Page 37 of My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret 2

The man's wife flinched and looked away, tears in her eyes.

"Count two: recording sexually explicit content without the subject's knowledge or consent.You filmed the encounter and shared the footage with his pregnant wife."

"No...I didn't—" Cynthia started to stammer, but David raised a hand.

"Count three: attempted murder.You orchestrated a car crash intending to kill the same pregnant woman and her unborn child."

"That's a lie!"

"You can deny it all you want," David replied smoothly, "but there's evidence.Witness statements.Surveillance footage.and the victims are more than willing to press charges.If I take this case, and believe me, I will—I will make it my life's mission to ensure you spend the rest of yours rotting behind bars."

She was shaking now.Visibly shaking.Her knees buckled slightly, and tears began streaming down her cheeks.

"Or," David said with a shrug, "you can sign the divorce papers.Quietly.Now."

Cynthia's fingers trembled as she slowly reached for the pen.Her tears flowed freely now, her breathing uneven as she held it shakily over the paper.

"No one's forcing you," I said, my voice emotionless."You can refuse to sign it, and spend the rest of your life behind bars.It's your choice really."

She looked at me while her eyes were pleading.I stared back without a single ounce of pity.

With a broken sob, she leaned down and signed her name.Her signature was barely legible with how badly her hand was shaking.

David took the papers back immediately, placed them into his briefcase, and snapped it shut.

Cynthia was still crying when she turned to me.

"This isn't the end, Killian," she said through clenched teeth, her voice shaky but full of venom."You think you've won, but this...this is not the end."

She turned and ran out of the room before anyone could say another word.

"Good riddance."

CHAPTER 67

Killian's POV

after settling the human couple and wrapping things up with David, I couldn't get out of that restaurant fast enough.Everything had gone exactly how I wanted it to.The papers were signed, Cynthia was gone for good, and the pathetic chapter that she forced herself into was finally closed.all I could think about now was Liana, my mate, my everything, the only person who mattered to me.

I was free.

and I needed to tell her.I needed to see her face, touch her skin, tell her that I'd done what she thought I'd never do, that Cynthia was out of the picture for good, and nothing stood in our way anymore.My chest was tight with anticipation as I pulled into the hotel garage, parking as if I was about to race someone.I didn't even wait for the engine to completely die before I jumped out and made my way into the elevator, practically running down the hallway toward the suite.

I opened the door quickly, stepping in with my heart already racing.

But the second I stepped in, I noticed something was...off.

The room was quiet.Way way too quiet.

My eyes darted around.The bed was made.The couch was untouched.The small mess of clothes she'd left scattered earlier was gone.

No...

My feet moved fast across the room as I yanked open the bathroom door.

"Liana?"

Nothing.