{"id":251410,"date":"2026-07-13T01:15:17","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:15:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/all-for-him-book-1-ray-king-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:15:17","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:15:17","slug":"all-for-him-book-1-ray-king-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/all-for-him-book-1-ray-king-1\/","title":{"rendered":"All For Him Book 1 – Ray King (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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1kitap1.com\/en Chapter Fifteen rett Vanderpool climbed out of a black Mercedes. He wore dark slacks and a grey sweater. \u201cKara.\u201d He crossed toward us. \u201cI was in the neighborhood, thought I\u2019d check on the progress.\u201d Kara\u2019s spine went rigid. \u201cYou don\u2019t get to do that anymore, Brett. This is my house.\u201d His eyes landed on me for a brief moment and he did a double take. I watched as recognition dawned on his face. \u201cOh. It seems you get around town.\u201d I held his gaze and did not look away.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a good thing I came,\u201d Brett said. \u201cNow that I know who you have working on this, I need to make sure it\u2019s being done properly.\u201d Bobby and Mike had stopped working. They stood by the support columns and watched with the wary stillness of men sensing trouble. Brett walked over to where we\u2019d sealed the foundation crack.<\/p>\n

He crouched down, ran his fingers along the fresh concrete, made a show of inspecting our work. \u201cInteresting technique.\u201d His tone suggested the opposite. \u201cAre you certified for this kind of structural repair?\u201d I kept my voice level. \u201cWork\u2019s solid. Inspection will confirm it.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m sure it will.\u201d Brett stood and brushed concrete dust from his hands with exaggerated care. \u201cThough I have to wonder if Kara\u2019s getting her money\u2019s worth. There are certified contractors in Burlington who specialize in historic restoration.<\/p>\n

Professionals with actual credentials and insurance.\u201d The implication landed clear. I was an amateur. A handyman playing at contractor work, probably overcharging Kara while doing substandard repairs. Bobby spoke up before I could. \u201cWork\u2019s up to code and then some. Been doing foundations for forty years. This\u2019ll outlast the house.\u201d Brett\u2019s smile didn\u2019t reach his eyes. \u201cI\u2019m sure you believe that.\u201d He turned back to Kara. \u201cI\u2019m just concerned you\u2019re being taken advantage of. This helpful young man seems to be making himself very useful all over town. First the bookshop woman, now you.\u201d<\/p>\n

The condescension in helpful young man was thick enough to choke on. Kara stepped between us. Her voice came out cold and sharp. \u201cMy house. My money. My choice. You don\u2019t get a say anymore, Brett. About anything in my life.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m just trying to help\u2060\u2014\u201d \u201cYou\u2019re trying to control. Same thing you always did. So unless you have actual business here, you need to leave.<\/p>\n

And you have no right to suggest that Lance doesn\u2019t know what he\u2019s doing.\u201d Next thing I knew, she was right up against me. Her large tits pressed into my arm and I forced my surprise away. I knew this was a calculated move against her ex. \u201cBecause he\u2019s more of a man than you\u2019ll ever be.\u201d Brett\u2019s mask slipped, only for a second, just long enough for me to see the anger underneath.<\/p>\n

The entitled rage of a man who\u2019d lost something he considered his property and couldn\u2019t accept it was gone. He looked at me. Really looked this time, taking my measure.<\/p>\n

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1kitap1.com\/en T Chapter One he transmission of the 1987 Ford F-150 whined a low, steady protest as I downshifted, letting gravity and friction scrub off speed rather than riding the brakes. The brakes were fine. They had new pads I\u2019d put on myself back in Connecticut, but there was no point in stressing old metal when you didn\u2019t have to.<\/p>\n

That was something Grandpa had taught me, long before he left me the truck, the letter, and the sudden realization that I was wasting my life. Don\u2019t wait. Two words. One dead grandfather, and a three-month tailspin that ended \u2014or maybe started\u2014right here. The sign for Mapleton was modest, carved wood hanging from a pair of cedar posts that leaned just slightly to the left. I noted the lean and filed it away in the part of my brain that refused to stop seeing projects, then drove past it.<\/p>\n

The town unfolded like something from a different era, but without the kitschy veneer of a tourist trap. There were no billboard advertisements for ski resorts or outlets, just a long stretch of two-lane blacktop flanked by maples that had lost their leaves. The air coming through the open window tasted clean, sharp with pine and the damp earthiness of the mountains behind the skyline. I wasn\u2019t running away. That was the distinction I kept making to anyone who asked, specifically my sister Nora, who had texted me four times since I crossed the state line.<\/p>\n

Running away implied panic and fear. I wasn\u2019t afraid. I was just done.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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