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“Lily, stop joking. The guy I had a one-night stand with, can’t possibly be my groom.” Carmela Blake paced her bedroom, the soft fabric of her wedding dress swishing with each nervous step. Her phone was pressed to her ear, and her best friend’s panicked tone did little to soothe her nerves. “Carmela, I’m fucking serious!” Lily’s voice was sharp. “You, think about it for me; tall, gray eyes, ridiculously rich and insanely hot. That’s Damion Blackwood from head to bottom. How many men like that do you think exist?” Carmela’s stomach flipped, knowing what her best friend was saying was true. “It’s just a coincidence,” she said weakly, though her voice wavered. “I mean, I didn’t even get his name that night, so…” “Exactly! You didn’t get his name, and now you’re marrying a guy who fits perfectly to the description. Now, tell me if that’s not suspicious.” Carmela stopped pacing, her fingers in between her teeth’s, she sank onto the edge of her bed, her gaze drifting to the glitterin
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Carmela froze, her body stiffening. Own her? He didn’t just say that. Did he? She pulled away, her gaze scanning his expression for any trace of amusement, a clue that he could be joking, yet there was none. His demeanor was serene, deliberate, and completely resolute. This must be a form of a joke, she considered, or perhaps she was imagining it. Yes that was it. She was going to wake up now and everything was going to be fine but when she looked to his face once more, Damion smirk told her otherwise. The drive to the Blackwood estate was silent, the tension in the air was so thick that Carmela could barely breathe in her wedding gown. When they arrived, the sprawling mansion loomed before her like a palace - cold, grand, and intimidating. As they stepped inside, Damion didn’t bother with pleasantries. He turned to her, his gray eyes sharp and commanding. “There are rules you’ll follow in this house.” Carmela blinked. “Rules?” “Yes, rules.” His tone was clipped, as th
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Carmela’s heart pounded as she stood frozen at the door of Damion’s office. His sharp gray eyes fixed on hers, enigmatic yet powerful. Her thoughts raced to find a reason, anything that could clarify why she was present and what she had just listened to.“I… I apologize,” she faltered, stepping back slightly. "I was simply... about to come call you for dinner, but you looked occupied with a lot of things." She turned quickly, desperate to escape the suffocating tension that filled the room.“How long were you standing there?” Damion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, stopping her in her tracks.Carmela swallowed hard, keeping her back to him. “Not long,” she said weakly, her tone unconvincing even to herself.Damion’s chair creaked as he leaned forward, his gray eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Did you hear anything?”She paused, her shoulders tensing. She tilted her head a bit and looked at him. “I heard something about the Blake family and not knowing what will hit them,” she sa
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The car was silent, the hum of the engine was the only sound as Carmela sat stiffly in the backseat, her hands clenched in her lap. Beside her, Damion exuded his usual air of dominance, his tailored suit immaculate and his piercing gray eyes fixed ahead.The tension between them was palpable, but neither said a word as the car glided through the city streets toward the gala.Carmela stole a glance at him. Even in silence, he was intimidatingly perfect. His defined jawline appeared capable of slicing through steel, and his dark hair was casually arranged, with one lock falling perfectly to create a nonchalant appearance. His cologne—a mix of earthy elegance—filled the car, causing her heart to race. Her gaze flicked away before he could notice her staring, though her heart refused to settle. Why did she keep looking at him? Why did he have to look like that? So hot and sexy?As the vehicle came to a halt, the whispers of reporters and photographers outside could be heard. Carmela tigh
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Carmela's heartbeat quickened while she looked at Damion's muscular back. He stood resolutely before her, protecting her from Elena’s immature outburst. His suit, now stained with wine, clung to his shoulders, the fabric highlighting every taut muscle beneath. Her breath hitched. Why had he stepped in? Why did her heart flutter when he did? She wasn’t sure if it was gratitude, confusion, or something far more dangerous brewing in her chest. Damion turned slightly, his piercing gray eyes scanning her from head to toe. His forehead creased, and for an instant, there seemed to be something in his eyes—concern, maybe? “Are you okay?” he inquired, his tone gentler than she anticipated, nearly affectionate. Carmela parted her lips, yet the phrases didn't emerge. She merely nodded, overwhelmed by the unexpected change in his attitude. Behind him, Elena, appearing truly taken aback by Damion’s response, moved closer, her hands moving anxiously. “Damion, I had no idea you’d… I never inte
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Carmela stepped out of the bathroom, her face still wan yet calm, with Lily next to her. The atmosphere around them felt denser, saturated with the unvoiced burden of Lily’s persistent worry and Carmela’s escalating nervousness.Before either had the chance to talk, a tall, broad-shouldered man dressed in a black suit emerged at the hallway's entrance. A bodyguard of Damion. His demeanor was authoritative, and his voice was strong but courteous as he spoke to her.“Ma’am, we have to leave now. Master Damion is waiting for you.”Carmela blinked, her brows furrowing. She exchanged a brief, questioning glance with Lily before responding. “Leave? But the event isn’t over yet. What’s the sudden change of plans?”The guard stayed impassive, his face lacking any expression. "I'm just obeying instructions, ma'am."Her belly twisted. Something felt off.With a forced smile, she turned back to Lily, grasping her hand gently. “I—I guess I have to go. Call me later?”Lily squeezed her hand in ret
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Carmela’s heart raced so fiercely that it overwhelmed the quiet closing in around her. The tiny white box in Damion’s hand felt like a ticking bomb between them, with each second dragging painfully as he reached it toward her. His face remained unreadable, a perfect mask of icy control, yet the storm brewing in his steel-gray eyes betrayed him.“Use this,” he said again, his tone steady yet laden with unexpressed allegations. Carmela gazed at the pregnancy test kit, her fingers gripping the edge of the bedspread as her throat constricted. She sensed confinement, as if the spacious bedroom's walls were closing in on her. Her voice trembled. “Why… why are you giving me this?”Damion’s gaze never wavered, pinning her where she sat. His jaw tightened, his lips pressing into a hard line. “You know why.”No. No, she did not. At the very least, that was what she wished to convince herself. However, beneath the surface, the anxiety eating away at her was unmistakable. Does he know?No, h
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The tension in the mansion was suffocating. After slamming the bedroom door behind him the previous night, Damion hadn’t spoken another word to Carmela.By morning, she awoke to find his side of the bed untouched. The house was eerily quiet, the weight of his absence pressing down on her chest.In his office, however, the morning was anything but silent.Damion sat behind his imposing mahogany desk, his gray eyes fixed on the city skyline beyond the towering windows. He didn’t move as his assistant, Leonard, stepped into the room with a stack of files.“Sir,” Leonard began, his voice cautious, “you asked for an update on the Blake family’s situation.”Damion’s gaze didn’t waver. For a long moment, he said nothing, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the polished wood.“Pause everything,” he said finally, his voice low but resolute.Leonard blinked, clearly taken aback. “Pause, sir? But we’re nearly at the final stage. If we pull back now—”“I said pause,” Damion cut in, his tone sharp
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The woods were quieter than usual.Adrian—his face Adrian, but his soul still Damion—walked ahead, each crunch of leaf and twig beneath his feet dragging time out painfully. He had returned the key. Nothing had changed. His body was still somewhere, hollow, and his brother’s soul hadn’t returned to his rightful form. The curse hadn’t lifted.He clenched his fists.Behind him, Catherine walked with slow steps, leaning slightly on her cane, her breath heavy as though the forest air choked her instead of nourishing her. She could feel it—something was still wrong. The key may have been returned, but the balance hadn’t been restored.“Why?” Adrian muttered as he stopped and turned to her. “Why didn’t it work?”Catherine looked up at him, guilt swelling in her chest. “Because there’s one truth you haven’t faced yet.”His jaw tightened. “Don’t start with riddles again, Grandma. What other truth except from the one you had already told me?”She looked around the trees, the same ones her ance
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Adrian stormed into the dimly lit chamber, his fists clenched at his sides. The ancient walls of his grandmother’s secluded hideout were lined with bookshelves, the air thick with the scent of burning incense and something older—something mystical.Catherine Blackwood sat in her usual chair, her piercing silver eyes meeting his with an unsettling calmness. She had been waiting for him.“Grandmother,” Adrian said through gritted teeth, the frustration and exhaustion evident in his voice. “The key didn’t work.”Catherine inhaled deeply, exhaling through her nose. “I know.”His body went rigid. “What do you mean, you know?”She sighed and slowly rose from her seat, stepping toward a massive wooden chest in the corner of the room. “I told you the curse was more than just a simple soul swap. It was never just about returning the key.”Adrian’s patience snapped. “Then why did you let us believe it was?”Catherine opened the chest with a creak, pulling out an aged book bound in black leather
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The silence in the ruins was deafening.Adrian—no, Damion’s soul trapped in Adrian’s body—stood frozen, staring at the key lodged firmly into its pedestal. The swirling energy had faded. The shaking had stopped. The ruins had settled.But nothing had changed.He was still in the wrong body.His pulse thundered in his ears, a deep dread sinking into his bones. This was supposed to be the solution. The key was meant to restore everything—to return him and Adrian to their rightful places.So why?Why was he still stuck here?“Boss?” Leonard’s voice was cautious, wary. “What’s going on? Why aren’t you changing back?”Adrian’s fingers clenched into fists. “I don’t know.”The men around him exchanged uncertain glances. They had all been there when Catherine, his grandmother, had explained the legend. The key was the missing piece—without it, nothing could be restored.So why wasn’t it working?Leonard took a step closer, examining the pedestal. “Are you sure it was placed correctly?”Adrian
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The hospital halls were suffocating with tension. The air smelled of antiseptic and blood, the remnants of the battle they had just fought within these very walls. Nurses and doctors rushed past, their hurried whispers filling the corridor. The sterile white lights flickered slightly, casting a dim glow over the linoleum floor. Carmela stood frozen just outside the emergency room doors, her heart hammering in her chest. She hadn’t moved since they wheeled Lucas away, her fingers clenched so tightly together that her nails dug into her palms. The moment had come. The doors swung open with force, and a team of doctors and nurses emerged, their uniforms stained with traces of blood. Lucas was being wheeled out on a stretcher, his skin pale, his breathing shallow. A thick bandage covered his torso, evidence of the emergency surgery he had just undergone. “Get him to recovery now!” one of the doctors barked as they rushed him down the hallway. Carmela’s feet moved before she could th
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The night air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the cold breeze whispering through the trees as Adrian—Damion’s soul trapped within his brother’s body—moved through the dense forest with calculated steps. His men flanked him on either side, their expressions grim, their senses on high alert. The moon, hanging full and heavy above them, cast eerie silver streaks through the towering branches.They had been searching for hours.Every step forward felt like he was walking deeper into the unknown, further into the tangled fate that bound him and Adrian together. The weight of the curse pressed down on him, a reminder that time was slipping away. If they failed, if they couldn’t return the key to its rightful place before it was too late—both he and Adrian would cease to exist.A final death. A complete erasure.He clenched his jaw, forcing the thought from his mind. He refused to accept that as his fate.“This place feels cursed,” one of his men, Rowan, muttered as he swept
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The flashing red and blue lights of the police cars flooded the hospital corridor as Elena screamed, her voice raw with rage and desperation. Two officers held her arms tightly as she thrashed against them, her face twisted in fury.“You traitor!” she spat at Lucas, her eyes burning with betrayal as they dragged her away. “You promised to protect me! You said we were in this together!”Lucas stood still, his breathing heavy, his body leaning slightly to the side as blood soaked his shirt. He coughed, his lips parting as if to respond, but no words came.“Take her away,” Carmela ordered, her voice cold, emotionless. The officers nodded, shoving Elena forward as she continued to struggle.“I won’t forget this, Lucas!” Elena’s shriek echoed down the hallway as they forced her out of sight.Lucas exhaled heavily, the pain in his side intensifying as his knees buckled.Then, everything erupted into chaos.“He’s losing too much blood!” one of the nurses cried out as she rushed forward.“Get
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The air in the hospital was thick with tension. The rhythmic beeping of the machines in Damion’s room was the only sound before the sudden, heavy footsteps of approaching officers shattered the silence.Elena stood over the unconscious Damion, her fingers tightening around the syringe she was about to inject into his IV. Her expression was cold, eyes locked onto his unmoving face.“You’re not waking up again, Damion,” she whispered.Just as she was about to press the needle into his arm—Bang!The door burst open. A flood of officers stormed inside, their weapons drawn.“FREEZE!” one of them commanded, their voices a chorus of authority.Elena’s head snapped up, her face flashing from shock to rage.Then, stepping into the room, standing tall and unwavering, was Carmela. Behind her, more officers poured in, blocking any chance of escape.Elena’s hand trembled. How? How had Carmela gotten here so quickly?Then, Carmela’s sharp voice rang out.“Arrest her.”Elena’s eyes widened.“What?!
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Elena’s eyes met his in the mirror, and for a long, charged moment, the two remained silent, each lost in their own inner turmoil. “So what do we do now?” she finally asked, her voice trembling with desperation and uncertainty. “Where do I find him?”Lucas’s response was measured, almost weary. “The hospital. Damion’s body is still in the ICU—if not fully alive, at least it’s there, and we might be able to coax some stability back into him. I have a contact who says there’s a weak but steady signal coming from the west wing.”Elena’s lips pressed into a thin line. “And if I go there… if I end him?”Lucas’s eyes darkened. “If you do that, Elena, you’ll not only lose him forever—you’ll be condemning our entire future. The curse is not something you can simply end with a bullet. It’s a twisted force that binds us all. If you take that step, there will be no coming back.”Her voice broke as she whispered, “I have to try, Lucas. I have to finish what I started.”Lucas shook his head, anger
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Previously The conversation had ended in a heavy, charged silence as the storm had raged overhead, and Lucas had promised her that they would do everything possible to find Damion. But deep down, he had also cursed the day she decided that ending his life was the solution. He had known the risks, the unthinkable consequences—but he had also known that her ambition might drive her to acts of unimaginable cruelty.“Remember, Elena,” Lucas had whispered as they parted ways that night, “if you succeed in taking him out, you’re not just ending a life—you’re condemning their family to a fate worse than death. And if you fail… then the curse will claim you both.”“They’re all myths and legends and…”Elena had looked at him, her eyes dark with determination, and then had nodded, saying, “I know, Lucas. But sometimes, the only way to end a curse is to break it, even if it means sacrificing everything.”⸻Back to the PresentInside the car, the memory of that night still burned in Lucas’s eyes
