All Chapters of The Disabled CEO's Swapped Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Earlier that day, Alexander’s mind was already abuzz with plans as he exited the underground base where Marcus was being held.His phone buzzed in his pocket just as he was sliding into the backseat of his car.Pulling it out, he noticed a message from his head of security.Security Alert: "Sir, we’ve identified something unusual about Mrs. Blake’s activity today. A fuller report is attached."Alexander frowned, quickly opening the attachment.The report detailed Sarah’s unusual behavior throughout the day, speeding through the city in his Sapphire blue McLaren, blowing past red lights, and the most surprising revelation of all: she had been at the underground racing scene years ago.The man had overheard Sarah and Seb's conversation.The next line of the report made his pulse quicken: "Based on her movements and the reactions of Seb, it appears that Mrs. Blake is none other than Sparrow, the underground street racer."For a moment, Alexander stared at his phone, utterly still.The wo

Sarah tilted her head, her smirk widening. “Are you afraid I’ll leave you in the dust, Mr. Blake?”Alexander let out a low chuckle. “Afraid? No.” His gaze flickered over her, amused and predatory. “But I do love watching you try.”Sarah threw the blankets off, standing up in one smooth motion. “Then let’s go,” she said, heading straight for the door.Alexander raised a brow. “Right now?”She glanced over her shoulder. “You backing out already?”His lips curled into a slow smirk. “Careful, Sparrow. You’re getting cocky.”Sarah shrugged, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You’d be too if you knew you were going to win.”Alexander huffed a quiet laugh and shook his head, pushing himself up from the bed. “Let’s see if you can back up that mouth of yours.”They made their way downstairs, the tension between them a mix of challenge and amusement.The moment they entered the garage, Sarah beelined for the sapphire blue McLaren she had driven earlier.Alexander watched her, amused. “Didn’t even he

Alexander stilled for half a second. Then he groaned low in his throat, his hands coming up to grip her waist, pulling her flush against him.The heat between them was instant, undeniable.His lips were demanding, fierce, and she met him with equal intensity.She could feel the adrenaline still thrumming in his body, matching her own.He deepened the kiss, one hand tangling in her hair while the other anchored her against him.It was wild, consuming, like the race itself, except this was a different kind of battle.Sarah gasped as he pressed her back against the car, his mouth trailing down to her jaw, then lower, his breath hot against her skin.Damn him.She wasn’t supposed to lose control like this.She tugged at his collar, nipping his bottom lip before whispering against his mouth, “Still think you could’ve won?”Alexander chuckled, low and rough, his fingers digging into her waist. “I think I won something better.”Sarah was about to retort when something in the air shifted.The

Upstairs, Sarah was just about to enter the bathroom when the door swung open behind her.Before she could react, Alexander was there, his presence filling the space as he caught her wrist and pulled her back against him.“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was low, edged with that dangerous smoothness that made her pulse race.Sarah huffed, feigning annoyance, though her body betrayed her as she leaned into his warmth. “To shower,” she said, attempting to pull away.Alexander didn’t let her. Instead, he turned her in his arms, pressing her gently against the doorframe.His fingers slid down her bare arms, igniting a trail of fire as he dipped his head, his lips finding the sensitive spot just beneath her ear.“Let’s continue where we left off,” he murmured against her skin, his voice sending a shiver down her spine.Sarah opened her mouth to protest, but the words never made it past her lips.His mouth moved lower, trailing hot, lingering kisses down her neckline, his breath

The younger officer shifted uncomfortably. “Sir, we...”“You have no evidence,” Alexander interrupted coldly. “No footage. No proof. Just the word of two women who have every reason to want to harm my wife. So tell me, officers, what exactly gives you the authority to drag her out of bed for something you can’t even substantiate?”The older officer cleared his throat again, clearly choosing his words carefully. “This is just procedure, Mr. Blake. If Mrs. Blake cooperates, it will make things easier...”“I don’t think you understand,” Alexander said, taking a slow step forward.The power in his presence was suffocating, his dark eyes cutting into them with an intensity that left no room for argument. “There will be no cooperation because there is no case. If you have a legitimate warrant, you can present it to my lawyers. Until then, this conversation is over.”His words were final, leaving no room for debate.The officers exchanged a glance, both clearly unnerved by the sheer force of