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Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Dodging the Bullet
CHARLIEAir escaped my lungs, and the sting of pain caused me to wince. For certain, I was still alive. I opened my eyes and saw Dominique falling to his knees. A second later, he dropped face-down to the ground and stopped moving. Was he dead? What the hell happened?"Charlie!" I heard a familiar voice and looked up at the bridge. Nathan stood there with a gun."You... shot him," I said, feeling weaker by the second, using all the volume I could muster. I didn't think he heard me, but he seemed relieved to see me move, more or less, or that my chest heaved and fell."Hold on! I'm coming!" He jumped down to the lower segment and then ran down the slope.My eyes anxiously shifted to Dominique; he still wasn't moving. A second later, Nathan crouched beside me. "I'm sorry, Charlie. I should have come sooner, but something in this area jammed all signals, and I couldn't track you.""Track me?" I mumbled, widening my eyes.He nodded while his eyes kept scanning the wound on my stomach. "We
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Exhausted
AIDEN"Nathan's dead." Logan's words forced air out of my lungs. "He died trying to save Charlie."I called Logan as soon as our cleaning team entered to take care of the bloody mess in Thomas's pub. I was already on the edge. After learning more about the twins, finding out that they might have been following some kind of sick plan to take over the world, and discovering these fucked up similarities between Charlie and the twins' biological mother, a little could turn me into a ticking bomb. It was a miracle that I hadn't exploded. My hands fisted into balls as I looked for a way to contain my rage. "Where is Charlie now?" I didn't know if I was breathing as I waited for his answer."She's in the hospital. The police took her there. Dominique escaped.""Does this fucker have nine lives or something?!" Hearing about it didn't help improve my anger management either. "Tell me that at least he has the NYPD on his tail right now!"There was a silence that lasted several heartbeats. "I he
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Dream vs Reality
CHARLIEI was dreaming. It had to be a dream because I was in our old kitchen in Philadelphia. My brother, Jackson, was making pancakes, and I couldn't wait to eat them. He was wearing a pink apron with glitter stars. I bought it for him as a gift when I was five and didn't know that I shouldn't buy him anything that was pink or had glitter.Then my brother finally got rid of the glittering apron, and we sat together by the table: Dad, Jackson, and I. We were eating pancakes and laughing, and even if a part of my brain was telling me that it wasn't real, I wanted to stay there, in the place where I felt safe and loved…I swiped my plate clean and smiled at Jackson. He was now wearing his police uniform, looking as handsome as ever. He rose from the table and suddenly turned pale. Wincing, he stepped back."What's wrong?" I asked, my voice trembling because I knew.He groaned and pressed his hand to his chest. Blood streamed between his fingers, and he stumbled back, losing balance and
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart My Need For Her
AIDEN"I will officially resign from the company if you pull this kind of stunt ever again!" Logan roared and gulped down his whiskey as if he were trying to emphasize how mad he was. "I made myself look like an absolute idiot in front of those cops!""You're exaggerating and being overdramatic." I chuckled and leaned closer to clink his glass. "You've done an amazing job and helped your friend out. I would even call your acting skills superb.""Screw you," he grunted and poured himself more whiskey.The truth was, I was amazingly grateful for what he did. He came to the hospital after I called him before six in the morning, and told the policemen that there was a man dressed in black at the end of the corridor. He even ran two floors back and forth with them before awkwardly announcing that the man whom he had found suspicious must have been one of the cleaners working for the hospital."I hope you at least found what you wanted," he grumbled before taking another sip of whiskey.My
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Hard Truth
CHARLIE"Aiden… You're allegedly ex-boyfriend, Aiden fucking Hart, was in your room in the middle of the night?!" Emily shrieked.My lips twisted in an awkward smile. "Those words you used... It's just..." I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Never mind."Mischief curled up her mouth. "Words like fucking… Hart?"I gave her a look. "Like allegedly."I glanced at the IV drip, which was, thankfully, almost empty. It was the last one, and the doctor promised me that I could leave the hospital by the end of the day.Emily followed my sight, carefully scanning the drip before quickly shifting her eyes to me. "Anyway, I think that's adorable—a little bit creepy, but adorable.""I'm not even sure if he was there or if I just wanted him so much to be there that I made him up." I threw my hands up in frustration."You said you smelled him, and the sheets looked oddly wrinkled at one side," she reminded.I sighed. "Yes, but there could be other explanations, like—" She placed one finger on my mouth."
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart The Dying King
AIDENComing home whenever my father needed us to pretend that the Harts were a perfect and loving family was one of the things I hated the most. Since the news about my father's condition leaked out to the press, the gate outside the residence was crowded with reporters. I hated the fact that my father lied about his condition. Was I the only one who didn't know? Had he shared this sensitive knowledge with Ceasar and Christopher? Rage filled my veins with liquid fire, and I spent a decent amount of time debating whether I could handle being a part of this family masquerade. Finally, sentiments had won.I couldn't recall the last time I sat in my office in our family mansion, but here I was, working on my laptop while hearing my mother's raised voice coming from the corridor. My patience flew out the window in less than a second, and before I could evaluate the situation, I slammed the door open and barged outside. As soon as I did, I saw Mother spitting venom at the poor, obviously f
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Like Father and Son
AIDEN I stared at the man in front of me, the man whose blood was running through my veins. He tried to steer my life from the day I was brought into this world. I had always been one of his assets, and I knew that it was how he treated me. Undoubtedly, all of his sons were, in his mind, considered assets at his disposal, but the first wife's sons had higher values and a lot of privileges. As the second wife's son, I received not only the least of Alexander Hart's time and interest but also the least freedom. When he wanted me, I was there, and I left his side when he wanted me gone. But this? His request had nothing to do with him trying to fix my life. He simply wanted to control me, even after his death. "No." My one-word answer caused him to choke on his breath. He collected himself quickly and cleared his throat. "No… what?" I dragged a deep breath. "I will NOT marry Pearla or any woman my mother is going to choose for me. That was NOT our deal." He shook his head and waved
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Lunch at Tiffany's
CHARLIEThe message from Julienne proved something I hoped wouldn't turn out to be true. Someone from the Hart family was involved in Julienne's murder. Julienne accused Christopher, but I knew too damn well that if I had brought her recorded message to the police or the FBI, they would have begun to suspect the entire family of some kind of conspiracy. Julienne's message could be used as a weapon, able to make many people suffer and cause much greater damage to the company than the manipulated footage had caused. I couldn't make the same mistake twice.It had nothing to do with protecting Aiden's brother; if he had anything to do with Julienne's death, I would gladly hand his ass to the police after severely kicking it first. It was about doing the right thing. It was about not hurting innocents.I studied all the files from Julienne's flash drive, and Emily helped me read the list of transactions. Neither of us specialized in business and economy, but the sole shipment destinations
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