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The Sweet Boy I Took In Turned Out to Be an Unhinged Big Shot

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Original title: The Sweet Boy I Took In Turned Out to Be an Unhinged Big Shot

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After I transmigrated into a novel, my father, Richard Whitmore, was still every bit the scumbag he'd always been. The only difference was that this version of him had a face people couldn't help trusting.So of course, he ran off with the money.I was furious enough to step in when I saw him bullying a gorgeous younger man. Afterward, the man sat curled up in the corner of my couch, his eyes red as he looked at me."I don't even have anywhere to stay now. Are you going to make me leave too?"I won't freeload. Just don't send me away."That kind of helplessness worked on me every time, so of course I brought him home.From then on, I looked after him and made sure no one could push him around. He was so sweet and clingy it was almost ridiculous. He wanted me there when he ate, and at night he wouldn't sleep unless I stayed with him and coaxed him to sleep.Somewhere along the way, coaxing him to sleep turned into his hand slipping beneath my covers.With him acting like that, how was anyone supposed to resist?Then, after disappearing for half a month, my deadbeat father suddenly showed up again on his knees.Richard was sprawled at the boy's feet, sobbing as he slapped himself across the face."Mr. Jensen, please let me live. I swear I didn't mean to do it. I won't ever dare do anything like that again."The man who'd been coughing only moments earlier got lazily to his feet. He picked up an apple and began peeling it with an easy smile."Maya," he said softly, "I was going to wait a little longer before I told you."

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### Chapter 1: Chapter-1

Bonus Chapter: Hayden JensenMy first awakening came on a rainy night.The former head of Mirrorglass had just died, and the room reeked of medicine and blood. When I opened my eyes, I had another lifetime's worth of memories in my head, along with a very clear idea of how everything was supposed to end.This world came from a novel that had never been properly finished.Ashport would descend into chaos. The books would become a mess of dirty money. Some people would make fortunes off relics from the old civilization, while others existed only to be used as stepping stones.And in the original story, Maya Whitmore was nothing more than a throwaway character doomed by her father's debts.Her father was the first person I set my sights on.I'd seen plenty of men like him. Not smart enough to know their limits, but reckless enough to get involved in anything dirty. They always thought they could play every side and come out ahead. All they ever managed to do was drag everyone around them

We stood there in a standoff by the door for half an hour.In the end, I was the one who caved first. I pulled the first-aid kit out of the cabinet and tossed it onto the couch."Sit."Hayden obeyed, sat down, and began rummaging through the supplies himself. He deliberately picked up the wrong spray and, with a perfectly straight face, brought it toward his mouth.I rolled my eyes and snatched it away."Knock it off.""You're still willing to take care of me.""Shut up."I treated his injuries without going especially easy on him. He didn't flinch or complain, just sat there and took it. A long time passed before he finally said, "I'm sorry.""Then tell me the truth."He nodded.And this time, he told me everything.Richard hadn't just been running loan scams. He'd also been helping several dealers around Ashport traffic banned relics from the old civilization. Mirrorglass had been investigating the operation, and Hayden had followed the paper trail to the old apartment. The ledger he

I turned around and walked out.Hayden followed me all the way downstairs, then all the way home. When I unlocked the apartment, he came in behind me.The door had barely closed before I ripped my hand out of his."Don't touch me."He stopped in the entryway and didn't come any closer.Then I let him have everything I'd been holding in. The fake name. The fake injuries. The whole story about having nowhere to go."Not one damn thing you told me was true."He stood there and took it without trying to defend himself, which somehow made me even angrier.Finally, I looked him straight in the eye."What was it about me? You thought I was stupid? Easy to fool?" I gave a bitter laugh. "You really thought you were slick, didn't you? Scheming bastard."Hayden raised his eyes to mine, regret plain in them."I was counting on you being softhearted. On you taking me home. On you standing in front of me even when you knew something wasn't right."My chest tightened.I slapped him.The impact left m

The next morning, I changed every lock in the apartment, had a camera installed in the hallway, and started carrying something for self-defense in my bag.I figured that would at least buy us some time.Three days later, Hayden disappeared.Breakfast was still warm, but he was gone. He didn't answer his phone or respond to my messages, and Mirrorglass said he hadn't shown up for work.I stood in the middle of the living room with sweat slicking my palms.By the time Quinn arrived, I had blown up the security footage as far as it would go and was going through it frame by frame. She took one look at me and didn't waste time asking questions. She just sat down and helped.We stopped at 5:17 a.m.Hayden had opened the door himself. A black car was waiting outside.Before he got in, he looked straight at the camera and stood there for two seconds.Then he left.Quinn spoke quietly."Maya, he went willingly.""I still have to find him."I traced the license plate as far as I could, then ch

Lately, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me.A car kept tailing me on my way to work. There were always unfamiliar men hanging around the intersection near my apartment, and even the owner of the convenience store downstairs had started taking a second look at me.I changed my route twice and still couldn't shake whoever was following me.Hayden, meanwhile, acted like nothing was wrong. He was as attached to me as ever.One afternoon, he lifted me onto the kitchen counter and planted his hands on either side of me."I'm hungry.""There's pasta in the fridge.""I don't want pasta.""Then what do you want?"He looked straight at me."You."Heat rushed to my ears, and I pushed at his chest. "It's the middle of the day. Behave."He only leaned down and brushed a kiss over my lips, smiling faintly."I won't let anyone lay a hand on you."I'd been about to tell him off again, but that stopped me cold.That night after work, I deliberately took a side street to see if I

The next morning, I woke up so sore through the waist that even rolling over took effort.I stared at the ceiling with one thought going through my head.How the hell had I gotten so thoroughly outmatched last night?Hayden had an arm around me from behind and was obviously in a fantastic mood."Still sore?""No."The second his hand touched my waist, I sucked in a breath.He buried his face against my shoulder and laughed. I raised a hand to shut him up, but before I could cover his mouth, he kissed my palm."I'll be gentler next time.""You don't sound sorry at all.""I'll make it up to you tonight."I whipped my head around. "Don't even think about it."His eyes curved with amusement, but he behaved and started rubbing my sore muscles.He was actually pretty good at it. The problem was the look on his face. He couldn't have looked more pleased with himself if he'd tried.After that, the whole dynamic between us changed.Hayden was still clingy. He still liked to coax me into things,

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### Chapter 2: Chapter-2

Bonus Chapter: Hayden JensenMy first awakening came on a rainy night.The former head of Mirrorglass had just died, and the room reeked of medicine and blood. When I opened my eyes, I had another lifetime's worth of memories in my head, along with a very clear idea of how everything was supposed to end.This world came from a novel that had never been properly finished.Ashport would descend into chaos. The books would become a mess of dirty money. Some people would make fortunes off relics from the old civilization, while others existed only to be used as stepping stones.And in the original story, Maya Whitmore was nothing more than a throwaway character doomed by her father's debts.Her father was the first person I set my sights on.I'd seen plenty of men like him. Not smart enough to know their limits, but reckless enough to get involved in anything dirty. They always thought they could play every side and come out ahead. All they ever managed to do was drag everyone around them

We stood there in a standoff by the door for half an hour.In the end, I was the one who caved first. I pulled the first-aid kit out of the cabinet and tossed it onto the couch."Sit."Hayden obeyed, sat down, and began rummaging through the supplies himself. He deliberately picked up the wrong spray and, with a perfectly straight face, brought it toward his mouth.I rolled my eyes and snatched it away."Knock it off.""You're still willing to take care of me.""Shut up."I treated his injuries without going especially easy on him. He didn't flinch or complain, just sat there and took it. A long time passed before he finally said, "I'm sorry.""Then tell me the truth."He nodded.And this time, he told me everything.Richard hadn't just been running loan scams. He'd also been helping several dealers around Ashport traffic banned relics from the old civilization. Mirrorglass had been investigating the operation, and Hayden had followed the paper trail to the old apartment. The ledger he

I turned around and walked out.Hayden followed me all the way downstairs, then all the way home. When I unlocked the apartment, he came in behind me.The door had barely closed before I ripped my hand out of his."Don't touch me."He stopped in the entryway and didn't come any closer.Then I let him have everything I'd been holding in. The fake name. The fake injuries. The whole story about having nowhere to go."Not one damn thing you told me was true."He stood there and took it without trying to defend himself, which somehow made me even angrier.Finally, I looked him straight in the eye."What was it about me? You thought I was stupid? Easy to fool?" I gave a bitter laugh. "You really thought you were slick, didn't you? Scheming bastard."Hayden raised his eyes to mine, regret plain in them."I was counting on you being softhearted. On you taking me home. On you standing in front of me even when you knew something wasn't right."My chest tightened.I slapped him.The impact left m

The next morning, I changed every lock in the apartment, had a camera installed in the hallway, and started carrying something for self-defense in my bag.I figured that would at least buy us some time.Three days later, Hayden disappeared.Breakfast was still warm, but he was gone. He didn't answer his phone or respond to my messages, and Mirrorglass said he hadn't shown up for work.I stood in the middle of the living room with sweat slicking my palms.By the time Quinn arrived, I had blown up the security footage as far as it would go and was going through it frame by frame. She took one look at me and didn't waste time asking questions. She just sat down and helped.We stopped at 5:17 a.m.Hayden had opened the door himself. A black car was waiting outside.Before he got in, he looked straight at the camera and stood there for two seconds.Then he left.Quinn spoke quietly."Maya, he went willingly.""I still have to find him."I traced the license plate as far as I could, then ch

Lately, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me.A car kept tailing me on my way to work. There were always unfamiliar men hanging around the intersection near my apartment, and even the owner of the convenience store downstairs had started taking a second look at me.I changed my route twice and still couldn't shake whoever was following me.Hayden, meanwhile, acted like nothing was wrong. He was as attached to me as ever.One afternoon, he lifted me onto the kitchen counter and planted his hands on either side of me."I'm hungry.""There's pasta in the fridge.""I don't want pasta.""Then what do you want?"He looked straight at me."You."Heat rushed to my ears, and I pushed at his chest. "It's the middle of the day. Behave."He only leaned down and brushed a kiss over my lips, smiling faintly."I won't let anyone lay a hand on you."I'd been about to tell him off again, but that stopped me cold.That night after work, I deliberately took a side street to see if I

The next morning, I woke up so sore through the waist that even rolling over took effort.I stared at the ceiling with one thought going through my head.How the hell had I gotten so thoroughly outmatched last night?Hayden had an arm around me from behind and was obviously in a fantastic mood."Still sore?""No."The second his hand touched my waist, I sucked in a breath.He buried his face against my shoulder and laughed. I raised a hand to shut him up, but before I could cover his mouth, he kissed my palm."I'll be gentler next time.""You don't sound sorry at all.""I'll make it up to you tonight."I whipped my head around. "Don't even think about it."His eyes curved with amusement, but he behaved and started rubbing my sore muscles.He was actually pretty good at it. The problem was the look on his face. He couldn't have looked more pleased with himself if he'd tried.After that, the whole dynamic between us changed.Hayden was still clingy. He still liked to coax me into things,

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