Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Finding Morgan II

Ewan thought about Athena’s statement while his eyes scanned through the sitting room for the hundredth time.

Could the gang be behind this? The motive was there; yes, they would want to thwart his efforts since they couldn’t kill him, but how could they have known that he was here for Morgan? How would they even cooperate with Morgan?

Morgan’s gang was also a rival gang and was currently the most sought-after gang, even by other gangs, because of their cruel involvement in the Grey disease.

So, no, Philemon wouldn’t hide Morgan; he would rather kill the brute or hand him over to Ewan.

Hence, he negated Athena’s statement.

"The gang doesn’t know our reason for coming... didn’t know I was working with you... or maybe..." Ewan shook his head, picking up his phone. There was no time for guesswork. It was time to dial in Spider.

"Spider, we can’t find Morgan here." Ewan knew better than to ask Spider if he had gotten the right coordinates; the last time he had done that, during the search for Zack, the outcome hadn’t been funny.

"Then it means someone snitched on us. Do you know anyway this could have been possible..." Spider’s smooth voice echoed through the phone, which Ewan had put on loudspeaker, leaving Athena to deal with how familiar the voice sounded.

Frustration threatened to boil over when she tried to remember again and failed. Where had she heard this smooth voice?

She was so engrossed in her questioning that she didn’t notice that Ewan had finished the call until he called her attention.

"He said we should give him a few minutes to locate the evil stench again..."

Athena nodded and made her way to one of the one-seat sofas in the sitting room. The entrance was still open. Ewan sat in the opposite chair, his eyes still scanning the room.

"You think there’s something to see in this room?" Athena finally asked, noting his eye movements.

"You never can tell... and it doesn’t hurt to check one more time. The eyes aren’t complaining..."

Athena chuckled, marveling at the statement. It was the exact phrasing the Boss from the CIA usually used whenever he wanted them to do a recheck of a premises.

It never hurt the eyes to keep checking.

She joined Ewan in the search; it helped pass the time while they waited. But a few seconds in, her eyes decided that watching Ewan was a better duty.

Seeing as he was too keen on his surroundings, she took the time to peruse his features in the broad light of the sitting room, with the sun rays bearing down mightily on the house, through the open windows.

Ewan had a fine nose, lips that were perfectly shaped, and a trimmed soft beard—that usually heightened her pleasure whenever he was pleasing her body those years ago.

And then there were his blue eyes, which drove her mad with their sheer intensity, especially when he was hungry for her. Blue eyes that were now staring back at her.

Athena swallowed hard.

"Do you want me to join you on the sofa?"

Ewan’s voice was raspy, a soft caress around every nerve ending in her body.

Athena’s senses quickened, and her lips parted slightly as his eye color darkened to a richer shade. He wanted her.

That realization sent a crazy spark to her private region. She held back the urge to squish her thighs together—doing so would alert him to her need, to her vulnerability.

Grabbing her scattered thoughts with all desperation, she inhaled deeply and stood to her feet, walking straight to the other end of the room, running for her dear life.

Meanwhile, Ewan was battling with the urge to join Athena on her path to the closed window. He knew why she had walked away and felt happy that she was affected by him, yet was curious to know how much.

He licked his lower lip as he remembered the kiss he had shared with her those months ago in the elevator. It seemed like ages ago now.

He wanted more. He decided, damning the fact that she already had a boyfriend... to hell with it!

However, just as he got to his feet, Athena beckoned him. "Come and see this."

Ewan hurried over to meet her, finding her looking at... a door?

From where they had been sitting, even as newcomers in the house, they hadn’t seen this door because, firstly, the sitting room had been bare, and their active eyes had been able to run around easily.

Secondly, the room was built in such a way that left the door hidden behind a small extension of the wall, which had stopped as if the large emptiness of the room had called it to order.

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