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CURTIS“How long do I have to spend there before leaving without seeming rude?” I turned to face Jenna.She let out a light chuckle. “About two to three hours-”“So two hours.” I was just about to step into my car when I turned back to face her. “Will you be attending?”“You said it's not compulsory, so no. I should maximize whatever free time I get,” she said, batting her lashes innocently.“Wow. You make me sound like such a terrible boss.”She shrugged. “My review might change if you give me more days off.”I chuckled, shaking my head. “You're already pushing it.”She grinned. “Hey, can't blame a girl for trying.”“See you tomorrow morning,” I said, emphasizing each word.“Sure. I guess this is my fate,” She wiped the nonexistent tears on her cheek. As if recalling something, her expression became serious. “How’s Amber holding up?” She asked, her voice filled with concern.My mind went blank for a while—not because the question was shocking but because I had no answer at all. Sinc
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“We haven't left for the event and these heels are already killing me.” She grumbled before kicking them off. “I'll wear them when we arrive there,” she said as she picked the heels and slipped her legs into furry slippers. There goes the magic. It really was impossible to mistake her for Marcella. “We should get going.” I announced. Turning to Belle, I gave a slight tilt of the head as I set the glass down. “Thank you for the juice.” Without waiting for a response, I headed for my car with Amber following behind me, muttering incoherent words. The drive to the venue was long and quiet—at least, after Amber dozed off halfway through. Her head rested against the window, lips slightly parted, one arm dangling over her stomach while the other hung limp by her side. Hardly the picture of elegance. At some point, she mumbled something under her breath and shifted, her forehead pressing against
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CLINT “Mr. Black rarely hosts parties for anyone. You two must really be close,” One of the women surrounding me commented, curiousity etched in her voice. I simply gave her a smile. “We should keep in touch, Mr. Hayward,” One of the men said, handing me a business card. Collecting the card, I gave a curt nod. “Of course,” I said, raising a glass to him. “I'm just curious. How do you and Mr. Black know each other?” Another person asked. “Exactly. He hosts a huge party over your partnership and his wife, who has never showed herself at any event, came tonight,” Another added. His wife came? It wasn't a secret that Curtis was married, but no one had ever seen his wife. Some even claimed his marriage was nothing but a rumour, but it made no sense for him to lie about something like that. For her to make her first appearance at an event thrown for me. I straightened even more, a proud smile on my face. “Just as I've said multiple times, he and I had no prior relatio
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I leaned against the wall, impatiently tapping my foot against the floor as I waited for Amber, my eyes not leaving the door to the ladies room I saw her walk in. The door swung open as she walked out, halting in her steps when she saw me. “You're Clint, right? The one who keeps calling me Amber.” Her voice was calm as she shut the door behind her before smoothening the fabric of the silver gown she was wearing. She wasn’t curvy, but the way the dress clung to her made me realize something—she didn’t just look different, she felt different. As if she’d shed the version of herself I used to know and become someone else entirely. “I'm starting to get uncomfortable.” Her voice snapped me out of my trance, but she wasn't done. “You following me to the ladies room isn't exactly a good look on you. Curtis should really pay more attention to personality.” Her eyes scanned me from head to toe and she shook her head disapprovingly. “To think I came out of this. Disappointing.” She
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AMBER Clint got lucky. If Cole hadn't come along when he did, he'd have been the first to fall prey to the new moves I'd picked up during training. I wasn't complaining though—I wanted to keep my fighting skills a secret till when it truly mattered… or when my life was in danger. “Thank you,” I said as Cole passed me a cup of water. I wiped away the tears I'd forced down my face, sniffing. “I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come to my rescue. The thought of what he could have done-” More water works. “-And he's Curtis partner too-” “Curtis should know about this,” Cole said, immediately standing from the couch. “No!” I yelled, my voice louder than intended. He raised a brow, but still sat back. “I mean, I don't want to cause problems for him. If I tell him, he'd probably want to cancel the partnership and that won't look good for him. Although I'm his wife, I can't remember that so I really don't want to cause problems for him. So please, don't say anythin
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My eyes darted around as we walked and when I was certain no one was around, I quickened my steps till I was in front of him. Then, I turned to face him with a raised brow. “What was that reminder about?” I inquired, not trying to tone down the annoyance in my voice. The double meaning behind his words had left me speechless. If it hadn't been for the act we were putting on, I would have challenged him right there and then.“It is what it is. A reminder,” he stated, his voice calm and face unreadable.My patience completely ran out. “Well, Curtis. Thank you for the reminder. I’ll be sure to write it down so I never forget,” I said through gritted teeth.I folded my arms, my gaze locking onto his. “But let’s get something straight. I don’t appreciate you insinuating that I’d go after Cole, and I definitely don’t appreciate you questioning my integrity. And all this because I thanked him for stepping in when Clint attacked me?”“Clint did what?” His voice was low with a sharp edge that
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The wind blew, carrying a sharp chill with it. I barely noticed how cold it was till my eyes fell on her standing stiffly with her arms crossed, her dress doing little against the cold. Shrugging off my jacket, I walked over to her before draping it over her shoulders. “Thank you,” She said, flashing a smile of gratitude before taking a step back, putting a distance between us. Realizing just how close we were, I calmly took two steps back. “It's too cold out here. We should get back inside.” She nodded, wincing as she took a step forward. Noticing my gaze on her, she swatted her hands in the air. “I can still walk in them. Don't bother.” Right. Like she wasn't clearly in pain. “I’ll carry you.” She blinked up at me, her expression that of disbelief. “You will not.” Arguing was pointless. Instead, I took a step closer, watching as she instinctively took a step back. A shar
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I should have pulled away. The thought circled in my head like a song stuck on repeat. There was no way I'd be able to face her if she didn't fall asleep at that moment; there was no excuse. My hands hovered for a moment before settling at her waist carefull and lightly so I wouldn't wake her, or trigger a repeat of the disaster I almost caused. Her fingers, which were still gripping my shirt, twitched. A small noise left her lips, something between a sigh and a whimper, before she nestled deeper into my chest, muttering something unintelligible. I exhaled slowly, my jaw tightening. Damn it. She wasn’t letting go. Slowly and carefully, I placed one arm behind her back and the other behind her knees before picking her off the couch, and heading for the bed. I gently laid her on the bed and peeled her hands off my shirt. Finally. Just as I was
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“No… I don't,” I answered, trying not to let my curiosity show. Expectant, I watched him, waiting for his response.But it never came. He just nodded, stretching lightly as he yawned. “Well, I should get some rest. My body isn't as agile as you youngsters.” And then he just left, leaving me blinking in shock.That old man was really something. Getting some rest when he just woke up? How gullible did he think I was to fall for that, and the clearly fake yawn.I scoffed, a scowl on my face. If he wasn't going to tell me, why did he ask? “How annoying.” Perhaps that's why he wasn't liked. He was annoying, and he knew it.“Focus, Amber. Don't let him get to you,” I muttered to myself as I gently patted my cheeks. This time, I paid attention to my surroundings so no one would sneak up on me again.About twenty minutes later, Lilith walked into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. She straightened up when she saw me, her expression one of shock. “Marcella, why are you cooking?” Her voice was lace
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AMBER I was starting to desire what I shouldn't. As I sat at the edge of Dustin's bed, watching his chest rise and fall in a peaceful rhythm, I wished we were back at Curtis' mansion, a place I'd come to see as my home.I wished we could be away from this house, this family, the endless cycle of deception and hidden knives. I let out a tired sigh as I brushed a strand of hair from his face. “I wish this was real.” I wished we could start over somewhere far away, somewhere I wasn’t just a replacement. My wishes and desires didn't matter. I knew that much, but…Till it's time to leave, let me dream.Dustin shifted slightly in his sleep, his tiny fingers curling around the edge of the blanket, and my lips curled into a smile as I watched him, my baby. His presence in my life is one of the main reasons I didn't lose myself after losing my baby.It had been a while since I made him a meal. The chefs always handled everything, but I wanted to cook for him again. Slowly and quietly, I lift
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CLINT The sun had risen hours ago, but I barely noticed. My office at home was a mess, with papers scattered across the desk and littering every available surface. I’d spent the entire night going through all the documents related to the project. I exhaled sharply, shutting my eyes which were burning from lack of sleep. “Calm down, Clint.” Although I said that, I just couldn't. Something wasn’t right. My eyes snapped open as I sat up straight, massaging my temples. The numbers didn’t lie. Funds were slow, suppliers were pulling out, and investors were now hesitant. It was supposed to be just the usual delays, and minor issues the project usually experienced, especially for one as big as this. That was what I thought. That it was just bad timing, a rough patch in a solid plan. But not anymore. It was starting to look like sabotage, but I was desperately hoping it wasn't because if it was, there was only one person who could be responsible. “Please, be a mistake,” I muttered
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Lilith let out a chuckle. “You should’ve seen your face,” she said, her laughing fading into a smile. “Why were you just standing there alone?”I exhaled slowly, relieved she didn’t catch me eavesdropping on Genevieve, not that it mattered. Then again, I couldn't trust anyone in this house but Curtis. My lips parted to speak, but I stopped, realizing the opportunity before me. Letting out a tired sigh, I pressed a hand to my head, and said, “I was on my way to the kitchen, but then…” I paused, shaking my head slightly. “I’m not sure, but I think I remembered something from my past… I-I might be getting my memories back.”This was easier and more natural than a full-blown family conference. Now that she knew, it was only a matter of time before everyone else did. Her hands flew to her mouth, eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Really? Your memories are back?” She sniffled before rushing forward, pulling me into a tight hug. As though she'd touched hot iron, she immediately pulled away
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Silence hung in the air, thick, suffocating, and I could almost touch the tension in the air. His eyes scanned the room, stopping when they landed on me. Relief flashed through his eyes, but there was something else that made me feel as though he could see through my facade, and I instantly broke eye contact.Genevieve shot up from her seat, her chair scraping harshly against the floor. The silverware rattled as she slammed her hands against the table. “What the hell are you doing here?” Her voice was sharp, dripping with fury.“Is that any way to greet family?” He took a step inside, completely at ease, like there weren't daggers coming at him from every direction.”Genevieve let out a scoff, before turning to Annie. “Is this what you wanted to tell us about? Annie didn't respond, quietly eating her food, as though she was oblivious to all that was happening around her, but the way she aggressively sliced the lamb told a different story.The lack of reaction seemed to fuel Genevieve’
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CLINT The knock on my office door was soft and hesitant. I didn’t look up from my screen. “What?” Sophie stepped inside, carefully shutting the door behind her. “Sir, I…” She said, her voice trembling. I glanced up, a frown on my face. She was standing stiffly, hands clasped in front of her. The usual bright energy she emanated was replaced by wariness, like she was afraid of me. That irritated me. “Spit it out!,” I ordered, Her trembling moved from just her fingers to her entire body. “What is this? Are you trying to seduce me, because you are simply wasting both our time,” I drawled, leaning back in my seat as my eyes roamed her body. She shook her head furiously, pinching her arm to stay calm. “I’m not!” Her voice was firm, anger flashing through her eyes. “Then what did you come here for and watch your tone.”
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CURTIS Aidbe was the kind of restaurant where only the right people got in. No reservations, no waiting lists. If you had to ask how to get a table, you weren’t important enough. It thrived on exclusivity, where privacy was a given and silence was the real price of entry. Aiden sat across from me, pouring himself the fourth glass of wine like it was his first time tasting it. His ever-present smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his hood was up, shadowing his face. I guess his aesthetic for December was mysterious and brooding. No matter how much I thought about it, probably once, it was childish. He looked every bit like a man who didn’t take anything seriously, except money. And that was exactly what he was. This was the very reason we could be nothing more than business partners. I set my glass down. “I need things to get worse for Cole.”
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AMBER Could I have misheard him? I wondered as I headed for my room, exhaustion setting deep in my bones. Each step felt heavier than the last, and all I wanted was to collapse onto my bed. A sigh left my lips as I pushed open the door. My eyes flickered around the room, my mood dampening when I didn't see Curtis anywhere. Whatever! He was the reason I went through so much in one night. I kicked off my shoes before neatly arranging them on the shoe rack and plopping down on the bed, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. I wondered if I overreacted with Cole. Nah, he deserved more than that. Curtis wouldn't go ballistic if he didn't do anything serious to me—he didn't care that much. The thought of what Cole might have done made me shudder, but thinking about it wouldn't make me remember. I didn't want to recall it either, so I shoved it to the back of my mind. Immediately, Lilith popped up in my mind. Something about how casual, yet specific her questions were unsettled me, but there
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LILITH Marcella's eyes narrowed, her voice sharp as she asked. “Why are you asking?” I blinked, faking innocence. “I just said I was trying to reach you. It was the first time I'd been unable to reach you so I was concerned.” I said, my voice low and soft as though her words hurt me. Guilt flashed across her eyes. She sighed before saying, “I was…” she paused, probably wondering whether to tell me the truth or lie. “I was just asleep, and turned my phone off.” Her eyes didn't leave mine, watching to see my reaction. My heart sank to my stomach as I realized she wasn't who I thought she was, but I still chose to hold on to the hope that there was some misunderstanding. Maybe she just didn't want me to worry about it. Why do you keep letting them take you for an idiot, Lilith? The voice in my head asked, but I blocked it out. Marcella wouldn't betray me. She lied, but… there was a reason. She was the only good thing marrying into Cole's family brought me. Everyone else
