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Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging My Knight
"Don't even think about it," he warned. "You're coming with me. We're going to fix this—fix everything you've broken.""I'm not going anywhere with you."He lunged forward, grabbing my arm with bruising force. "You don't get to decide anymore. I'm taking back control."I twisted, trying to break his grip, but his fingers dug deeper into my flesh. "Let go of me!""Or what?" he hissed, dragging me toward the path that led to the driveway. "You'll slap me like you slapped your sister? Make a scene? There's no audience here, Maya."I fought harder, kicking at his shins, trying to wrench my arm free. Something in Daniel snapped. He grabbed both my arms, his fingers digging painfully into my skin as our struggle intensified. We stumbled backwards, him pushing, me pulling, neither of us paying attention to our surroundings until I felt empty air behind my heels.We'd reached the steep drop-off I'd discovered during my first week here. Daniel held me there, at the edge, my feet half on solid
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The specific amount hit me like a slap. Ten million. Ten. Million. Dollars. My brain couldn't even process it. That's like... what? How many zeros is that? One, two... Jesus. The vague mention in Eleanor's book hadn't prepared me for that reality. Ten million fucking dollars sitting somewhere with my name on it while I'd been eating ramen three nights a week, calculating if I could pay both rent and Mami Lulu's care or if I needed to sell another piece of jewelry just to keep the lights on."So you've been watching me stumble around piecing things together when you had all the answers? While I was struggling with Daniel, fighting for independence... you knew there was money waiting for me?""I tried to tell you, Maya—""No." I cut him off. "Trying would be saying something. Having a fucking conversation instead of dumping a mysterious envelope in my lap and walking away clean.""That's not fair.""Fair?" I laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. "You know what's not fair? Everyo
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I hung up and stared at the cabin. Warm light, dark outside. Maya moved around in there, her shadow crossing windows. What was she thinking? How much did she hate me right now? I wanted to go to her. Explain everything. Make her understand.I popped the trunk instead. Grabbed my overnight bag. Underneath sat that fucking folder. Twenty years of Maya's life. News clippings, surveillance photos, background checks. All the shit I'd told myself was necessary. Protection. Due diligence.Opened it. Looked different tonight. Not thorough research anymore. Just—stalking. Obsession.Dr. Winters' voice in my head: "Where were you most afraid as a child, Alex?""Not knowing what was coming. When Victoria would be waiting after school, but I wouldn't know what for this time.""So you learned information means safety.""Knowledge is control.""Or just the illusion of it?"I slammed the folder shut. Maya's words echoed: "Everyone in my life has tried to own me." Had I been different? Really? I'd to
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DanielBlood on my hands. Not a metaphor. Actual fucking blood.I stared at the red-brown stains embedded in my cuticles, tracing the lines in my palms. Whose blood? Mine? Hers? Or that son of a bitch who tackled me? Didn't matter. The concrete cell walls kept shifting if I looked at them too long, so I focused on my hands instead."This isn't happening," I whispered. My voice sounded wrong in the empty cell. Too small. Too tight. I was Daniel Russo. I didn't belong in places like this.Four concrete walls. A metal toilet with no seat. A slab they called a bed. Bright lights that never went off. The holding cell at the county sheriff's station wasn't meant for people like me. For Russo men.The blood under my nails bothered me. I rubbed my thumb over my fingertips, trying to dislodge the dried flakes. When had I last scrubbed under my nails? Yesterday. Before driving up to the mountains. Before finding her cabin. Before..."She pushed me to this," I muttered, digging harder at the blo
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Aldridge was waiting in a small interview room, his normally immaculate appearance slightly disheveled. He'd clearly rushed here directly from dinner—a faint wine stain marked his otherwise perfect tie."Daniel." He nodded curtly, opening his briefcase. "I've reviewed the preliminary charges. This is serious.""It's a misunderstanding," I repeated. "Maya became hysterical. We argued. I was trying to keep her from hurting herself."Aldridge's expression didn't change. "The responding officers report that they witnessed you holding Ms. Russo at the edge of a cliff while she struggled to break free. They further state that Alexander Thorne intervened to prevent her from falling when the ground began to give way beneath her feet.""Thorne," I spat. "He's turned her against me. Been working his way into her life for months. This is all his doing.""Daniel." Aldridge's voice sharpened. "I need you to listen carefully. You're being charged with attempted murder and violating a restraining or
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The rest of the day passed in a haze. Aldridge returned briefly to inform me that bail had been denied due to the severity of the charges and the risk that I might attempt to contact Maya again. I barely registered his words. All I could hear was Grandfather's voice: unworthy of the Russo name.That evening, I was allowed to shower again. In the metal panel that served as a mirror, I caught sight of a stranger—hollow-eyed, stubbled, hair lank and unwashed. I stared, momentarily confused about whose reflection I was seeing."That's me," I whispered, touching the cool metal surface. "That's... me."Something about the disconnection between my self-image and the reality in the mirror triggered a cascade of unwelcome thoughts. Had Maya ever loved me? Or had she merely tolerated me as the price for her career? Had Grandfather ever been proud of me? Or had I always been a disappointment he was waiting to replace?"Finish up, Russo," a deputy called. "Other inmates need to shower too."Back
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Maya's POV I stared at the screen, my fingers digging into the worn fabric of the couch. The leather was cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the terrible heat rising in my chest. Three years of marriage, and this is what it had come to. There he was, my husband Daniel, his arm wrapped around Fiona's waist like she was his prized possession. The camera loved them, capturing every detail of their picture-perfect smiles. The studio lights gleamed off their teeth, their eyes, the jewelry adorning Fiona's neck. That was mine, she was flaunting my design as hers. I could still remember the day Daniel and I met. It was an arranged marriage, set up by our parents to unite our families. I had been so naive then, thinking love would naturally follow. How wrong I'd been. "I'm the luckiest man alive," Daniel gushed, his eyes never leaving Fiona. "To have this beautiful woman by my side." My stomach churned, a nauseating mix of anger and despair. The necklace glittering around
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Maya's POV "Maya, what did you do?" Daniel's voice cut through the room, sharp and accusatory."Daniel, please, let me explain—" The words tumbled from my mouth, desperate and clumsy.But Daniel's eyes were fixed on Fiona, his hands roaming over her arms, her back, checking for injuries. "Are you hurt? Did she harm you?"Fiona pressed herself against him a little too much, her breasts heaving and bouncing with exaggerated sobs. The torn dress gaped open, leaving view of a soft tantalizing mound of flesh. I watched as Daniel's gaze flickered downward for a moment before he pulled her closer, enveloping her in his arms."It's okay, you're safe now," he murmured into her hair, his tone sickeningly gentle.I stood there, frozen, as Daniel comforted Fiona. The familiar ache of betrayal settled in my chest, heavy and cold.Finally, Daniel turned to me, his eyes hard. "Well? Are you going to explain yourself?"I swallowed hard. "I didn't do anything. Fiona, tell him—""Oh, Daniel," Fiona int
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The rest of the day passed in a haze. Aldridge returned briefly to inform me that bail had been denied due to the severity of the charges and the risk that I might attempt to contact Maya again. I barely registered his words. All I could hear was Grandfather's voice: unworthy of the Russo name.That evening, I was allowed to shower again. In the metal panel that served as a mirror, I caught sight of a stranger—hollow-eyed, stubbled, hair lank and unwashed. I stared, momentarily confused about whose reflection I was seeing."That's me," I whispered, touching the cool metal surface. "That's... me."Something about the disconnection between my self-image and the reality in the mirror triggered a cascade of unwelcome thoughts. Had Maya ever loved me? Or had she merely tolerated me as the price for her career? Had Grandfather ever been proud of me? Or had I always been a disappointment he was waiting to replace?"Finish up, Russo," a deputy called. "Other inmates need to shower too."Back
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Grandfather’s Call
Aldridge was waiting in a small interview room, his normally immaculate appearance slightly disheveled. He'd clearly rushed here directly from dinner—a faint wine stain marked his otherwise perfect tie."Daniel." He nodded curtly, opening his briefcase. "I've reviewed the preliminary charges. This is serious.""It's a misunderstanding," I repeated. "Maya became hysterical. We argued. I was trying to keep her from hurting herself."Aldridge's expression didn't change. "The responding officers report that they witnessed you holding Ms. Russo at the edge of a cliff while she struggled to break free. They further state that Alexander Thorne intervened to prevent her from falling when the ground began to give way beneath her feet.""Thorne," I spat. "He's turned her against me. Been working his way into her life for months. This is all his doing.""Daniel." Aldridge's voice sharpened. "I need you to listen carefully. You're being charged with attempted murder and violating a restraining or
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Aldridge’s Arrival
DanielBlood on my hands. Not a metaphor. Actual fucking blood.I stared at the red-brown stains embedded in my cuticles, tracing the lines in my palms. Whose blood? Mine? Hers? Or that son of a bitch who tackled me? Didn't matter. The concrete cell walls kept shifting if I looked at them too long, so I focused on my hands instead."This isn't happening," I whispered. My voice sounded wrong in the empty cell. Too small. Too tight. I was Daniel Russo. I didn't belong in places like this.Four concrete walls. A metal toilet with no seat. A slab they called a bed. Bright lights that never went off. The holding cell at the county sheriff's station wasn't meant for people like me. For Russo men.The blood under my nails bothered me. I rubbed my thumb over my fingertips, trying to dislodge the dried flakes. When had I last scrubbed under my nails? Yesterday. Before driving up to the mountains. Before finding her cabin. Before..."She pushed me to this," I muttered, digging harder at the blo
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I hung up and stared at the cabin. Warm light, dark outside. Maya moved around in there, her shadow crossing windows. What was she thinking? How much did she hate me right now? I wanted to go to her. Explain everything. Make her understand.I popped the trunk instead. Grabbed my overnight bag. Underneath sat that fucking folder. Twenty years of Maya's life. News clippings, surveillance photos, background checks. All the shit I'd told myself was necessary. Protection. Due diligence.Opened it. Looked different tonight. Not thorough research anymore. Just—stalking. Obsession.Dr. Winters' voice in my head: "Where were you most afraid as a child, Alex?""Not knowing what was coming. When Victoria would be waiting after school, but I wouldn't know what for this time.""So you learned information means safety.""Knowledge is control.""Or just the illusion of it?"I slammed the folder shut. Maya's words echoed: "Everyone in my life has tried to own me." Had I been different? Really? I'd to
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging The Knight’s Secret
The specific amount hit me like a slap. Ten million. Ten. Million. Dollars. My brain couldn't even process it. That's like... what? How many zeros is that? One, two... Jesus. The vague mention in Eleanor's book hadn't prepared me for that reality. Ten million fucking dollars sitting somewhere with my name on it while I'd been eating ramen three nights a week, calculating if I could pay both rent and Mami Lulu's care or if I needed to sell another piece of jewelry just to keep the lights on."So you've been watching me stumble around piecing things together when you had all the answers? While I was struggling with Daniel, fighting for independence... you knew there was money waiting for me?""I tried to tell you, Maya—""No." I cut him off. "Trying would be saying something. Having a fucking conversation instead of dumping a mysterious envelope in my lap and walking away clean.""That's not fair.""Fair?" I laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. "You know what's not fair? Everyo
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging My Knight
"Don't even think about it," he warned. "You're coming with me. We're going to fix this—fix everything you've broken.""I'm not going anywhere with you."He lunged forward, grabbing my arm with bruising force. "You don't get to decide anymore. I'm taking back control."I twisted, trying to break his grip, but his fingers dug deeper into my flesh. "Let go of me!""Or what?" he hissed, dragging me toward the path that led to the driveway. "You'll slap me like you slapped your sister? Make a scene? There's no audience here, Maya."I fought harder, kicking at his shins, trying to wrench my arm free. Something in Daniel snapped. He grabbed both my arms, his fingers digging painfully into my skin as our struggle intensified. We stumbled backwards, him pushing, me pulling, neither of us paying attention to our surroundings until I felt empty air behind my heels.We'd reached the steep drop-off I'd discovered during my first week here. Daniel held me there, at the edge, my feet half on solid
Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging Someone Watching
The next morning, I woke with newfound clarity. My entire life, I'd been running or hiding—first with Mami Lulu in these mountains, then within my marriage to Daniel, then from the truth about my past. I was done with all of it. Whatever came through my door, I'd face it head-on.I made coffee and carried it to the porch, watching dawn break over the trees. The SUV from last night had turned out to be nothing more sinister than the local vet making a house call to a neighbor I didn't even know I had. False alarm. But the adrenaline had been real enough.Instead of hiding inside all day jumping at shadows, I decided to work. Kept my hands busy with the torch, tried some color combinations I'd been thinking about. Work had always been my escape. Glass didn't lie or manipulate. It just did exactly what it was supposed to do when you handled it right.By noon, I needed a break. My back ached from hunching over the torch, and my eyes burned from focusing on tiny details. I decided to gathe
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"It wasn't revenge," I countered instinctively. "She was protecting me.""Was she?" Eleanor asked, voice neutral. "Or was she protecting her legacy through you? The line between protection and possession can be remarkably thin."That struck uncomfortably close to what I'd been wrestling with since finding the journal. Had Mami Lulu loved me for myself, or as a vessel for her stolen techniques? Had she been genuinely maternal, or calculating in a different way than the Kingstons?"Why are you here?" I asked, changing the subject. "What do you want?""I watched you work at the fair." Eleanor set her cup down. "It was like seeing a ghost. Not just the technical execution, which was flawless, but the intention behind it. Lupe's techniques perfectly preserved, down to the way you angle the mandrel during the final turn."I didn't respond. There was nothing to confirm or deny."When I heard someone had bought Lupe's old cabin, I wondered if it might be you. Few people would have reason to w
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A week passed in self-imposed isolation. I'd barely left the cabin since returning from town, the memory of that black SUV creeping through Spring Creek still nagging at me. Could have been anyone—some rich tourist looking for a quaint mountain café, some lost city driver checking addresses. But instinct told me otherwise. Daniel had resources, connections. Just because he hadn't found me yet didn't mean he wasn't looking.I'd turned the place into a glass workshop that would've given safety inspectors a heart attack. Beads piled on every flat surface, tools scattered wherever I'd last dropped them. My latest obsession was taking photos of everything I made—setting pieces against the east window where the light hit best, snapping them from every angle. If someone tried to steal my work again, I'd have dates, images, proof it was mine first. Paranoid? Maybe. But paranoid people sometimes have real enemies.I'd been saving the best shots as Instagram drafts, ready to post when I finally
