บททั้งหมดของ Soldier, Billionaire, and Contract Husband: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Elias’s hands moved with purpose, his touch igniting sparks along her skin.They were both seeking refuge in each other, using the language of touch to banish the shadows that threatened to consume them.As their bodies melded together, their connection became a lifeline, a lifeline that they held onto with unwavering determination.Afterwards, Callie and Elias lay tangled in each other’s arms, panting.The room was cloaked in a contented stillness, a sanctuary from the outside world.Elias’s gaze shifted from the ceiling to Callie, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.‘Well, I’d say that was one hell of a morning,’ he quipped, his voice a low rumble.Callie giggled.Then she pulled the pillow over her face, suddenly feeling shy after the fact. ‘I don’t know what came over me.’‘Hey.’ Elias traced a finger on her arm. ‘You are my wife. What you did is perfectly natural.’He added with a grin, ‘And much appreciated.’The burnt toast sat neglected on the kitchen counter.Elias pu

Angelia smiled, a cold, smug smile. ‘What I did? I helped patch you up at Captain Santana’s request. I gave you pain meds. Without me, you’d be screaming in pain right now.’She added with a taunt, ‘As for anything else you claim I did….Well, you don’t have evidence, do you?’Simon’s face contorted with frustration as he realised the truth of Angelia’s words.He had been played, manipulated from the very beginning.He was sure she was the one who placed the phial on his desk, but no one saw it.She was the one who kept saying love was worth fighting for and encouraged him to go for it, knowing full well that Callie was already married.She was the one who told him where Callie would be last night, but no one else heard it.Angelia leaned in closer.‘You see, Simon,’ she purred, her voice dripping with malice. ‘You’re in no position to threaten anyone.’Simon’s face flushed with humiliation, his rage impotent in the face of Angelia’s calculated manipulation. ‘B*tch!’‘Save your theatri

Elias guided her through the motion. ‘Good. But remember, timing is crucial. You strike when he’s off balance, caught off guard.’Callie practised the move repeatedly.Elias was relentless. ‘Higher!… No, use the tip of your shoe…Pivot, make use of momentum…Again!...Again, and more force!...’By the time the moon was high in the sky, every one of Callie’s muscles ached and sweat was pouring down her face in tiny rivulets.Elias’s lips curved into a proud smile. ‘Let’s call it a day. You did great, Callie. But you’ll have to keep practising.’Callie nodded and flexed her small biceps. ‘I feel stronger already.’‘I’m not the best instructor to teach you self-defence,’ Elias said, taking her hand as they left the stadium. ‘The techniques I learned are aimed to maim or kill, not just incapacitate, but what you picked up today should suffice. When we have the time later, I’ll teach you how to shoot.’But if he could help it, he hoped she never had to use a gun.***After Elias made sure Cal

PFC Ward’s hand twitched toward his handcuffs.Simon’s eyes darted around, desperately searching for an opening.In a heartbeat, he seized his chance, his limbs propelling him forward in a desperate dash for freedom.‘Hey, hold it right there!’ Ward’s voice cracked like a whip as he lunged after Simon.The gravel crunching under Simon’s hurried footsteps only added to the urgency of the moment.His heart hammered against his ribcage.His body was still hurting from the beatdown received from both Elias and Lemuel, but adrenaline pushed him forward.The front gate was less than ten metres ahead.If he could make it, he could disappear into the dense woods where nobody could find him.He was unfamiliar with the terrain and had zero knowledge about surviving in the wild, but that would be the concern for another day.But the chase was short-lived.Both Ward’s and Silva’s training kicked in as they pumped their legs.In a blur of motion, Ward intercepted Simon, his arms wrapping around Si

The night was a whirlwind of passion and fire, leaving Callie Hawthorne, doctor by day and desire-driven lover by night, sprawled across the bed like a contented kitten after a feast.Her tousled hair spilt across the pillows, her soft-spoken breaths a testament to the powerful storm Elias had ignited within her.The man himself, a Major General and embodiment of strength, lay beside her, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that matched the beating of her heart.Callie’s fingers traced the outline of Elias’s broad shoulders, a wistful smile playing on her lips as she admired his masculine features.His chiselled jawline, the rugged edges that spoke of countless battles and victories, his piercing eyes that saw into the depths of her soul.Even after a mission that should’ve left him weary, Elias exuded a weather-worn vibe that only added to his allure.‘Morning, beautiful,’ Elias murmured, his fingers tenderly brushing a strand of hair from Callie’s face. ‘You look like you’ve be