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Chapter 7Nella's point of view “ You will know soon.” He said, deciding not to tell me why he saved me, he turned his broad shoulders at me, his presence wanting me to talk but calling him would draw attention, unfortunately his actions kept me lost in thought, I had my freedom for a few days.Meanwhile, before he left he stood by the doorway with the doctor talking in low tone before he stared at me, leaving a smirk on his face, the doctor came in removing the cuffs from my hands.The rough hospital gown brushed slightly against my skin, I swinged my legs over the side of the bed, the cold tiles sending a jolt through my feet.My body ached with any slight movement, I insisted and pushed my body forward.Each step towards the door felt like sin, the air filled with bleach and drugs, the weight of the building fell on my shoulders.I stretched my hands for the door handle, my fingers brushing against the metal when a strong hand caught my arm, stopping me halfway gone.I tilted my
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Nella's point of view I signed the contract with the memory of Oliver hitting my mind, a smile crept through my face, revenge through Micheal.“ Thank you!” I mouthed to no one at sight, I felt a burden fall from my shoulders, it has always been what I wanted and now I was happy.“ Anything to bring Oliver down was worth it.” I said to the nurse, she lifted her eyebrows in confusion.Michael drove me to one of his houses. The mansion was mind blowing. I have seen a lot of buildings but the one in front of was gigantic and intimidating.The house felt empty. I believe I can make peace with this place, but peace isn't something I was assured just by getting my life, at the cost of giving out a secret?It better be just a secret, I thought while trying to climb down the door.“ Wait, I will get that for you.” He said walking to the other side to open the door, my eyes flared in shock wasn't he the mean man I encountered hours ago?I stepped down from the car, he held my hands walking i
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Nella's point of view The velvet of my dress clung to my skin, the fabric heavy with the weight of the night. The moment Michael led me through the grand entrance, the air changed, thick with whispers, camera flashes igniting the space like lightning. The scent of champagne, expensive cologne, and polished marble mixed with the tension pressing against my ribs. They were all looking at me.Every step forward felt like walking through fire, the heat of their gazes burning into my skin. The glittering hall stretched endlessly, filled with men in crisp suits and women draped in silk, their eyes flickering between Michael and me with silent speculation. Who was she? Their hushed voices coiled around me, their curiosity sharp, invasive.A swarm of reporters surged forward, their microphones extending like weapons. Questions flew like daggers. "Mr. Hills, is this your wife?" "Mrs. Hills, where have you been all these years?" "Is it true you faked your death?" Their voices overlapped, the
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Nella's point of view Coming up the stage the moments I had earlier replayed in my head, the towering glass walls of Hills Inc. reflected the sky, casting sharp, fractured images of the world outside. My heels clicked against the polished marble floors, echoing in the vast, open space. The air inside carried the scent of fresh coffee, printer ink, and something colder, my shoulders high as my aura dripping with resentment. The moment I stretched my legs into the entrance, the atmosphere shifted, tightening like a noose, as it became hard to take in.A ripple of whispers spread across the lobby, hushed but sharp, my ears collected the sounds.“She really showed up.” A voice, low and filled with amusement with their straight face slightly lifted.“I thought he would’ve been done with her by now.” Another voice came from the end, filled with quiet disdain.My spine remained straight, my expression blank, but under the surface, something inside me curled—not with shame, but with qu
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The heavy glass doors of Hills Inc. reflected the city skyline, a distorted mirror of the world outside. Nella stepped through, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floors, the sound slicing through the hushed murmurs that filled the vast, open space. They were already talking.Eyes flickered toward her, curiosity laced with thinly veiled resentment. She felt it in the way their voices lowered as she passed, in the barely concealed smirks exchanged between colleagues who thought she didn’t belong. Let them wonder. Let them whisper. It changed nothing.The conference room was colder, lined with glass walls that did little to mute the tension curling through the air. Executives sat in neat rows, their gazes flickering between her and Michael, their expressions unreadable. She knew what they saw—an outsider, a woman with no history in business, yet standing beside one of the most powerful men in the industry.Michael leaned back in his chair, one hand resting lazily aga
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Nella's point of view.I could tell Micheal was surprised with how much power I could hold at the moment as though he didn't have a hand in it.“ But why are you surprised? Didn't you threaten you must overtake Oliver… uhm the Quinn's enterprise?”“ I'm not surprised, you look weak unlike your actions.” He said with a raised chin, while looking at me through his glasses.“ Well, you want a dark feminine energy visible on my face?” I asked, raising my brows as I sip the hot coffee.“ I didn't say that, just that you make people underestimate you then you step on them leaving them at the brick of death.”. He said with a smile focusing on his face.“ Well, isn't that what you want for him?” I said arranging some files at my corner knowing it was Oliver.“ That is what I want, Tesoro .” He said in a low tone.“ What did you say last?” I asked, the language seemed off and he speaks strange languages over the call most times.“ We have an exclusive business event, you need to attend Nella.
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Daniella’s point of view The event went well and I was back walking into the office, I could see the face of the workers.A gossip must be going on, looks like they don't know what I can do because of gossips.I heard the office talking in low tones with voices just loud enough to be heard but quiet enough to avoid outright confrontation. I felt the weight of their words before I even heard them."She was nobody before him.""Michael only keeps her around because she amuses him.""She thinks she’s untouchable, but everyone knows she won’t last."The words slithered through the air, laced with smug certainty, meant to chip away at me. They didn’t. I adjusted my bracelet, my expression composed, my posture effortless. Let them talk. Let them weave their stories. It changed nothing, I will fire them to let them understand but someone will be behind it.Marilyn sat near the far end of the executive lounge, her eyes sharp, lips curved into something too calculated to be a real smile. She
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Daniella’s point of view “ Oh, come here, I'm not done with you!.” Micheal said, turning me back to the initial close position we were in, but this time he held my shaking hands together with one of his hands and the other placed on my neck was a five finger necklace.“Are you putting up an act to hurt Marilyn?!” I asked in a low voice affected by the tickles spreading through my body with my breath hitting his neck as I controlled my hands, I couldn't feel my hands shake again.“ hm, since she wants to watch, let's put on a show for her, so she can watch.” he whispered in my ear.“ Micheal, don't you think you're going too far?!” I said my legs melting, our intense eye contact making me bite my tongue.He smirked trying to place his lips on mine.“Oh fuck it.” I pushed him far away from my lower body part, his butt landing on the chair behind him. I walked closer to him, pulled his tie and leaned closer to him.“This is better than yours.” I made our nose touch rubbing them lightly,
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Michael's point of viewThe rain came in thin sheets, slicking the windows and whispering against the glass like a confession no one wanted to make. My fingers curled tighter around the edge of the desk, knuckles paling beneath the tension. Danielle hadn’t returned my last call. Or the one before that. Silence from her wasn't unfamiliar, but it never came without a price.The office light cast sharp angles across the dark wood of the room. Everything around me was too clean, too still. The kind of quiet that made you realize something had shifted—subtly, but irrevocably.A knock disrupted the hush. It was soft, hesitant."Come in," I said, voice even, betraying nothing.Eliza stepped in, her posture too straight, her face too controlled. That alone made my chest tighten. Eliza never walked on eggshells unless there was something sharp beneath her feet."She went to the old estate," she said, pausing just long enough for her words to sting. "Alone."I didn’t answer. I pushed the chair
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Danielle's Point of ViewThe rain came without warning, crashing against the windows like a thousand tiny drums, drowning the silence in Michael's study. I stood near the fireplace, its warmth brushing my skin, though it did nothing to ease the cold growing beneath it. The flames danced but gave no comfort.Michael had been gone for hours. He left with one promise clinging to his back like a shadow: tonight, it ends.I didn’t ask how. I didn’t need to. The look in his eyes had been enough.The storm outside matched the one twisting inside me. I paced, palms damp, heartbeat caught between anticipation and dread. My mind replayed everything that led us here. Every betrayal. Every deal. Every kiss that lingered too long. Every moment I convinced myself I didn’t care.A sharp knock split the air.I turned.The door creaked open.Michael stood there, soaked to the bone, hair clinging to his forehead, blood trickling from his lip.He didn’t speak at first. Just stepped in slowly, eyes locki
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Danielle’s Point of ViewThe wind howled outside the mansion as if echoing the storm inside me. I stood at the edge of the hallway, the lights dim, casting long shadows along the marble floors. Michael hadn’t returned since the meeting. Hours had passed, and each second dug its claws deeper into my chest. Something was wrong. I felt it not in my mind, but in the quiet protest of my bones, in the chill that refused to leave my skin.The staff moved like ghosts around me, their eyes dropping whenever I passed. They knew something, or maybe they sensed it too. The air felt heavy, like it was holding its breath with me.My phone buzzed on the console table beside the stairs. I didn’t rush. I couldn’t. My body was too tightly wound, my heart too loud in my ears. I picked it up slowly, the screen casting a pale glow against my face. One message. One name.Leo."It’s done. The board’s vote was unanimous. He’s out."I didn’t breathe. I stared at the words until they blurred. My thumb hovered
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Danielle's Point of ViewThe silence in the study wasn't silent at all.It buzzed. Low, constant, like the humming of invisible wires strung too tight between me and the man sitting across from me. Michael sat there, hands steepled under his chin, his gaze unreadable, unreadably dangerous.I stood with my arms folded, the firelight catching the edge of my bracelet—a gift from him, but tonight it felt like a shackle.He hadn't spoken in minutes.Neither had I.But it wasn't silence. Not really.It was the tension that spoke, the quiet that screamed."Say it," I said finally, my voice thin but not weak.His eyes didn't blink. "You met with Elijah."I swallowed.He already knew."And you already knew that when you asked me to sit down. So what is this? A performance?"Michael rose slowly from his chair, the leather creaking under the shift of his weight. He moved toward the window, hands in his pockets, the movement deceptively casual."You went alone."The window reflected both of us. M
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 35
Danielle's Point of ViewThe rain painted the glass in streaks, soft drumming tapping against the tall windows of Michael's study. The fire crackled in the hearth, but no warmth reached me. I stood at the far end of the room, arms wrapped around myself, watching the storm blur the night into nothing. The silence between us had stretched for too long, taut like a string on the edge of snapping.Michael was behind me, his presence unmistakable even in silence. I didn’t need to turn to know his posture—hands in his pockets, gaze fixed, unreadable. The way he looked at me lately... like he was seeing more than I wanted him to. Like he was waiting for something I hadn't decided to give."You haven’t said a word in hours," he finally murmured.His voice didn’t startle me. It never did. It crawled beneath my skin, settled there, and stayed."What would you like me to say?" I asked, my voice low, almost swallowed by the storm.He didn’t answer immediately. I heard the faint creak of the leath
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Danielle's point of viewThe warmth of Michael's hand still lingered against mine as I sat in the quiet of my bedroom, the fire flickering low in the hearth. The silence felt different now—not sharp or cold, but suspended, like a breath waiting to be exhaled. I stared at the shadows dancing across the ceiling, replaying his words.You are more.It should have felt validating. It should have filled the spaces I had carved inside myself to survive. But instead, it unearthed something deeper, something I wasn't ready to name.The moonlight pooled across the floor, bathing the marble in silver. I stepped toward the window, pulling the curtain aside. The garden below was still, the roses trimmed, the hedges perfect. Too perfect.Just like everything else in this house.I heard him before I saw him. Michael's gait, deliberate and slow, the whisper of his shoes against the hall runner. I didn't move when the door opened.He paused at the threshold. For a moment, neither of us said a word."I
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 33
Michael's point of viewThe hallway lights flickered once as I leaned against the polished marble column, the low hum of the chandelier above me swinging in rhythm with the silence Danielle left behind. Her scent still lingered in the space, sharp like defiance and warm like grief. I had memorized the sound of her heels—three clicks short of the door, then nothing. She hadn’t looked back.My fingers curled tighter around the glass I hadn’t sipped. The whiskey burned more in thought than taste.I had seen it in her eyes before she left: not anger. Worse. Restraint. She hadn’t yelled, hadn’t fought. She had walked away with grace carved from stone. That was how I knew I’d gone too far.Ed's voice echoed in my head, something he'd said weeks ago, about knowing when to stop testing the fire before you end up burned. But I had struck matches for years. It was how I controlled the chaos. It was how I learned who people truly were.But Danielle? She was the first person who refused to flinch
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 32
Daniella's point of view The hallway felt colder than it should. My bare feet brushed over the marble as I walked, my body trembling—not from the chill, but from the war inside me. I could still hear him. I love you. The words rang in my ears like sirens. Not soft. Not sweet. They came out like a confession from a man on the edge of losing everything.And I didn’t know what terrified me more—that he meant them… or that I wanted to believe him.I gripped the banister as I descended the staircase, my nails digging into the polished wood. My breath came in shallow pulls. Not from exertion. From restraint. If I let go for even a second, the dam inside me would burst. And I couldn't afford to break. Not now. Not when everything was unraveling.Michael had the file.Michael had always had the truth.My father’s blood was still fresh in my memory. Still dripping in my dreams. And the man who claimed to love me had been holding the blade of that truth the entire time.I reached the bottom st
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 31
Michael's point of view I sat in the study, the firelight casting long shadows against the shelves, licking the edges of the leather-bound history I had inherited but never asked for. The glass in my hand sweated beneath my fingers. Bourbon—something sharp and heavy enough to anchor the mess clawing at my chest.Danielle’s perfume still clung to the air. Something floral, but grounded. Like her—elegant, poised, yet rooted in something too real for the world I’d tried to fit her into. I’d watched her tonight. Really watched her. She was unraveling, but not in the way I expected. Not from weakness. From strength. It should have pleased me.It didn’t.The door creaked open behind me.“Are you going to sit in the dark all night?” Vincent asked.I didn’t look at him. “Maybe.”He moved closer, poured himself a drink without asking. That’s how we operated—on habit, not invitation.“She’s slipping through your fingers,” he said after a beat.I turned slowly. “You think I don’t know that?”“S
