
{"id":27431,"date":"2026-02-05T13:39:29","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:39:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-67\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:39:29","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:39:29","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-67","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-67\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 67"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 67<\/h1>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 67 Trapped in the Car\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>54\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian turned to look at her, making no attempt to conceal the open admiration in his gaze. A slow, knowing smile curved his lips, and he pressed them together as if savoring a secret.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The longer he stared, the more his restraint seemed to waver. He leaned in closer, closing the distance between them, and took a deliberate, deep breath, inhaling the subtle scent of her perfume.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett noticed his advance and instinctively tried to pull away, but in her haste, the back of her head bumped sharply against the car\u2019s roof liner.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOuch\u2026\u201d she groaned, a sharp intake of breath following the dull thud.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Simultaneously, Damian closed the remaining gap, his larger frame effectively trapping her in the confined space of the passenger seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t speak. Instead, his hand came up, his fingers gently massaging the spot on her head where she had\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>hit it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As Scarlett registered that he wasn\u2019t attempting anything more invasive, she suddenly remembered she was still in the middle of a phone call with Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&gt;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But before she could utter another word into the receiver, the line emitted a sharp, definitive beep-the sound of a call being terminated.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent had hung up. To his ears, that soft, pained gasp had sounded suspiciously like the kind of muffled moan people make during an intimate moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clearly, from his perspective, his call had interrupted something he was never meant to hear.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent ended the call, and Scarlett didn\u2019t bother redialing. She looked at Damian\u2019s face, illuminated by the dim ambient light, and said firmly, \u201cMr. Langley, please conduct yourself appropriately.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian didn\u2019t retreat. Instead, his fingers gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his deep, penetrating gaze. His voice was low, laced with a magnetic, almost hypnotic charm. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter? Don\u2019t you like my attention?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett pushed against his chest. \u201cI\u2019m going back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She fumbled for the door handle, her movements hurried.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She never should have agreed to meet tonight. She knew how dangerous Damian could be, yet she had come anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Damian\u2019s hand shot out, capturing hers and turning her back toward him. \u201cThere\u2019s a surprisingly decent hotel in this town. Very private. You could scream your lungs out, and no one would hear a thing,\u201d he murmured, his voice a suggestive whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u2019s face flushed a deep, burning crimson, the heat spreading to the tips of her ears. She glared at him. \u201cYou\u2019re utterly shameless.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian merely chuckled, the sound rich and unapologetic. \u201cDoesn\u2019t that make it more thrilling? Come on, be honest. Don\u2019t you want to see what it would be like with me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>18:05 Thu, Jan 8 DJ\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 67 Trapped in the Car\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian was always like this-completely unfiltered, his words laced with bold, unabashed flirtation.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even though Scarlett was a married woman with a child, he still couldn\u2019t resist teasing her, pushing her boundaries.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If truth be told, he\u2019d probably flirt with any female creature that crossed his path.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With a man like him, how much stock could anyone possibly put in his words?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But regardless of Damian\u2019s character, he had helped her in the past. Scarlett had never forgotten those acts of kindness, few as they were.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She shrank back into the corner of the seat, feeling Damian\u2019s presence loom over her like an immovable mountain.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He possessed a dangerously handsome face, but his heart was pure, unadulterated trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dealing with a man like this, Scarlett concluded that the only way to deflate his advances was through complete and utter indifference.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So, she shut her eyes tightly, pretending she hadn\u2019t heard a single word he\u2019d said.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The streetlights in the small town cast a weak, orange glow. This faint light spilled through the car window, falling directly onto Scarlett\u2019s clean, delicate features.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With her eyes closed, her long eyelashes appeared even thicker and more pronounced, fluttering slightly as if betraying a nervous tremor.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian observed this, and a strangely gentle, almost tender smile unexpectedly softened his features.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He raised his hand, intending to smooth down a few stray strands of hair near her temple.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But the thought of how visibly apprehensive she was of him made him chuckle softly instead.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Was he really that intimidating?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian had always prided himself on being charming and sweet to women.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If a woman wasn\u2019t conventionally pretty, he\u2019d compliment her figure. If her figure wasn\u2019t remarkable, he\u2019d praise her eyes. If her eyes were plain, he\u2019d admire her smile. If she never smiled, he\u2019d call her an intriguing ice queen\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Women everywhere generally found him handsome, witty, and entertaining.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Scarlett was the first who seemed genuinely, visibly afraid of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The thought amused him. Damian finally straightened up in his seat, relinquishing his intimidating posture and making no further move to touch her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just then, a figure materialized outside the car, and the passenger door was wrenched open.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cScarlett, get out. Now.\u201d It was Nolan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>18:05 Thu, Jan 8 G\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 67 Trapped in the Car\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>659\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u2019s eyes flew open at the sound of his voice. She immediately grabbed his outstretched hand and scrambled out of the car, her movements swift with relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She hadn\u2019t intended to get into Damian\u2019s car in the first place. He had simply complained about the mosquitoes outside and suggested they continue their conversation in the comfort of the vehicle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So, she had reluctantly agreed. But once inside, she realized she had walked straight into one of his carefully laid traps.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once she was safely outside, Nolan positioned himself protectively in front of her, his expression cold and hard as he addressed Damian. \u201cYou might dress in fine clothes, but surely even you know that coercing a woman is a crime?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian rested his hands lazily on the steering wheel, the picture of nonchalance. He raised a mocking eyebrow. \u201cAre you verbally assaulting me right now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nolan\u2019s reply was blunt. \u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Instead of taking offense, Damian laughed, a bright, handsome smile spreading across his face. \u201cThinking about physically assaulting me, too?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nolan didn\u2019t hesitate. \u201cThe thought has crossed my mind.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian removed his hands from the wheel, leaning over toward the open door to continue his exchange with Nolan. \u201cFeel free to entertain the thought, but I wouldn\u2019t recommend acting on it. You see, if you did, my girl here would just have to come begging me for another favor. And I care about her far too much to enjoy watching her plead with another man. It would make me intensely jealous.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As he spoke, Damian was animated, his eyes sparkling with mischief and provocation.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He sounded utterly serious, as if he genuinely believed every word he was saying.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nolan had no real desire to engage in a physical altercation. As long as Scarlett was safe, that was his primary concern.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And from Damian\u2019s pointed remarks, Nolan quickly pieced together the underlying reason for this\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>encounter.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett must have approached Damian to seek his help regarding Nolan\u2019s termination from the hospital.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.0K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>372\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>18:06 Thu, Jan 8\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Awakened Housewife: Ignore Betrayer\u2019s Begs\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 67 \u00a0 Chapter 67 Trapped in the Car\u00a0 54\u00a0 Finished\u00a0 Damian turned [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[81],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27431","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-impossible-condition-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27431","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27431"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27431\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27431"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27431"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27431"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}