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Chapter 20: His Mansion (II)
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Venessa’s POV: The soft click of my heels echoed through the grand hallway as I made my way down the stairs. The mansion seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions, the marble floors gleaming beneath the low lights. Everything here felt too big, too cold—yet, somehow, too perfect. It was the kind of place I never thought I’d step foot in, let alone call home. As I descended, I found myself grappling with the weight of it all. The reality was starting to set in—Alex’s world was not my world. The mansion, the power, the control—it all belonged to him. And I was a mere bystander, trying to keep up. I turned the corner and saw the dining room at the end of the hallway. The long table was lit with elegant candlelight, casting a soft glow that almost made the room seem less imposing. But my heart still raced as I walked closer, drawn to the table by the sounds of soft music and the subtle clinking of utensils. And then I saw him. Alex. He sat at the head of the table, his pos
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Venessa Hunt sat at the corner table in the crowded cafeteria, her fingers lightly tapping against the edge of her untouched tray. The clatter of trays, the murmur of voices, and the hum of overhead lights filled the space around her, but it all felt distant. She barely noticed the noise, too consumed by the icy silence across the table. Alex Graystone, the man sitting opposite her, looked nothing like a typical billionaire. He was a vision of cold precision, his tailored black suit cutting an almost impervious silhouette against the chaos of the cafeteria. His dark eyes locked onto hers, empty of warmth, calculating, as though she were just another business deal, a formality to be processed. He didn’t smile. Didn’t flinch. His expression was one of total indifference, his gaze piercing yet vacant, like a predator watching a prey he wasn’t quite interested in but knew he could capture without effort. There was no admiration, no warmth. His features were flawless, handsome in a way th
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The evening sky had already sunk into the deep hues of twilight when Venessa finally arrived home, the soft thud of her shoes against the worn wooden floor echoing through the quiet house. She’d lost track of time—lost in the whirlwind of part-time jobs she’d taken on to keep things afloat. Despite working every possible hour, the bills never seemed to stop. The weight of the world seemed to press down on her shoulders as she pushed the door open, a quiet sigh escaping her lips. The house smelled faintly of something she couldn’t quite place—a mix of old wood, cooking spices, and something sharper, more synthetic. It was always like that here, a mixture of warmth and a subtle, unsettling tension. She paused in the hallway, taking a moment to collect herself. The last thing she needed was to let her emotions slip. “Venessa?” Her stepmother’s voice cut through the silence, sharp as ever. There was no warmth, no concern—just a directness that Venessa had grown used to over the years.
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The sound of the paper rustling filled the otherwise silent room as Venessa’s eyes flicked across the contract. She hadn’t been able to bring herself to read it all at once—too much of the weight was too heavy. The parts that had already seemed unreasonable enough had left her with a tight knot in her chest, but now, her eyes froze at the next set of clauses, which seemed to mock her very existence. The ridiculousness of some of the provisions made her stomach twist in disgust. She hadn’t wanted to believe it could get worse, but here it was, laid out before her in cold, unyielding terms. She read them again, her mind struggling to process the absurdity. Clause 32: Sexual Obligations and Freedom of Choice Party B (the Wife) agrees to make herself available at any time for Party A’s (the Husband’s) sexual satisfaction. Should Party A desire intimacy, Party B must comply immediately, regardless of Party B’s personal feelings, state of health, or time of day. Failure to meet Party
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Venessa’s chest was heavy as she walked down the hallway, her mind racing. She hadn’t even made it to the stairs before Meredith’s voice sliced through the air like a knife. “Venessa.” The coldness in her stepmother’s tone made Venessa’s blood run cold. She stopped in her tracks, her throat tight with emotion. Meredith always had a way of making her feel small, insignificant, like a child who could never escape her shadow. Venessa wiped the tear-streaked makeup from her face, but the traces of her earlier breakdown still clung to her skin. She tried to steady herself, but Meredith wasn’t waiting for her to compose her thoughts. “What the hell is this nonsense I hear?” Meredith demanded, her heels clicking sharply as she strode toward her. “You’re refusing the marriage? Refusing Alex Graystone? After everything I’ve done for you?” Venessa’s chest constricted at the venom in her stepmother’s voice. Her body tensed, but her lips parted as she tried to speak, trying to summon th
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Venessa stood outside the towering glass-and-steel skyscraper, the world around her buzzing with the rhythm of the city’s unrelenting pace. The building before her seemed to pierce the sky, a symbol of power, wealth, and success. The polished exterior of Graystone Industries reflected the afternoon sun, casting a cold, almost clinical glow on the streets below. It was one of the most prestigious multinational corporations in the world—synonymous with strength, influence, and, of course, Alex Graystone. Graystone Industries was a monolith in the corporate world, its reach extending to every corner of the globe. The company’s glassy façade was both beautiful and imposing, a testament to the iron-clad grip Alex had on his empire. The sleek, modern structure stretched upwards for what seemed like miles, with the building’s sharp edges and clear windows reflecting the world in an almost perfect mirror. Venessa stood before it now, her fingers tight around the edge of the crumpled bro
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Venessa shifted nervously on the sleek, black chair in the lobby, watching the clock on the wall. The seconds seemed to drag, each one stretching longer than the last. The receptionist had informed her that someone would escort her to the CEO’s office, and now, after what felt like hours. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but she was certain of one thing: she had to face Alex Graystone today. A tall woman in a sharply tailored suit appeared from behind the reception desk, her expression calm and professional. She gave Venessa a polite smile, her voice smooth as she spoke. “Ms. Hunt, I’ll take you to the office.” Venessa stood up, clutching the bag on her hand and followed the woman toward the elevators. She was led past rows of elegant offices, through glossy marble floors and walls of glass, the hustle of the employees around her blending into an ambient hum. Everything about this place radiated power and precision, from the immaculate design to the sleek modern furnishings. Veness
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A woman, with dark hair flowing in waves, was perched on his lap. Her body was pressed so close to his that the space between them seemed to vanish. She wore a crimson blouse, the fabric clinging tightly to her form, paired with a black skirt that revealed toned legs wrapped around his waist. The woman’s lips were locked with his, her hands threading through his hair as Alex’s own hands roamed, one on her back, the other dangerously close to her waist. They were completely lost in each other, oblivious to everything else in the world.The shock was immediate. Venessa stood frozen in the doorway, her feet suddenly cemented to the floor, her breath short and shallow as if the very air had thickened. The intensity of the moment was so raw, so intimate, that it felt like an invasion of her most private thoughts. She couldn’t pull her gaze away, her mind refusing to make sense of what she was seeing.Her fingers, numb and uncoordinated, lost their grip on her bag. It fell to the floor wit
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Venessa’s POV: The soft click of my heels echoed through the grand hallway as I made my way down the stairs. The mansion seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions, the marble floors gleaming beneath the low lights. Everything here felt too big, too cold—yet, somehow, too perfect. It was the kind of place I never thought I’d step foot in, let alone call home. As I descended, I found myself grappling with the weight of it all. The reality was starting to set in—Alex’s world was not my world. The mansion, the power, the control—it all belonged to him. And I was a mere bystander, trying to keep up. I turned the corner and saw the dining room at the end of the hallway. The long table was lit with elegant candlelight, casting a soft glow that almost made the room seem less imposing. But my heart still raced as I walked closer, drawn to the table by the sounds of soft music and the subtle clinking of utensils. And then I saw him. Alex. He sat at the head of the table, his pos
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Venessa’s POV….. As the car rolled through the gates and up the long driveway, I felt my breath catch in my throat. The mansion stood before me like a colossal, gleaming monolith, its sheer size almost incomprehensible. I’d seen mansions in magazines and on TV, but nothing could have prepared me for this—this living, breathing structure of opulence. The mansion was an architectural masterpiece. From the outside, it resembled something out of a fairytale or a history book, a grand palace of sorts. The facade was a stunning mix of sleek, modern glass and ornate classical design. Tall columns framed the massive front entrance, and the roofline was dotted with intricate carvings that seemed to tell stories I would never understand. The marble driveway was immaculate, the kind of flawless surface that reflected the perfect light of the setting sun. But it wasn’t just the architecture that took my breath away. It was the sheer scale of the place, the way it loomed over everything, castin
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Alex’s POV… The drive to the mansion was eerily quiet. The kind of silence that lingered between us, neither comforting nor suffocating, but somewhere in between. Venessa sat across from me, her hands clutching the jacket tightly around her, like it was a lifeline, a shield. Every now and then, her eyes would flicker toward me, studying me in the way only someone who was unsure of everything could. She was trying to figure me out—trying to piece together the jigsaw puzzle that was my life. I almost found it amusing, the way she kept darting glances at me, but I didn’t let it show. I kept my gaze fixed on the road, the hum of the engine filling the silence between us. My thoughts wandered as I observed her from the corner of my eye. Fragile, uncertain, yet somehow resilient—there was something about her that made me want to push her, test her limits, just to see how far I could go before I broke her. But another part of me, the part I didn’t like to admit, wanted to protect he
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Alex’s POV.. I stepped away from the bed, trying to steady myself after the chaos that had just unfolded. The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of discomfort that had settled in my chest. I needed to put some distance between us—especially after what had just happened. Venessa was still sitting there, her tear-streaked face turned toward me as I made my way toward the door. I couldn’t help but feel a little guilty, despite my insistence that I hadn’t done anything wrong. I needed to get out of the room for a moment. I needed to think. Before I stepped out, though, I glanced back at her, my voice gruff. “Get dressed. We’re going to the mansion. I’ll be waiting outside.” I didn’t give her time to respond, not that I expected any. It wasn’t like I had much patience for this emotional mess right now. The reality of what we were doing, the contract, the marriage—it was all starting to feel like too much. But I had made my choice. I had
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Alex’s POV: It was her crying that woke me up. I’m not sure how long I’d been out, but the sound of soft, pitiful sobs pierced through my sleep. My eyes snapped open, disoriented, the remnants of sleep clouding my mind. For a second, I thought I was still dreaming—Venessa crying? That didn’t make any sense. She was the type to never break down, at least not in front of me. I turned to face her, and there she was—curled up beside me, her body shaking as the sobs wracked through her. What the hell? I blinked, trying to process the situation. Was she hurt? Was something wrong? “Venessa?” I croaked, my voice rough from sleep. I reached out a hand to brush her hair out of her face, but she didn’t even flinch. She just kept crying, louder this time, like she was caught in some kind of emotional storm I couldn’t understand. I rubbed my temples, trying to make sense of it. I wasn’t good with tears. Hell, I wasn’t even sure what to do with them. I felt like I was supposed to comfort he
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Alex POV…. I walked into the house after a long day of dealing with the business side of things. The silence felt almost oppressive, like the weight of everything pressing down on me. The day had been full of reports, meetings, and decisions, but there was something else, something more… personal, that I couldn’t shake. Venessa. I had been thinking about her more than I cared to admit. I had kept her in the room all day, her freedom confined by my command. My instructions were clear: she wasn’t to leave. Not until I said so. It was part of my control, part of the plan. She had signed the contract, and now she was mine, but I didn’t want her out of my sight. Not just yet. I made my way down the hallway toward her room, the heavy silence around me only amplifying the soft, rhythmic sound of my footsteps. As I reached the door, I could see a sliver of light escaping from beneath it. She was still in there. When I pushed the door open, I froze. Venessa was curled up on the bed
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Alex POV….I stood silently in the doorway, watching her.Venessa.She didn’t know I was there, but I couldn’t look away. Her figure, still wrapped in a towel, was so captivating, I found myself rooted to the spot. I had always been focused on the contract, on the power I wielded, but now… I was focused on her.She was standing in front of the mirror, eyes staring blankly at her own reflection, her hands absently running through her damp silver hair. I hadn’t expected this—didn’t even know she had this side to her. I had seen her before, always in those modest clothes, the ones she thought would keep her hidden, protect her. But now, seeing her in nothing but that thin towel, my breath hitched.Her body… it was everything I hadn’t anticipated.I had known she was attractive—hell, it was impossible not to notice her—but this was different. She was more than attractive. She was dangerous. Those curves I’d never noticed before were there, hidden beneath layers of fabric, but now I saw th
