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Whispers of Recognition
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"You'll manage well without me." Vee’s calming voice broke the silence, but the feelings felt like a betrayal. I confronted her, worry swirling in my chest. "What do you mean?" I asked, my tone sharper than I intended. "You’re leaving ?" She was leaning against the desk's edge, her arms crossed. The faint glow of the lamp situated behind her created a shadow, hiding her face. "I've been recommended to take a break," she said softly, her gaze steady. I became motionless. "Did Alexander ask you to go?" Vee offered a slight nod, her lips formed into a firm line. “Why is that?” I insisted, advancing nearer. "What have you done?" Her sudden laughter surprised me. “Do you believe I did anything to warrant this?” "Weren't you?" The words came out before I could prevent them. Her gaze turned somber. "Dysis, if Alexander believed I had betrayed him, I wouldn’t be here speaking with you." "I would be interred in a trench somewhere." The nonchalant manner in which she expressed it sen
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Dysis stormed into Alexander’s study, her frustration bubbling to the surface. The towering doors closed behind her with a faint click, but the sound did nothing to quell the fire inside her. Alexander was positioned in his typical place, the faint light throwing stark shadows across his sculpted face. His frosty blue eyes rose to lock onto hers, and a playful grin curved at the edge of his mouth as if he had foreseen her coming. "I must speak with you," she stated, her tone resolute. “By all means,” Alexander replied coolly, gesturing to the space before him. “Speak your mind.” Her hands clenched at her sides. “Why did you tell Vee to leave?” Alexander’s smirk faded, replaced by a look of cold detachment. “Because you told me she was the only person you cared about.” Dysis frowned, confused. “What does that have to do with anything?” He leaned back in his chair, his posture commanding. “It has everything to do with it. I won’t have you relying on anyone else. You need to un
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“What do you mean” dysis asked“That was someone easy who disguised themselves as Vee,” Alexander explains, his voice steady but laced with a rare softness as he held Dysis close to him. His icy-blue eyes flickered with a dangerous edge, his thoughts trailing back to the moment he uncovered the fake Vee. He had dealt with her swiftly, ensuring Dysis wouldn’t have to worry about her ever again. Dysis froze for a moment, a faint memory surfacing. The fake Vee had called her *Miss Salmon*. She frowned. Vee had never called her that—she always addressed her more familiarly, often dropping formalities altogether. The detail gnawed at her, making her chest tighten with unease. As Dysis sat on Alexander’s lap, still processing everything he’d said, she couldn’t help but notice his expression shifting. His usual calm demeanor had given way to something else—something she couldn’t quite place. “What’s wrong?” Dysis asked cautiously, her brow furrowing in concern. Alexander's jaw clen
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After Two days Alex walked to Dysis’s room. He knocked one time and then entered without awaiting her response. She sat at her vanity, brushing through her hair. She looked at him, astonished; Dysis wore a beautiful lilac dress that gracefully conformed to her figure, the soft color accentuating her delicate features. The gown featured a stylish silhouette, with elaborate intricacies that enhanced its elegance. She teamed it with plain white shoes, matching the gentle hue of the dress. “Follow me,” he ordered. "You require new clothing, footwear, and accessories." Alex donned a stylish black suit that fit his athletic build flawlessly. In contrast to his typical style with his hair combed back, today his dark tresses hung freely, imparting a more casually attractive and somewhat rugged look. The difference between his formal outfit and laid-back hairstyle made him appear even more captivating, radiating confidence and charisma with every move. Dysis raised a brow, confused. “I ha
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Once they exited the mall, Alex chose to treat Dysis to dinner at one of the top restaurants in Ravenhold. The venue radiates sophistication, featuring gentle golden lights and a tranquil atmosphere that reflects a stark contrast to the day's turmoil. Alex booked a private dining room to guarantee their privacy. Dysis sat opposite him, her demeanor clearly downcast following the exhausting shopping excursion. Alex observed her restlessly moving her hands, her gaze fixated on the vacant plate in front of her. The server presented a beautifully designed piece of cake, adorned with ripe berries and a gentle drizzle of chocolate. Dysis was taken aback and blinked when it was set in front of her. “I didn’t order this,” she said, looking at Alex. “I did,” Alex replied casually, his voice low but firm. “You seem to like cake.” Initially uncertain, Dysis grabbed her fork and took a tiny bite. The cake's sweetness appeared to dissolve her sadness, and a gentle smile appeared on her face
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“Is this how you plan to win me over? With cake?” Dysis poked fun as she emerged from the car, carefully holding a small box in her hands. Her face brightened with a genuine smile, giving her a younger and more carefree appearance—a striking difference from her typical cautious demeanor. Alexander stayed quiet, his cold blue eyes focused on her while she walked forward. She didn’t even glance back at him. *She scowls at me for buying her shoes that cost a fortune, yet a simple box of cake has her grinning like this. How peculiar.* Dysis hummed softly as she entered the mansion, clutching the box as if it were a treasure. Alexander followed her, keeping a measured distance, his hands buried in his pockets. She either didn’t acknowledge him due to her concentration on the cake or intentionally chose to ignore him; he couldn’t tell which. As she arrived at her bedroom door and swung it open, her cheerful humming ceased suddenly. She froze. Inside, her room had been transformed. Th
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There was a knock at the door. Dysis sat up from her bed, brushing her hair back. *Who could it be?* "Come in," she called. The door opened, and Selena stepped inside, followed by four other maids. "Good day, Lady Dysis," the maids greeted in unison, bowing respectfully. Selena offered a small smile. "We need to prepare you for a special occasion with the young master." Dysis blinked. *So that’s why he bought all those things… but what’s so special about this occasion?* Still, she knew one thing—she couldn’t refuse. She had been confined to this room ever since their shopping trip, and curiosity gnawed at her. With a silent nod, she allowed them to lead her into the bathroom. As they carefully removed her clothes, the warm air brushed against her bare skin, highlighting its smooth, milky tone. The maids worked efficiently, their movements practiced yet gentle, as if handling something precious.Steam curled through the air, thick with the scent of lavender and jasmine. The wa
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Dysis looked up at him, searching his face for some sort of explanation, for anything that made this moment make sense. Her voice came out barely above a whisper. “You… you dedicated an entire brand to me?” Alexander’s gaze remained steady. “You said you needed a shop.”Her mouth fell open. “What? Alex, I didn’t mean that! I was just saying the things you bought were too—”“I already did it the same day I bought you the shoes,” he interrupted smoothly, leaving no room for protest.Her heart pounded. It wasn’t just a gift. It wasn’t just some extravagant whim. This was bigger. This was a statement. A declaration to the world that she was someone to be acknowledged, someone to be respected. That she was his. Dysis swallowed, feeling the weight of it all settle over her. “Why?” The question slipped out before she could stop it. “Why would you do this?” Alexander didn’t answer right away. Instead, he extended a pen toward her, his voice softer now, almost coaxing. “Sign it, Dysis.”
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The moment he entered the hall, the air became heavy.The hush was immediate. It was as if the entire mansion drew in, and then simply remembered to hold the breath. Lucian's arms locked around Dysis, holding her in place. She was weakened, her hands loosely gripping his wrist to support her, her body refusing to obey.But none of that mattered. Not to Alexander.His gaze was glacial, cold and merciless. Icy-blue eyes froze Lucian in position, like a wolf who spotted another by the side of his prey.“Step. aside.”The words themselves calmed, and what rendered them so terrifying.Lucian didn’t blink, didn’t let Dysis go. His green eyes remained locked on Alexander, not in defiance, but in something worse—concern.“She nearly fainted,” replied Lucian, his voice steady and controlled. “I was tending to her."A muscle in the jaw of Alexander tensed. He didn't utter a word, but the tenseness could be sensed, so tight the smallest misfire would spring.Dysis felt a rush of fear. Her head w
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The moment they arrived the security at the estate doubled. Guards were at the entrance while inside the premises the tension was charged.Alexander wasted no time at all giving orders, his voice imperious and sharp as he spoke to his troops. Dysis stood off to the side, noticing the way that all of them sprang at his every word.He was himself present. He was at easeGone was the man who had looked at her with something so vulnerable standing by the side of the road. In his place was someone untouchable.“Get every bodyguard on the ready,” Alexander instructed Milo at the front door to wait for their arrival. “Nobody sees this house without me knowing about it first.”Milo nodded hastily, already getting out his phone.Dysis crossed her arms. “What about me?” she asked.Alexander’s gaze turned to her. "You stay here."She scoffed. “That’s it?”“That’s everything,” he told me, coming closer to me, his voice lowering to a deep timbre. “You're not leaving without me again."Dysis glared
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Laughter filled Dysis’s room as she and Brayden played together, his small hands eagerly stacking blocks into a wobbly tower. Every time it collapsed, he let out an exaggerated gasp, eyes wide with delight before urging her to help him build it again."You have to be careful, Brayden," Dysis teased, placing a block with precision. "If it falls again, I’m blaming you."Brayden grinned. "Nooo! You did it last time!"Brayden's small hand tugged at the hem of Dysis’s dress, his bright blue eyes wide with curiosity. “Can I stay with you a little longer?” Dysis hesitated, glancing toward the open door where Silver had left moments ago. The mansion was vast, and the boy likely felt lonely despite its grandeur. Additionally, she had developed an affection for him in a manner she hadn’t anticipated. “Okay,” she murmured gently, tousling his golden hair. A wide smile emerged on Brayden’s face as he hopped onto the soft rug in her room. He pulled out several toy soldiers from his pocket and
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The morning sunlight streamed through the grand windows of the Levi estate as a maid carefully fastened the last button on Dysis’s dress. It was a gentle, flowing garment featuring an intricate floral pattern, the material airy against her skin. It was a gentle, flowing garment featuring an intricate floral pattern, the material airy against her skin. The soft pastel shades complemented her, giving her an elegant yet subtle look—precisely the type of presence that wouldn’t attract excessive attention. "You look lovely, miss," the maid remarked respectfully, stepping back to appreciate her handwork.Dysis managed a small smile. "Thank you."A knock at the door interrupted them, and another maid stepped in, bowing slightly. "Miss Dysis, Lady Lili has requested your presence at the dining table for breakfast with the family."Dysis blinked. "She… requested me?"The maid nodded. "She wishes to apologize for her behavior at the party."An apology? That surprised her. She hadn't had much i
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The morning sunlight streamed through the thick curtains, creating a gentle illumination throughout the room. The soft buzz of the mansion was far off, smothered by the heavy walls, with just the noise of consistent breathing in the gap between them. Dysis lay still, her body tense, fully aware of the weight draped over her waist—Alexander’s arm. His presence was overwhelming, his warmth pressing into her back, his grip firm as if holding her there on instinct. Her heartbeat betrayed her. It drummed too fast, too erratic, as if her body hadn’t gotten the message her mind was screaming: This doesn’t mean anything. She inhaled sharply, trying to shake off the disorienting pull of him. Carefully, she shifted, attempting to slip out of his grasp. But before she could move an inch, his grip tightened. “Alexander,” she murmured, her voice quieter than she intended. He grumbled in response, low and rough, not fully awake—but unwilling to let go. Her breath caught. He was still a
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He caught it effortlessly—of course he did—and raised an amused brow. “Violence? After everything I just did for you?” “You call making fun of me ‘helping’?” she snapped, burying herself deeper under the covers. “And don’t act like killing a spider is some grand heroic act. You were probably just showing off.” Alexander smirked, tossing the pillow onto the bed. “If I was showing off, I’d have made sure you were watching.” Dysis let out an exasperated groan and turned away from him, pulling the blanket over her head. This man is impossible.A beat of silence passed. Then she heard the rustle of fabric, followed by the dip of the mattress. Her body went rigid. He was on the bed. “W-what do you think you’re doing?” Her voice was unexpectedly high-pitched, causing embarrassment. Alexander reclined against the headboard, extending himself next to her as if he were meant to be there. “Getting comfortable.” Dysis peeked out from under the blanket and glared at him. “Go to your
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Dysis groaned as she sat up, untangling herself from Alexander’s arms. Her dress was ruined—ripped in several places thanks to the chaos from earlier. She sighed, trying to pull at the fabric, but the intricate design made it impossible. She hadn’t dressed herself—four maids had helped her into it before the party. She glanced at Alexander, who was now propped up against the headboard, observing her with a grin. “Could you assist me in getting out of this dress?” she inquired, feeling flustered. Alexander raised a brow, amused. “Are you asking me to undress you?” Dysis’ face heated. “No! I mean, yes—but not like that! Just the back—ugh, forget it!” She marched to the bathroom before he could poke fun at her anymore. Inside, she battled with the dress for about five minutes before it dawned on her something dreadful—she had no other outfit. “Alexander!” she called through the door. “I need something to wear!” He chuckled from the other side. “So you do need my help after
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 56: A Shift in Dynamics
The party had descended into a low hum of whispers as the last guests made their way toward the exit. The evening, meant to be a celebration, had become a spectacle of half-spoken truths and mounting tensions. The question on everyone’s mind, though unspoken, was clear: What did Dysis really mean to Alexander Levi?As Alexander and Dysis stood by the grand doorway, ready to leave the mansion, the weight of the night seemed to press down on them both. Dysis’s mind raced, still processing the stares, the whispered gossip, and, most significantly, the possessive look Alexander had given her earlier. Despite her growing connection to him, the entire evening had left her uneasy, as if everything around them was shifting. “Are we really leaving?” she asked, her voice softer than she intended. Alexander, ever the enigma, met her eyes with his usual unreadable expression. “We are.” She gave him a brief nod, turning her attention to the large wooden doors ahead. But just as they were abo
