran through the strands in that same way she always did—the exact way that always made it harder for me to keep my thoughts in check.I swallowed hard.“Stop looking?” I repeated with a small laugh. “You’re literally standing there wearing almost nothing under that transparent kimono, and you expect me not to look?”I started walking toward her slowly, my eyes never leaving hers.“You really love being naughty first thing in the morning, don’t you?” I added smoothly.The moment I reached her, I pulled her closer, and she immediatel

Lisa's POV I hadn't been myself since yesterday.Because how the hell was I supposed to think straight when I had just discovered that I was five weeks late for my period?God! Five weeks!The number sat in my chest like a stone I couldn't cough up. I'd checked the tracker three times, thinking maybe I'd miscounted my last period date. Maybe the app had glitched, maybe I was just stressed, and my body was responding to that.Just anything to make me feel better and believe that my body wasn't signalling the same thing.But it was all pointless because the number didn't change. It was still there.Still five weeks late.And the only man this baby could belong to was the one man I was desperately trying to forget.I hadn't eaten properly. Hadn't talked much. I hadn't been able to look at Vincent without something sharp and guilty twisting in my stomach.Vincent must have thought he had done something wrong to me, because last night he had quietly excused himself and slept in the gue

Lisa's POV His hands moved beneath my dress, and I felt his touch drift lower, making me freeze. I swallowed hard, my breath catching as I struggled to process what he was doing to me. My thoughts scattered, leaving me overwhelmed and flustered.I tried to fight him, to say no, to push him away, but my body betrayed me completely and even though my mouth was slightly parted, not even a single word came out.By now, his fingers were already brushing and rubbing against my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties, as if testing my reaction before going further.And just like that, I felt myself slipping further into the moment, my breath uneven and my body responding in ways I couldn’t control.I was so wet I could feel my panties heavy underneath me due to how much that was pouring out of my dripping entrance.God, this man has barely touched me. What the hell am I doing not pushing him away?Why am I not asking him to stop?One second I was turning around to walk back into the h

Vincent's POV Bella suddenly dropped to her knees so fast I almost didn't catch it. She rushed between my legs and her hands were already at my belt, fingers working at the buckle, and for one full second I just stared down at her like I was watching something happen to someone else entirely. Then it clicked. Fuck, she wants to give me a blowjob. "Bella—" I hissed, grabbing both her wrists and pulling her hands away from me. My eyes snapped up the stairs immediately. One second. Just one second to make sure nobody was watching us from the stairs. I yanked her to her feet. "Stop." My voice came out low and tight. "I have a wife now. You can't do this anymore. Go and rest. And stop getting yourself drunk like this." Her face crumpled. "A wife?" She let out a broken laugh, tears already spilling over. Then she did the thing she always did when words stopped working—she threw herself forward and dropped onto my lap, arms wrapping around my neck, pressing herself into me. "I w