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Love and deceit Chapter ten
Daemon’s POVThe moment I stepped into my house, I felt suffocated.The walls of the Reynolds estate, massive and luxurious, felt like a gilded cage, closing in around me. I ripped off my tie, tossing it onto the marble floor before shrugging off my jacket. My fingers moved to the buttons of my shirt, loosening them as I made my way down the private elevator to the underground level.The doors slid open with a low chime, revealing the dimly lit training area. This was the one place where I could shut off the noise, the expectations, the weight of everything that came with my name.Ronan was already waiting, standing near the boxing ring with his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in black athletic gear, his massive frame a stark contrast to the sleek surroundings. The faint hum of music played from the overhead speakers, but it barely registered.Ronan raised an eyebrow as he watched me enter. “You look like you’re ready to kill someone.”I stepped onto the mat, stretching my
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Daemon’s POVThe sting in my knuckles hadn’t faded, but it wasn’t enough. The rage still pulsed through me like an untamed wildfire, spreading through every vein, burning me from the inside out. I needed more—more pain, more release.The underground training room smelled of sweat and blood, the perfect place to drown out the suffocating frustration tightening around my throat. The dim lighting cast long shadows on the walls, adding to the eerie solitude of my sanctuary. This was where I let go, where I didn't have to maintain the calculated control the world expected from me.I tore off my gloves, flexing my fingers as I turned to Ronan, who stood a few feet away, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He had been with me long enough to know when I needed this—when I needed him to hit back.“You’re not done yet?” he asked, his voice carrying the slightest hint of amusement.I scoffed. “Do I look done to you?” I rolled my shoulders, the tension still coiled tight beneath my skin. “Ge
Last Updated : 2025-02-15Love and deceit Chapter twelve
Daemon’s POVI walked through the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, my body aching from the fight, but my mind sharper than ever. Every step I took brought me closer to the one person I loathed to face—Bryan Reynolds.My father wasn’t a man who tolerated failure, weakness, or defiance. He was ruthless in business, relentless in control, and utterly devoid of human warmth. If he wanted to see me at this hour, it wasn’t for small talk.The study doors loomed ahead, massive and intimidating, but I didn’t hesitate. Pushing them open, I stepped inside, meeting the cold gaze of the man who had shaped me into who I was.Bryan sat behind his mahogany desk, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his suit immaculate as always. The dim lighting cast shadows on his sharp features, making him look even more calculating.“Daemon.” His voice was smooth, indifferent, like he hadn’t just summoned me in the middle of the night. “You took your time.”I shrugged, ignoring the sting in my muscles. “I was busy.
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Aurora’s POVThe drive to the Reynolds estate stretched on longer than I expected. The farther we went, the more isolated the surroundings became, until the city faded into the distance, replaced by towering trees and vast, empty land. The estate was designed to intimidate—just like the man I was about to marry.When the sleek black gates finally opened, my breath caught. The mansion loomed ahead, a masterpiece of architecture, all sharp angles and cold perfection. It wasn’t a home. It was a fortress.The car rolled to a stop, and before I could gather myself, the driver stepped out and pulled open my door. I hesitated for a second before stepping onto the stone driveway, the cool evening air brushing against my skin.The front doors swung open before I even reached them. A tall, composed man in a black suit stood in the entrance. His face was unreadable, his presence just as calculated as everything else about this place.“Miss Sinclair,” he greeted, his tone neutral. “I’m Henry, Mr.
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Aurora’s POVThe moment the door shut behind me, I felt the weight of everything settle on my shoulders. The reality of my situation pressed down like an iron cage, trapping me in a life I hadn’t chosen. My fingers itched to do something—anything—to ground myself.Then, it hit me.Valeria.If there was one person who could pull me back from the edge of insanity, it was her.I grabbed my phone from my purse and quickly tapped on her contact, pressing the video call button. It rang twice before the screen lit up with her face, framed by a messy bun and oversized glasses."Aurora Sinclair," she drawled, squinting at me. "You better have a damn good reason for calling me this late. I was about to start my post-midnight snack ritual."I let out a breathy laugh, tension loosening in my chest. "Val, it’s barely eleven.""Exactly. Prime snacking hour." She waved a spoon in front of the screen before shoving a mouthful of ice cream into her mouth. "Now spill. Where are you? That doesn’t look l
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I had just settled into the comfort of my small apartment when my phone rang. The piercing sound broke through the calm silence like a knife, and I stared at the screen, sighing at the familiar name flashing across it. Charles Sinclair. My father.We hadn’t spoken in weeks, not since our last argument that ended in me storming out of the Sinclair estate. I debated letting the call go to voicemail, but I knew better. Ignoring him never made things easier. If anything, it only prolonged the inevitable.With a resigned sigh, I picked up the phone.“Hello, Dad,” I said, keeping my voice even.“Aurora,” his tone was sharp, as always. Not a greeting, not a trace of warmth. Just my name, spoken like it was a command. “I need you to come to the estate. Now.”I frowned, glancing at the clock on the wall. “It’s late. Can’t this wait until morning?”“No, it cannot,” he snapped, leaving no room for negotiation. “Be here in thirty minutes. Don’t make me send someone to fetch you.”Before I could r
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The next morning, I woke to the harsh sunlight streaming through my apartment window, but the weight of the previous night’s conversation refused to lift. My father’s words echoed in my mind, an unrelenting drumbeat. “I’ve arranged a marriage for you. The papers are already being drawn up.” I sat up in bed, clutching my blanket as though it could shield me from the storm that was brewing. Daemon Reynolds. Even the name sent a shiver down my spine. I didn’t know much about him—just whispers, rumors of a man with a ruthless reputation. He was a force to be reckoned with in the corporate world, his family’s pharmaceutical empire dominating industries far beyond medicine. But there was something else about him, something darker. A knock at my door startled me, pulling me from my thoughts. “Who is it?” I called, my voice hoarse from sleep—or maybe from the strain of holding back last night’s tears. “It’s Sophie,” came the cheerful reply. My best friend’s voice was a welcome relief, t
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Daemon's Point of ViewI waited in the private lounge of the Reynolds estate, the weight of my father's demands and Nelson Sinclair’s threats pressing down on me like an iron cage. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the room, but they couldn’t rival the darkness of the thoughts swirling in my mind.When the door opened, I remained seated, my posture rigid. She entered, her footsteps hesitant but deliberate. Aurora Sinclair.She wasn’t what I expected. I had pictured someone meek, easily molded by her father’s hand. Instead, she walked in with her head held high, her vivid green eyes locking onto mine with startling defiance. The simple white dress she wore contrasted sharply with the fire in her gaze.“Mr. Reynolds,” she greeted, her voice steady, betraying none of the unease I hoped to see.“Miss Sinclair,” I replied coolly, not bothering to mask my disdain. “You’re late.”A faint flicker of irritation crossed her face, but she recovered quickly. “I didn’t realize this meeting
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Aurora’s POVThe moment the door shut behind me, I felt the weight of everything settle on my shoulders. The reality of my situation pressed down like an iron cage, trapping me in a life I hadn’t chosen. My fingers itched to do something—anything—to ground myself.Then, it hit me.Valeria.If there was one person who could pull me back from the edge of insanity, it was her.I grabbed my phone from my purse and quickly tapped on her contact, pressing the video call button. It rang twice before the screen lit up with her face, framed by a messy bun and oversized glasses."Aurora Sinclair," she drawled, squinting at me. "You better have a damn good reason for calling me this late. I was about to start my post-midnight snack ritual."I let out a breathy laugh, tension loosening in my chest. "Val, it’s barely eleven.""Exactly. Prime snacking hour." She waved a spoon in front of the screen before shoving a mouthful of ice cream into her mouth. "Now spill. Where are you? That doesn’t look l
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Aurora’s POVThe drive to the Reynolds estate stretched on longer than I expected. The farther we went, the more isolated the surroundings became, until the city faded into the distance, replaced by towering trees and vast, empty land. The estate was designed to intimidate—just like the man I was about to marry.When the sleek black gates finally opened, my breath caught. The mansion loomed ahead, a masterpiece of architecture, all sharp angles and cold perfection. It wasn’t a home. It was a fortress.The car rolled to a stop, and before I could gather myself, the driver stepped out and pulled open my door. I hesitated for a second before stepping onto the stone driveway, the cool evening air brushing against my skin.The front doors swung open before I even reached them. A tall, composed man in a black suit stood in the entrance. His face was unreadable, his presence just as calculated as everything else about this place.“Miss Sinclair,” he greeted, his tone neutral. “I’m Henry, Mr.
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Daemon’s POVI walked through the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, my body aching from the fight, but my mind sharper than ever. Every step I took brought me closer to the one person I loathed to face—Bryan Reynolds.My father wasn’t a man who tolerated failure, weakness, or defiance. He was ruthless in business, relentless in control, and utterly devoid of human warmth. If he wanted to see me at this hour, it wasn’t for small talk.The study doors loomed ahead, massive and intimidating, but I didn’t hesitate. Pushing them open, I stepped inside, meeting the cold gaze of the man who had shaped me into who I was.Bryan sat behind his mahogany desk, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his suit immaculate as always. The dim lighting cast shadows on his sharp features, making him look even more calculating.“Daemon.” His voice was smooth, indifferent, like he hadn’t just summoned me in the middle of the night. “You took your time.”I shrugged, ignoring the sting in my muscles. “I was busy.
Love and deceit Chapter twelve
Daemon’s POVThe sting in my knuckles hadn’t faded, but it wasn’t enough. The rage still pulsed through me like an untamed wildfire, spreading through every vein, burning me from the inside out. I needed more—more pain, more release.The underground training room smelled of sweat and blood, the perfect place to drown out the suffocating frustration tightening around my throat. The dim lighting cast long shadows on the walls, adding to the eerie solitude of my sanctuary. This was where I let go, where I didn't have to maintain the calculated control the world expected from me.I tore off my gloves, flexing my fingers as I turned to Ronan, who stood a few feet away, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He had been with me long enough to know when I needed this—when I needed him to hit back.“You’re not done yet?” he asked, his voice carrying the slightest hint of amusement.I scoffed. “Do I look done to you?” I rolled my shoulders, the tension still coiled tight beneath my skin. “Ge
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Daemon’s POVThe moment I stepped into my house, I felt suffocated.The walls of the Reynolds estate, massive and luxurious, felt like a gilded cage, closing in around me. I ripped off my tie, tossing it onto the marble floor before shrugging off my jacket. My fingers moved to the buttons of my shirt, loosening them as I made my way down the private elevator to the underground level.The doors slid open with a low chime, revealing the dimly lit training area. This was the one place where I could shut off the noise, the expectations, the weight of everything that came with my name.Ronan was already waiting, standing near the boxing ring with his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in black athletic gear, his massive frame a stark contrast to the sleek surroundings. The faint hum of music played from the overhead speakers, but it barely registered.Ronan raised an eyebrow as he watched me enter. “You look like you’re ready to kill someone.”I stepped onto the mat, stretching my
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Aurora’s POVI sat stiffly in my father’s office, my hands clenched in my lap as he droned on about the wedding arrangements. The weight of his words pressed down on me like a suffocating blanket. The date had been set. The guest list was finalized. The invitations were ready to be sent out.I was getting married in two weeks.To Daemon Reynolds.Every time I heard his name, I felt a sharp sting of resentment. The man was cold, arrogant, and insufferable. And yet, in the eyes of my father, he was the perfect match.“Aurora, are you even listening?” my father’s sharp voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I straightened, forcing my expression to remain neutral. “I’m listening.”“Good. Then you understand what’s expected of you.” He leaned forward, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. “This marriage isn’t just about you. It’s about securing our legacy, protecting our business, and ensuring that we remain untouchable.”His words were laced with finality. There was no room for argument, no
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Daemon’s POVI gripped my phone tighter, irritation creeping into my voice. “What do you mean I won’t like it? Spit it out.”Ethan exhaled on the other end. “We traced the offshore payments, but they don’t lead anywhere useful. It’s nothing but a shell company in the Caymans. No direct link to Sinclair.”I clenched my jaw. This wasn’t what I needed. I wanted something solid, something that could put an end to Nelson Sinclair’s control over me. But once again, he had covered his tracks too well.“Keep digging,” I ordered, my voice cold. “There’s always a weakness.”Ending the call, I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. My mind was a mess of calculations, plans, and dead ends. I hated this—being at someone else’s mercy. It was a feeling I had sworn never to experience again, yet here I was, bound by the sins of my past and Nelson Sinclair’s threats.I should’ve seen it coming. The moment I let my guard down, thinking I was untouchable, he swooped in and trapped me. And now,
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Daemon’s POVThe weight of the blackmail had settled in like an iron chain around my throat. Charles Sinclair had me exactly where he wanted, and the worst part was—I had let him.I stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand, swirling the amber liquid as I replayed our last conversation."Marry my daughter, Daemon. You have no other choice. Refuse, and your secrets will burn you to the ground."I had built my empire on control, on precision. I didn’t make mistakes. But somehow, I had underestimated Charles, and now, I was trapped in a deal I had no way of breaking—at least, not yet.My jaw clenched as I took a slow sip. The thought of Aurora, fiery and defiant, irritated me more than it should have. She was nothing like the women I usually entertained—she challenged, she resisted. She wasn’t weak, and I hated that it made her harder to manipulate.I had tried to intimidate her during our meeting, but she hadn’t crumbled. Instead, she had looked me in the eye with that unwavering glare,
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The weight of that message lingered in my mind as I walked through the cold, sleek hallways of Reynolds Enterprises. It was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over my chest, leaving me numb, detached from everything around me. I shoved my phone back into my pocket and tried to focus, but the shadows of doubt crept in, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched.I reached my office, taking a deep breath as I pushed open the door. The large windows overlooking the city were still covered in the early morning mist, but the view was stunning, as it always was. If there was one thing I had always appreciated about this building, it was the commanding presence it offered. It was mine. The empire my father had built and handed over to me, piece by piece.But now, with Sinclair pulling the strings in the background, I wasn’t so sure it was really mine anymore.As I sat behind my desk, my thoughts kept drifting back to Aurora. It was easy to hate her father, to see h
