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Isabel’s POV“Excuse me, ma’am,” Emerson’s voice came from behind me, smooth but laced with a certain edge. “Isabel is part of my team,” he continued, adding just the faintest touch of authority. His gaze flicked to me, a possessive glint in his eye. “But I appreciate the interest.”The magazine editor glanced between us, her brow arching as if she could sense the simmering tension beneath the polished surfaces. She shifted her attention to me with a knowing smile. “Alright,” she said coolly, but as she turned, she slipped a card into my hand, her voice just above a whisper. “Call me if anything changes.”Emerson’s jaw tightened. The card in my palm suddenly felt like a rebellion, a small act of defiance I wasn’t sure I’d have followed through on, but it made his reaction all the more interesting.After the shoot, he insisted on driving me back to the estate himself. The car was quiet as we pulled onto the long driveway, the hum of the engine almost soothing—if it weren’t for the cons
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Isabel’s POVThe atmosphere in the room was stifling, charged with a strange tension as Lilith’s slanted green eyes locked onto me. She leaned back in her chair. Her lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile. As if she were savoring a private joke. Everything about her was perfectly controlled, from her posture to her immaculate hair. She looked like she had stepped out of a polished ad. It was unsettling, to say the least.“So,” Lilith’s voice was smooth, dangerous, “the question we should really be asking, Isabel, is... what are you still doing in Emerson’s life?”I forced myself to keep my composure, though my stomach churned. Her gaze felt like a spotlight, pinning me in place. I wanted to scoff, to tell her I wouldn’t be anywhere near Emerson if I had any choice in the matter. But I kept my mouth shut, choosing my words carefully. “I didn’t realize you were the client,” I said, keeping my tone as neutral as I could manage.Lilith let out a laugh, light and mocking. “Oh, but why
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Isabel’s POVLilith’s gaze flicked to Eve. Her mouth pulled into an annoyed scowl. “What is it now?” she snapped.Eve looked tense, glancing over her shoulder like a nervous rabbit. “Miss, I just saw Emerson’s car parked at the door!”“What did you say?” Lilith’s eyes widened, and she rushed to the window. She let out a curse under her breath as she looked down at the parking lot, spotting his sleek black car. “Damn it. We need to move. Now.”I felt a surge of hope. Emerson was here.But that relief was short-lived as the guards grabbed me by the arms. Their iron grips tightened as they started to drag me forward. I struggled, twisting and pulling against them. “Let me go!” I shouted, hoping Emerson would hear my voice. But the guards simply yanked me harder, dragging me along after Lilith and Eve.As we climbed the stairs, my heart pounded. I dug my heels in, fought with every bit of strength I had left, but the huge men barely seemed to notice. Eventually, I was being carried up the
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Isabel’s POV“Don’t ‘Isa’ me,” I snapped, my voice raw with anger. My chest heaved as the adrenaline coursed through me, my head throbbing in rhythm with my heartbeat. “I know more than you think, Emerson! I know about your lies, your betrayal... all of it!”“Isa, you don’t understand—” Emerson’s voice was calm, too calm, like he was trying to soothe a wild animal.“No idea?” I cut him off, my voice rising. “You think I have no idea what’s been happening? You knew about Lilith. You knew what she did to my father, and you said nothing! You kept me in the dark while she wove her web of chaos around us!”He raised his hands, a desperate attempt to placate me. “It wasn’t like that. Please, Isa, keep your voice down—”“Why?!” I barked, stepping closer to him. “Afraid someone will find us? I don’t care anymore, Emerson! If I die right here, right now, at least I’ll be free from your endless games. You wanted this, didn’t you? The end of me, the demise of me—”My rant was cut short as a sea
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Isabel’s POV“Well, well. Long time no see, beauty.” A gravelly voice carried a dark satisfaction, the kind that sent a shiver down my spine. “Do you remember me?”A hulking figure loomed over me. His one good eye was gleaming with malice. The other was covered by a black eyepatch. His scarred face twisted into a cruel smile, revealing gold-plated teeth as he leaned closer.I didn’t want to, but the memories hit me like a freight train. The eyepatch was new, but I’d recognize that face anywhere—the auction boss.My stomach churned. No, not him. Not this nightmare again.“You,” I whispered, my voice trembling. My throat felt parched, the words barely audible.“Ah, so you do remember me,” he sneered, straightening to his full height. “You and that bastard Emerson. You cost me everything—my business, my empire, my eye!” He pointed at his eyepatch with a flourish. “Do you know what it’s like to lose everything? To live in the shadows like a rat because of you two?”The anger in his voice
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