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Felix POVI sit behind my desk, fingers tapping lightly against the polished mahogany surface as I wait. The air in my office feels heavier than usual, the silence pressing in around me. The minutes stretch longer than they should. I know I’m being irrational—this is a simple matter, a minor inconvenience—but something about Leah’s unresponsiveness gnaws at me.Then, finally, the phone on my desk buzzes. Judith.I pick it up immediately. “What did they find?”Her voice is calm, efficient as always. “Mr. Carrington, the men checked the penthouse. Leah is not there.”I exhale slowly, tension ebbing, but not disappearing entirely. “Did they find anything unusual?”“No signs of forced entry, no disturbances. The apartment is intact. However, from what they observed, it appears that she left willingly. They couldn’t determine when she would return.”A pause.“I see,” I say, leaning back in my chair.This is not the worst news I could have received. At least I know she hasn’t been abducted.
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Leah's POVThe moment I step off the plane, the warm Mediterranean air envelops me, carrying the scent of salt and sun-warmed stone. Greece. A place I had always dreamed of visiting. Now, I finally had the chance. The timing wasn’t ideal, but maybe this was the perfect opportunity—an escape from everything weighing me down.I pull out my phone and stare at the endless list of missed calls—my father, Ethan, Judith, even Cece. I know they’re worried, but I can’t deal with them right now. Talking to any of them would mean explaining, justifying, confronting. I’m not ready for that. Maybe I never will be.Without hesitation, I switch my phone to airplane mode—not that I need to, since I’ve ignored every call anyway—and shove it deep into my bag. For once, I need silence.Outside, I hail a cab, giving the driver the name of the hotel where I had made a reservation. The ride is smooth, the city unfolding around me in a blur of ancient ruins, narrow streets, and flashes of blue sea in the di
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Leah’s POVThe rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore echoes through my open balcony doors, blending with the soft hum of the city beyond. The morning sunlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting golden streaks across the plush bedding. I should feel relaxed. I should feel at peace.But I don’t.I stretch out on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind restless despite my body’s exhaustion. Last night, I had barely slept. My thoughts had been too loud, too persistent, pulling me into a spiral of guilt and uncertainty.Everything about this trip had been so impulsive, so out of character for me. I’ve never been the type to just pack up and leave like this. My father must be livid.My phone sits on the nightstand, its screen lighting up every few minutes with missed calls and unread messages. I haven’t turned it off—I just can’t bring myself to answer. I know my father has called. More than once. I know Ethan must have, too. And I know Cece is probably worried sick.
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Ethan’s POVI swirl the amber liquid in my glass, watching the ice cubes clink against the sides. The city stretches out before me through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, but I barely notice it. My mind is elsewhere. On her.Leah.My phone sits on the table, dark and silent. No messages. No missed calls. Just emptiness.I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve called her. How many texts I’ve sent. She’s ignoring me. She’s never ignored me like this before.I exhale sharply, pressing my thumb and forefinger against my temples. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Leah was supposed to be mine. She was supposed to be by my side, smiling, trusting, believing every word I told her.Everything had been perfect—until it wasn’t.I played my part flawlessly. I gave her everything she wanted, everything she needed. I was the perfect boyfriend, the perfect choice. Steady. Reliable. The man she could count on.And she was mine. Until Dwight came back.I grip my glass tighter at the thought
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Dwight’s POVThe airport blurs around me, a chaotic mix of voices, footsteps, and the distant hum of jet engines. I don’t pay attention to any of it. My focus is singular. My steps are fast, my pulse relentless. I move with purpose, my jaw tight, my mind set.Carter is already waiting near the private terminal, his stance straight, expression unreadable. He never asks questions, never pries. That’s why he’s the only person I trust with things like this.“Everything’s set, sir,” he says as I approach. “The jet is fueled and ready. I’ve stocked the cabin with everything you might need—clothes, essentials, the usual.”I barely acknowledge him with a nod, climbing the stairs two at a time. The flight crew offers polite greetings as I pass, but I don’t respond. I head straight for my seat, sinking into the leather with a heavy breath.The engines hum beneath me, vibrating softly, a reminder that the moment we take off, there’s no turning back.I pull out my phone and see one missed call fr
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Leah’s POV The soft hum of Athens at night filters through my hotel window, the distant chatter of locals blending with the rhythm of a city that never quite sleeps. Even though exhaustion tugs at my limbs, my mind refuses to quiet.I thought putting an ocean between me and my past would help. That the distance would dull the thoughts, ease the ache. But it turns out, no amount of miles can quench the affection still lingering in my chest.Dwight is still there. In every corner of my mind.I groan, pressing my fingers against my temples as I sit on the edge of my bed. This wasn’t the plan. I didn’t fly to Greece to mope. I came to breathe. To reclaim a part of myself that I had lost somewhere between heartbreak and pretending to be okay.I glance at my phone, searching for something—anything—to pull me out of my own head. And then I see it.Cine Thisio.An open-air cinema, nestled in the heart of Athens. The kind of place that feels like stepping back in time, where the air is filled
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Dwight’s POVThe glow of my phone screen is the only light in the dimly lit cabin. I’ve been staring at it for too long, checking and rechecking for updates. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, as the jet cuts through the night sky.Then, finally, my phone vibrates. A new message from Parker.Parker: She stepped out of her suite. Looks like she’s going out. She’s alone.That’s it. No details about where she’s heading. No insight into her plans. Just a confirmation that she’s no longer tucked away inside her room.I exhale sharply, rubbing a hand across my jaw.She’s alone.It shouldn’t matter, but it does.I don’t waste time replying. Instead, I push out of my seat, already unbuttoning my cuffs as I move to the cabin’s small en-suite. I glance at myself in the mirror—tired, tense, but focused. I splash cold water on my face, letting it wake me up. I need to be clear-headed when I see her.Because I will see her.By the time the jet lands in Athens, I’ve already made up my mind. I’
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Dwight’s POV"You didn’t have to come," she says. But that's not a plea to leave.She doesn’t tell me to leave.She doesn’t move.For a long moment, we just stand there, locked in some unspoken war. Her pulse beats fast under my fingers, but she doesn’t yank her wrist away. And I don’t let go.Not yet.Leah is the first to break the silence. “I don’t want anyone blowing hot and cold on me, Dwight.” Her voice is quiet but firm, laced with a weight that tells me this isn’t just about tonight.I already know what she means.She’s talking about everything—the way I pulled her back in only to push her away again. The easy camaraderie we had whole we auditioned models. The fun at the restaurant we'd gone to eat at, before she'd blurted out her plans and I'd gone cold on her. She exhales sharply, shaking her head. “I’ve seen it, Dwight. It’s easy for you. You compartmentalize, push things aside, and act like we never existed. Like I never mattered.”A muscle ticks in my jaw. That shouldn’t
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(Leah’s POV)The phone sits in my palm, the screen illuminated with a single voicemail notification.Dad.My thumb hovers over the play button, hesitating, even though I know I have no choice but to listen. There’s a quiet, sinking feeling in my chest as I prepare myself for what’s coming. My father never leaves voicemails. If he calls and I don’t pick up, he simply moves on—because Felix Carrington does not repeat himself.But this time, he did.I press play.Static crackles for a moment before his voice comes through, deep and controlled, but unmistakably tight."Leah."He pauses."Call me back when you get this."Another pause. A sharp exhale. His next words are quieter, rougher around the edges."I need to know you’re alright."And then, the voicemail ends.I sit there, frozen, the weight of those five words sinking into me. I need to know you’re alright.It’s not an order. Not a command. It’s something else. Something I’m not used to hearing from him.Something close to worry.My
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Felix’s POVThe house is silent. Too silent.I sit in the dimly lit study, a half-empty glass of whiskey resting on the desk beside me. The amber liquid catches the glow of the desk lamp, flickering like dying embers, but it does nothing to warm me. Nothing does. Not anymore.The air in here feels stale, the kind of stillness that settles when a place has been left untouched for too long. I don’t remember the last time I had company in this house. Not real company. Not the kind that fills a place with laughter, movement, life.My fingers tighten around the glass. I take a slow sip, the burn of the alcohol cutting through the numbness creeping into my bones. I used to hate whiskey. Now, it keeps me company more than anyone else.I exhale, rubbing a hand over my face, my mind spiraling in one direction, over and over again.Leah.Where is she? Is she safe? Is she thinking about me the way I’m thinking about her?The thought of anything happening to her sends ice through my veins. The ki
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Dwight’s POVThe hum of the jet is steady, a low vibration that fills the silence. But Dwight isn’t listening to it. He’s gripping his phone so tightly that his knuckles turn white.Two workshops. Gone.The first call had been bad enough—a fire, a total loss. But the second? That was no accident. He knows it deep in his gut.He leans back in his seat, staring at the glass of whiskey untouched on the table before him. His mind is racing, threading through every possibility, every enemy he’s made over the years.This wasn’t some random misfortune. Someone did this.The problem is, he doesn’t know who.Glimmr has competitors, plenty of them. People who’d love to see him fail, even if they don’t know he’s the one pulling the strings behind the brand. But outright sabotage? Arson? That’s a different level of hostility.And whoever did it made sure there was nothing left behind. No trace. No evidence of arson. No trails.Scrubbed clean.Dwight exhales sharply and presses the call button. He
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Ethan’s POV“Is it done?”“Yes, sir.”“Good,” I mutter.The world sees chaos as an accident. A tragic, unfortunate event.I see it as strategy.My glass rests against my lips, the whiskey burning down my throat as I watch the city below. A storm of lights flickers through the skyline, but my mind is elsewhere—on a different kind of fire. One that has already turned a part of Dwight’s empire to ash.I set the glass down with a quiet clink, my pulse steady, my satisfaction quiet but absolute.This moment should feel like victory. And in many ways, it is. The first strike has been made. A calculated, well-executed move that no one will suspect. By morning, the news will break—one of Glimmr’s major workshops, up in flames, reduced to nothing but ash and twisted metal.A tragic accident, they’ll call it.An unfortunate loss.And Dwight?He’ll know better.That’s the beauty of it. No one will point fingers. There will be no investigations, no trails leading back to me. Just whispers. Just u
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Dwight’s POVLeah’s words cut through me like a blade, sharp and precise, leaving behind a wound that refuses to close."You never gave me a chance to choose."She’s still looking at me, her eyes burning with hurt, anger, and something else—something unspoken but undeniably there. The weight of it settles in my chest, suffocating, pressing down with the full force of every mistake I’ve made.I rake a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. I had thought leaving had been the hardest thing I’d ever done. But standing here, seeing the pain my absence caused her, knowing that I was the reason she spent years believing she wasn’t enough—it’s unbearable.And yet, even now, with so much standing between us, I can’t stop looking at her.She’s still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.The silk of her nightwear clings to her in a way that makes it impossible not to notice every curve, every dip of her body. The soft glow from the lamp casts a warm hue across her skin, highlighting the deli
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Leah’s POVThe night drags on, stretching endlessly as I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling. Sleep remains elusive, chased away by the endless cycle of thoughts circling in my head. No matter how much I try to push them away, they keep coming back—Dwight’s words, Cece’s questions, the gnawing uncertainty that refuses to let me rest.I turn onto my side, gripping the sheets. The weight of everything presses down on me. I had spent years believing Dwight had chosen to leave. Years convincing myself that, for some reason, I wasn’t enough to make him stay. And now, with one revelation, the past has been rewritten.I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to slow my racing heart.I had searched for him. After he disappeared, I had called, emailed, even gone to his office. But I had always been met with silence, with a void where he should have been. Eventually, I had stopped searching. I had forced myself to move on.But had I really?If I had, why does it still hurt this much?I exhale sharply and
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Leah’s POVThe silence in my hotel room feels heavier now.I sit on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone, but my mind is still caught in the last hour—still replaying Dwight’s words over and over."I was taken, Leah. Held captive. Tortured."I press my palms against my temples, my breathing uneven.Maybe I should take a shower. Maybe that would help calm me. I step into the glass stall and switch on the overhead shower, sighing as the lukewarm water pelts my skin.But even the heady sensation of warm water does nothing to quell the endless thoughts swirling in my head.I don’t know how to process this.I can’t process this.Dwight was taken. Not just gone—not just choosing to leave—but forcibly removed from my life. It’s the kind of revelation that should change everything.And yet, somehow, it changes nothing.So much time has passed. Why did he not reach out? I had been waiting. Hoping. Praying.I'd anticipated his return. Dreamt of it. But I'd never gotten it. Maybe if he had r
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Leah’s POVThe silence is unbearable.It stretches between us, thick, suffocating, pressing in on my chest like an unseen force. It’s the kind of silence that drowns out even the loudest thoughts, leaving behind only the weight of what has been said—and what hasn’t.Dwight hasn’t moved.He stands near the window, his posture tense, his hands curled into fists. His eyes are distant, unreadable, locked somewhere beyond the present moment. But I know what he’s thinking. I can feel it in the air between us.He’s regretting this.Not the truth. Not telling me. But being here. Standing in front of me. Giving me a piece of himself that he had sworn to keep buried.And I… I don’t know what to do with it.The truth has changed everything. And yet, it has changed nothing at all.Then, a sharp, jarring sound shatters the silence.My phone.The sudden vibration against the glass coffee table sends a ripple through the stillness, a stark contrast to the heaviness in the room.I flinch.My eyes dro
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Leah’s POVI don’t move.I don’t breathe.Because if I do, if I allow myself even a single moment to process what Dwight just said, I might fall apart completely."I never stopped loving you, Leah. Not even for a second."The words echo in my head, twisting through every thought, every memory, every year I spent believing the opposite.He never stopped loving me.My pulse is wild and erratic, a sharp contrast to the way my body feels—numb, weightless, and disconnected from reality.I spent years hating him for something he never did.I spent years grieving a man who wasn’t dead.A tremor runs through me. My throat tightens, but I force myself to speak, to push through the suffocating fog in my mind."You were… abducted?" I ask, even though he has said it already. Maybe, I need to be told repeatedly until I realize that this is no dream.Dwight nods, slow, deliberate.The confirmation punches the air from my lungs.My stomach twists. "By who?"Silence.A long, heavy silence that stretc
