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SophiaThe drive back from school is peaceful, but my mind is anything but racing with thoughts. My classes at Hawthorne School of Global Commerce are intense, and I barely have time to process everything before my phone starts ringing. I glance at the caller ID—it’s my lawyer.With a sigh, I connect the call through my car’s Bluetooth. “Hello?”“Hey, Sophia. I need you to stop by my office today,” he says, his voice calm but firm.I frown. “Is there a problem?”“Not exactly a problem,” he hedges. “Just some routine legal work. Final property transfer documents. I need your signature on a few things.”I drum my fingers on the steering wheel. “I thought all of that was settled.”“This is just a formality,” he assures me. “Shouldn’t take long.”I exhale. “Fine. I’ll be there in thirty.”My lawyers office is quiet when I arrive, and his assistant waves me in without the usual pleasantries. He’s already at his desk, flipping through a thick file when I take a seat across from him.“Alrigh
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SophiaThe documents spread across Alex’s sleek black desk form a chaotic puzzle of numbers, accounts, and transactions that don’t quite add up. I run a hand through my hair, my brain aching as I try to connect the dots.Alex sits across from me, his eyes scanning the laptop screen with the kind of intensity that tells me he’s found something interesting. He’s been quiet for the last few minutes, his fingers tapping a slow rhythm against the desk.I exhale sharply. “Please tell me you’ve found something, because my head is starting to spin.”He doesn’t look up. “Oh, I’ve found plenty. None of it good.”I straighten. “What do you mean?”Alex angles the laptop so I can see. A series of financial transactions fill the screen, highlighted in red.“Every time money was moved, it coincided with a major deal or announcement from Carter Industries,” he explains. “Nathan wasn’t just funneling money for himself. He was hiding something—covering up losses, possibly shifting debt, maybe even fund
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AlexMaybe telling her to stay was a mistake. I take a slow sip of whiskey, letting the burn settle in my chest. It doesn’t do much to clear the fog in my mind. My fingers tap idly against the glass as I stare at the files spread across my desk. “Stay.” The word lingers, heavier than it should. I meant it—I wasn’t about to let her drive home this late. But having her here, in my house, in my space, unsettles me in ways I don’t care to examine. It’s been years since someone other than Bellion or an overstaying business associate spent the night under this roof. The house wasn’t built for guests. It’s a fortress. A war room. A place for strategy and control. Sophia Mitchell isn’t just someone. She’s Nathan’s ex-wife. The woman caught in the wreckage of his empire. Whether she realizes it or not, she’s my problem now. A knock at the door pulls me from my thoughts. “Come in.” Bellion steps inside, his expression as unreadable as ever. He’s mastered the art of discretion ov
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SophiaThe shrill beeping of my alarm drags me out of sleep. With a groggy sigh, I blink against the dim morning light filtering in through the heavy curtains. My body feels like lead, every limb weighed down by exhaustion. Last night drained me—not just physically but mentally.I stare at the ceiling for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts. So much has changed in the past few weeks. And now, waking up in Alex Carter’s house of all places? That’s another thing I never could have predicted.I glance at my phone. No time to waste. My schedule is packed, and the last thing I need is to start the day feeling rushed.With a deep breath, I force myself out of bed. The guest room I’ve been given is luxurious, far too refined for someone just crashing for the night. Everything here is polished, elegant, and intimidatingly perfect. I half expect a hotel concierge to knock and ask if I need room service.Dragging my tired body to the bathroom, I flip on the light, rubbing my eyes before taki
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SophiaThe campus hums with life as students rush to their classes, backpacks slung over their shoulders, coffee cups in hand. I adjust the strap of my bag, clutching my schedule tightly as I scan the building numbers. Lecture Hall 5. I have no idea where it is.I stop a passing student, a tall guy with headphones around his neck. “Excuse me, do you know where Lecture Hall 5 is?”He barely glances at me, pointing vaguely to the left. “That way. Third building on the right.”“Thanks,” I say, but he’s already walking away.I hurry in the direction he pointed, my heels clicking against the pavement. I hate being late, especially on my first day in this class. The Director of Admissions mentioned it’s one of the most competitive courses in the business program. I can’t afford to make a bad impression.I find the building and push through the doors, scanning the room numbers. Lecture Hall 5 is at the end of the hallway. I slip inside just as the clock strikes the hour.The room is nothing
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SophiaBy the time my morning classes end, my brain feels overworked. Business ethics had been a debate-heavy session, and my marketing professor spent nearly an hour analyzing case studies that blurred the lines between innovation and manipulation. I should feel invigorated, but I don’t.Maybe it’s the lingering weight of Professor Grayson’s lecture. Or maybe it’s the growing awareness that I don’t truly belong here. At least, not yet.I need a break.The moment I step outside, the crisp air carries the scent of freshly brewed coffee and grilled food. The canteens on campus are bustling, filled with students laughing over meals, some buried in their laptops, others deep in hushed conversations.I pick one that looks both cozy and modern. The large glass windows allow plenty of sunlight inside, and the interior is a blend of soft wooden tones and industrial metal accents. A peaceful place—at least compared to the lecture halls.I step up to the counter and scan the menu. I don’t have
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ChloeThe rich aroma of roasted meat fills the kitchen, blending with the scent of the spiced vegetables I just finished sautéing. I stir the sauce one last time, letting the thick mixture coat the back of the spoon before I turn off the stove. Everything is coming together perfectly.Nathan likes it when I do this—when I slip into the role of the perfect wife. He enjoys the idea of a woman who takes care of him, who makes home feel like a sanctuary. Most days, I let the housekeepers handle the domestic details, but tonight is different. Tonight, I need something from him.I glance at the dining table, making sure everything is in place. Candles flicker softly, their glow bouncing off the polished silverware. A bottle of expensive wine sits in the center, ready to be poured. I smirk to myself. This is exactly the kind of setting that puts Nathan in a good mood.Once the final touches are done, I retreat to the bedroom. I take my time in the bathroom, running a hot bath and sinking int
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AlexI check my watch again. It’s been over an hour since Sophia was supposed to show up.At first, I tell myself she’s just running late. Maybe something came up—traffic, an extra class, a last-minute errand. But when my calls go unanswered and my messages stay unread, my patience wears thin.Something doesn’t feel right.I grab my car keys and head out, tracking her phone’s location to her new apartment. The logical part of my brain tells me I’m overreacting, but the other part—the one that’s seen how reckless my half-brother, Nathan can be—refuses to take chances.By the time I reach her building, it’s dark. I park haphazardly, slam the door shut, and make my way up. A neighbor, an older woman carrying a bag of groceries, gives me a suspicious look when I stop near her apartment door.“Looking for someone?” she asks.“Sophia Mitchell,” I reply, keeping my voice even. “She moved in recently.”The woman’s expression softens a little. “Ah, the young lady in 3B. I haven’t seen her much
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