Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

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I tossed for the tenth time in Lucien’s bed, while clutching his hoodie to my chest Ever since my boyinend had sped off on his Harley, I’d tried not to overthink or spiral down the deep hole of fear. I tried my best to believe he was okay….that Killian would not yet a one up on him, and cause him harm. 1 hated that I couldn’t put a call through to him. I was too scared that if I did, it would distract him and ultimately cause Lucien harm.

Dread settled in my bones as I inhaled his scent in a bid to comfort myself. I didt know what this building was, but I trusted that it was a safe space since my boyfriend was in it a couple of hours ago.

The night sky felt like there was a wolf birthing, as the full moon hung in the sky The thunder razed against the black canvas, startling me to sit up in bed. I shuddered, a shiver coursing through me as I peeled off the sheets. Slipping my feet into the soft pink bunny slippers I’d found, I made my way out of the

room.

The sight of the slippers never failed to put a smile on my lips. I’d never been to this place before, but somehow, Lucien had made sure to keep something that would bring me comfort inside. I grabbed a bottle of orange juice and sipped My hands shook slightly as another burst of lightning hit again, almost making me drop the crystal glass in my hands.

I could feel curiosity pulling at the edges of my mind, so I gave in to it and wandered about. The building was huge. It looked small on the outside, but once

you got in, it was like there was no end to it.

‘What’s this?’ I whispered into the dark, pointing my flashlights at it. The power had gone out about twenty minutes ago, ever since the storm started,

leaving me to the safety of candlelight and my phone, which was already on five per cent.

Great.

I pulled aside the small black book, which looked both old and worn, with careful hands. With a frown, I flipped open the first page to see beautiful

handwriting.

‘To whoever finds this, know that my death was not an accident….it was planned

A sharp exhale escaped my lips, my curiosity piqued as I flipped the pages even more.

‘My name is Alicia Ravenscroft, and if you’re reading this, I’m probably already dead. My husband, Eldric, has convinced everyone around me that I am a

crazy woman. He’s made everyone question my mental capacity just so he can get my company, but I won’t be silenced. There’s a safe in the fourth room

with a golden handle on the doorknob. Inside that room, you will find a safe. I made sure to keep evidence of my mental capacity by at least fifteen

renowned doctors, as well as psychiatrists, just to prove that I was never crazy. But I fear I may be too late.

That astard wants to hurt my son, and I fear I won’t be able to protect him, at least not from the grave. My time has run out, but you, reading this, can help

me save my Lucien. Eldric plans to kill him or make him suffer the same fate as did before he graduated high school.

I do not know how, but that snake has support from some of the most powerful

the bottom of the screen, make sure to call the contact attached to the papers

people and get that bastard locked up for good.

Hurry up!

in the country. Please, when you open the sale with the coordinates at

is an FBI specialist who will get the other pieces of evidence to the right

There’s no more time.

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