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BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 75
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Night stretched on, but his will to find her only intensified. He would stop at nothing, go wherever she was, to find her.Benedict stood by the window, his silhouette framed against the glow of the city lights. The world outside seemed vast and indifferent, but he refused to let it swallow his determination. His mind replayed moments from their time together—Sabrina’s laughter, the way her eyes sparkled when she spoke about her dreams, the quiet strength she carried even in the face of adversity.He had let her slip once through his hands. He had lost her because of his pride and blindness brought about by his ambition. And now, no way. This time, he would do all that it takes to bridge the chasm that stood between them.He picked up his phone, scrolled through contact after contact until finally his private investigator appeared on the screen. With a deep breath, he picked the call."It's me," he said, as soon as the connection happened. His tone was firm and unyielding. "I need you
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For Clara Hemp, love was never a mere emotion-it was a destination. And Benedict was not just anybody; he was the man she had loved since college-the man she was sure of being able to make happy.In her mind, every step she took was deliberate, calculated. She wasn't chasing some old flame; she was building a future, one where Benedict could finally leave the pain of his past behind. The dinners, the conversations, even the seemingly casual text messages—each was part of her plan to secure a place in his life.She believed in herself, in her charm and intelligence. She was always the queen of the room she walked into. Now, she was going to reclaim that role in Benedict's life. "He needs me," she told herself. "He just doesn't know it yet."Still, a part of her felt a flicker of insecurity. She couldn't ignore the unspoken presence of Sabrina in Benedict's life. Though he was polite and engaging, there was a part of him that felt distant, like he was still tethered to someone who wasn'
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As the cool night breeze swept through the house that her Grandma Wendy bought for them in Paris, Sabrina sat by the window, thoughts pulling her back to a time she had tried so hard to forget. The memories came rushing in, uninvited, as if the mention of Clara had unlocked a door she kept firmly shut.Four years ago, when she and her mother, Leila, were maids for Benedict's family, life had been easy, though filled with quiet struggles. She recalled how Benedict's laughter would carry through the halls when his friends came over, the sound carrying all the way to the kitchen where she helped her mother prepare meals.And then, there was her. Clara Hemp.Sabrina had never met Clara back then, but she knew her name all too well. Benedict's friends would bring her up endlessly—how beautiful she was, how smart and confident, the queen of their college campus. Benedict, too, would speak of her in a way that made Sabrina's heart ache in silence.Sabrina couldn't dismiss those words. They s
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The next day, sitting in his office, the concentration of Benedict was broken by the sound of the door opening. He looked up with a jerk of his head and saw Clara standing there with a mischievous smile across her face and a takeaway bag slung over her arm. "Hey," she chirped, her voice light and casual. "I was just in the area and thought I'd bring some lunch. Hope you don't mind some company. Benedict blinked, caught off guard for a moment. He hadn't expected her to just appear like this. "Clara, you didn't have to do that," he said, standing up from his desk, hesitating. "But. I guess I could use a break. Thanks for the food. She stepped into the room with confident grace, with soft clicking heels on the floor. Clara placed the bag at the table, deliberate in the action, showing what enticement lay within: not complicated but all of him. She could see there had been thought in it — everything he liked, yet nothing too complicated, just that little gesture to show how much she car
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The words hung between them, heavier than he had expected; for a moment, Benedict couldn't shake the feeling that Clara's intentions were more than casual conversation. Yet, before he could process his thoughts further, she sat back in her chair, picking up her fork again and changing the subject.Still, Benedict had to admit that this lunch was far from being a meal at its core. It was another step—a quiet, measured step by Clara to retake her position in his life, to remind him she was still there and interested and waiting. Though he tried hard to banish the feeling, part of him wondered if he ought to shut her out wholly. Clara was starting to seduce Benedict.Clara's subtleties were not lost on Benedict. Leaning a little in close as they continued eating, her voice softens as she speaks words apparently individually handpicked for their spot, every smile a little more inviting than the last. The glint in her eyes, the way she leaned her head to one side as she spoke, it was all p
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Sabrina spent the past months working tirelessly to bring into her life the things that she desired for herself and for Saben. She was not the woman who lived in Benedict's world, shrouded by uncertainty of whether she even belonged. Today, she was ready to forge a new future for herself, a future where her talents would be known and her ambitions would speak and be listened to as a master of success.Her interest in fashion was something that had begun slowly almost as a hobby. She just started drawing designs during her spare time, letting her mind flow onto paper. The months, however, increased her attraction to the fashion art. It was not clothes; it was about self-expression, identity, and how a design could transform someone. She wanted to put that feeling into life.One night, as she sat at her tiny but snug apartment at the sewing machine, Sabrina's eyes fell on the accumulation of the last several years' old stuff- leathers and fabrics of course, some vintage, pieces she alwa
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One day, while Sabrina was working on a new design—a sleek, black leather bag with gold accents—her grandmother said something that would become the turning point of her journey."You finish your education, Sabrina," Wendy said gently. "You've gotten so far on your own, but to complete it's not the same. It makes you stronger, more prepared for the business world, which isn't always easy. Knowledge will be your arsenal. You will have what it takes to move ahead."Sabrina sat in silence for a time, pondering what her grandmother had told her. She had gone off to college many years before all this blew up with Benedict. For a long time, she'd shelved dreams as if they could be restarted, that perhaps she hadn't got time nor ability to return to those aspirations. As she glanced over the life she was slowly but steadily building, there wasn't really a good reason she couldn't go back to school and finish it off."I always wanted to finish my degree,mom" Sabrina confessed, her voice full
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The days of Benedict were a whirlwind of meetings, phone calls, and endless negotiations. His company, Thompson Enterprises, had become a big deal in the business world, and he threw all his energy into it. Each day brought new challenges: high-profile clients, lucrative partnerships, and constant pressure to be ahead of the game. He was a performer who enjoyed the corporate game and loved being under pressure.But lately, there was one constant he couldn't shake: Clara Hemp.Whether it was a glamorous gala, a crucial business meeting, or a seemingly casual lunch for networking, Clara always seemed to be there, her presence woven into the fabric of his professional life. With her sweet face and social finesse, she was an asset in any room, handling corporate circles with a mastery hard to deny. Such skill unnerved Benedict somewhat; he couldn't stop noticing how she positioned herself indispensably.At the presentation of a new international client, Benedict glanced at Clara sitting c
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Her fingers stroked the material. "Okay," she breathed.The boutique manager came back once more, and Eliana smiled, her voice more even now. "We'll take this one.""Good choice, Miss Thompson." The manager clicked her fingers together, obviously delighted. "We'll have it steamed and wrapped up to deliver this evening, or would you like to take it with you?"He rested against the door of the fitting room, arms crossed, suit perfect, tie razor-sharp—but jaw clenched, eyes contained, tracking her each movement in the mirror."You're staring," she said without raising her gaze."You knew you would."Eliana swung around reluctantly, glancing at him.The way he regarded her—it wasn't admiration. It was possession, and something in his eyes that bordered on restraint."Well?" she breathed. "Too much?"His gaze dropped to the V of the neckline, black, and up to her face."It's perfect," he said softly. "Perilously perfect."A silence. The whir of the boutique died under weight of air between
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There was silence. Alexa was always too professional ever to say anything that wasn't absolutely imperative, but Eliana could almost feel the twitch of interest in the static."Oh, of course, ma'am. I'll alert Mr. Wolfe right away."The intercom clicked off.Eliana slowly breathing out through her nose, her fingers running along the top of the desk as if signing the lines of her own doubt.Why does the ring of his name feel like pulling on wire that had twisted hard against her ribcage?Damian Wolfe. Her shadow. Her bodyguard. The man whose lips whispered softly, and whose eyes whispered too loudly, leaving her quivering.It was not right—the way he gazed at her. The way he avoided gazing at her when he should have.As Nathaniel had been comfortable with the old version of her… Damian was comfortable with the woman she wasn't yet. With the one with burning rage, fear, and smoldering lust all twisted up in one.She sat back from her computer screen, attempting to escape in work, but he
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She did not scroll to the top of her phone contact list. She did not have to. Damian Wolfe was the first on everyone else's list—just like Nathaniel Carter was. Two names. Two men. One choice she'd never been able to make.Until today.Her thumb was still hovering, her breathing even.One telephone call changed the direction of her life.Before she could get cold feet, she heard footsteps—heavy, slow, familiar.She turned.Damian stood in the doorway to her office.And something about the way he was looking at her—as if she were his shelter and his tempest—stole her breath."Eliana," he said softly. "I'm not going to press you. I swear. I just. I needed to confirm that you were okay.""I am not," Eliana said softly. "But I will be."He bobbed his head. "Good. Because I've watched you shatter and remade myself. I understand how strong you can be once you finally begin not to attempt to flee from yourself."There was something primal in his gaze, something smothered yet deeply well-wrou
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Vincent smiled at her. "Does your security detail have a habit of crashing high-level meetings?"Noelle smiled to himself as he put away the tray."Men, take a five."Reluctance was there, but Vincent finally relented. "As you desire, bella."The others flowed out of the room, and he was left alone with her.Eliana stood in front of Damian, arms crossed, but her voice was filled with softness. "You didn't need to defend me like that."He leaned in over her. "I wasn't sticking up for you. I was reminding them who the hell you are.""I know who I am.""Then why are you allowing this world to destroy you just so you won't hurt?" His words cut her like glass."I'm not avoiding—You haven't even cried," Damian breathed, pulling another closer to her. "Not for the disaster Harper created. Not for Nathaniel. Not even for you."She pulled her face away. "If I do, I would not be able to stop."She waited. Then:"I'd defend you if you did."Her eyes were burning. She raised her face, and there
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She hauled herself up, carefully brushing her matted hair out of her face, her heart slowed a bit now. More confident. Less frantic.Her gaze returned to the phone.No new messages.And for once, that didn't sting like abandonment.It felt like freedom.She stood, walked barefoot into the kitchen, and poured the forgotten tea down the drain. It had cooled. Like the version of herself who sat around waiting for someone else to pick her.That version had fallen silent now, too.A vibration on the counter startled her.Damian.Just his name. No note. Just a missed call.She gazed at it forever, then she murdered the screen's power. She wasn't ready—not for him, not yet. Perhaps never.She moved to the living room, attracted by the hum of the television behind her. Her brother's form glowed under the blue light, stretched out on the couch with a pillow over his face as if he hadn't intended to sleep but the rest of the world had otherwise."Saben?" she whispered.He groaned. "Mmhmm?""Did
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The door closed gently, but to Eliana it was a gunshot.Her spine against the wood, she was frozen, her breathing barely more than a stillness. Her voice was still stuck in her throat, her heart bruising under the words she had said to Nathaniel-the words she had only recently realized for herself. "What have I done?" Eliana whispered into the silence, her voice faltering slightly.The Thompson estates did hulk over her in oppressive silence. The sort that did not forgive-it judged.Stumbling, she fell to the couch with her knees buckling under her. Her hand brushed against the thick cushion next to her, which Nathaniel would lean against for drawing her into himself and whisper, "You feel like home.""Then why do I feel so far from it now?" she whispered.Her phone flashed when she answered it. No messages. No missed calls. No apologies. No begging. No promises. Just her. Alone. With the wreckage of something she couldn't fix.She stared at Damian's name burning on her screen. Her t
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Eliana resolved to speak with Nathaniel.Nathaniel's presidential suite door was too intimate. It repelled her.She’d memorized the weight of her hand knocking on it. The scent of his cedarwood cologne that always lingered in the hallway. The way her heart used to leap—used to believe—that she belonged here.But now, everything felt quieter.Not empty. Just. still.He opened the door after two knocks, like he’d been waiting. Like he knew.“Eliana.” His voice cracked the silence like thunder rolling in slow motion. “You’re here.”She nodded, catching her breath.He hadn't slept. Rumpled shirt, rolled-up sleeves. Hair ever so slightly too messy. Eyes ever so slightly too shattered.As if he'd been injured by her very indecision."May I enter?" she asked, knowing the response in advance. Nathaniel stepped aside. "You don't need permission."She entered as if it would be her last time ever pushing the door open.He stood there with arms crossed over chest, shoulder blade against the wall
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The sun filtered a reluctant angle over Eliana's headboard blinds, tinting the floor in pale golden stripes as if someone was trying to make amends for a bitter, long-fought battle. She was lying on her side, the crescent moon charm still amazing her palm, her fingers clenched around it as if it might prevent her heart from breaking into fragments.But there was reality—that her heart was already broken. In more than one place.Tap. Light. Soothing."Enter," she breathed, already suspecting who it was.Sabrina entered, loose linen thrown over her, bearing a tray full of hot tea. She put it down on the floor without a word at all, eyes drinking in the broken pieces of her daughter's mind.Eliana sat up, legs tucked under her, hair wet from last night's rain. "May I ask you something?" she asked."Always," Sabrina replied, sitting on the bed, facing her."How did you know?" Eliana's voice broke. "How did you know Dad was the one? Was it easy?"Sabrina's eyes softened. "No. God, no. It w
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The storm was over, but the earthy scent of the rain remained. Fragile mist curled from the window panes of Eliana's room; now the sun had to struggle to break free from the clouds, while everything around looked bathed in soft golden light. The world looked washed clean—fresh, mysterious, like a blank page with wet ink smeared at the edges.Eliana sat on the edge of her bed, the silver crescent pendant sitting quietly in her palm. She smoothed its curve with her thumb repeatedly, as though it would somehow open up a hidden answer to her if she pressed hard enough.The sketch Saben left lay beside her, and she’d stared at it until the ink seemed to blur and reshape itself. Damian on one side. Nathaniel on the other. And her—right in the middle, like a bridge being pulled at both ends.She hadn’t slept. Not really. Just drifted in and out of thoughts so loud they echoed inside her skull."You’re the shadow that never departed.""You were the light when I was shattering."Two truths. Tw
