The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220: THE RECORDING

Finnegan

The warm water in the tub had gone lukewarm by the time River knocked on the bathroom door.

I was still buried deep inside Abigail, her body soft and pliant against mine, her pussy fluttering around my cock as the last ripples of her orgasm faded. She was purring contentedly, her head resting on my shoulder.

For a moment, I wanted to ignore the world outside this tub. I wanted to stay here, wrapped in her warmth, pretending all my problems didn’t exist. That my brother and mother weren’t scheming together against me.

If I weren’t a replica of Devin, I could have sworn I was adopted, given how much contempt they both treated me with. I was their fucking family, and for years, for fifteen solid years, they had lied to me and apparently had been trying to get rid of me.

But why now? Why fifteen years? They had killed Abigail’s parents. Just how many more people had my mother and Devin killed, all for their greed?

I hugged Abigail tighter, wanting to pretend all that didn’t exist but reality always came knocking. I kissed Abigail’s temple, brushing my lips against her soft skin.

"I’ll be back," I murmured. She gave a little hum as I eased her off my thighs into the tub, then climbed out of the water.

Water streamed down my body. I grabbed a thick towel and wrapped it around my waist, hiding the evidence of what we had just done.

Abigail’s soft cornflower blue eyes watched me with heavy lids, a satisfied little smile on her lips that made my chest swell. If I had to tie her down to keep her from running headfirst into dangerous situations, I was seriously considering it.

I opened the door a crack. River stood in my bedroom, her entire body rigid and tense, holding up a phone.

"It’s Martha," she whispered. "She has been calling nonstop, and she said it’s urgent."

Did something happen at my mother’s place after I left? She wouldn’t have expected me to find the truth, so she must have tried to take extra measures for whatever plans she, Devin, and Victoria had.

"Thanks, River," I murmured, plucking the phone from her hands.

She wiggled her brows at me and mouthed, "I’m telling Henry."

I flipped her the middle finger while she threw her head back in silent laughter and sauntered out of the room.

I swiped the screen to answer the call, stepping away from the bathroom door so Abigail wouldn’t hear. "Martha. What is it?" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper. "Finnegan... Devin is alive. I saw him yesterday at the mansion. He came through the hidden gate. I was hiding... I saw him with my own eyes. What is going on? How is he alive?"

I shut my eyes for a second; the confirmation landed like a second blow to the gut, even though I already knew. "I know, Martha. I found out last night as well. Stay safe. Don’t say anything to anyone. I’ll handle it."

"I still can’t believe it. Your mother, she..." She trailed off for a few seconds before dropping her voice to a whisper.

"I overheard them talking yesterday. Your mother, Victoria, and Devin. They’re planning something big for the company. I couldn’t hear everything, but it sounded dangerous. I made a recording on my phone. I’ll send it to you now."

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