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Lionel strolled further into the courtyard, his confidence filling the tense silence. His dark suit was immaculate, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as they darted between Damion, Kaia, and me. I froze, every nerve in my body screaming for answers as I tried to steady my breath. “Well,” Lionel drawled, clapping his hands slowly, “it seems the little charade has reached its climax. Bravo, Damion. Bravo, Kaia. Truly, an award-winning performance.” I turned to Damion, my heart hammering in my chest. “What is he talking about? Charade? Damion, tell me this isn’t true.” Damion’s lips parted, but no words came out. His jaw tightened, and he looked away, the silence damning. Lionel smirked, stepping closer. “Oh, come now, Damion. Don’t leave her in suspense. She deserves to hear the truth after all she’s done for you.” He shifted his gaze to me, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “You see, Isabelle, this wasn’t about saving Damion. It was never about his so-called ‘danger.’
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The cold night air wrapped around me as I stepped out of the mansion, my chest heaving with every breath. Tears streamed freely down my face, blurring the world into a haze of muted lights and shadows. Damion’s voice cut through the air behind me, sharp and desperate. “Isabelle, wait!” he shouted, his footsteps echoing as he followed me. “Don’t just walk away!” I spun around, my vision clouded with anger and heartbreak. “Walk away? What else is there to do, Damion? You’ve taken everything from me. My trust, my money, my dignity! What more do you want?” He stopped in his tracks, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. “I didn’t mean for it to be like this.” “Didn’t mean for it to be like this?” I laughed bitterly, my voice cracking. “You planned this! You and Kaia and that vile man—Lionel! You schemed and lied and used me. And now you’re acting like the victim?” His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of regret in his eyes. But then his voice har
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Kaia stood in the grand sitting room of Damion’s mansion, her manicured nails tapping lightly against the phone in her hand. The room was silent, save for the faint ticking of the antique clock on the mantle. Her lips curled into a sly smile as she dialed a familiar number. The line rang twice before a deep, authoritative voice answered, “Kaia.” “Mr. Ryder,” Kaia purred, her voice smooth and controlled. “I was just thinking about you.” “Is everything under control?” Damion’s father, Walter Ryder, asked, his tone clipped and impatient. Kaia sauntered to the window, glancing out at the sprawling estate. “Of course. You doubt me?” “I don’t doubt you,” Walter replied, though there was a note of skepticism in his voice. “I just know how… unpredictable Damion can be. I need assurance that he’s staying focused.” Kaia’s smile widened. “Oh, he’s focused, all right. He’s exactly where we need him—wrapped around my finger. He’s been so busy trying to prove himself to you that he ha
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The morning of my mother’s memorial came with a heavy weight pressing against my chest. I stared at the mirror in my bedroom, my reflection a ghost of the person I used to be. My black dress hung loosely on my frame, a reminder of the sleepless nights and endless tears. Today wasn’t just about saying goodbye to my mother—it felt like saying goodbye to everything I’d once believed in. My phone buzzed on the dresser, and I glanced at it, hoping against hope to see Damion’s name. Nothing. Just a slew of messages from distant relatives and acquaintances offering their condolences. My heart sank further. I took a deep breath, brushing my fingers over the delicate pendant that hung around my neck—the one my mother had given me on my eighteenth birthday. “Mom,” I whispered, my voice trembling, “I hope I can make you proud today.” The small chapel was filled with the soft hum of voices as guests arrived. I stood at the entrance, greeting them with a forced smile, the ache in my chest
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Packing my life into boxes felt surreal. The tiny apartment I’d called home for years now seemed foreign, like a place that belonged to someone else—a broken, naive version of me. It was time to leave it all behind. The job offer from Crestfield City had been a beacon of hope in my darkest hour. My application had been accepted almost immediately, the response practically begging me to join their team. It was the lifeline I hadn’t realized I needed, pulling me away from the suffocating weight of this city and all its betrayals. As I sealed the last box and took a final look around, a soft knock sounded at the door. “Come in,” I called, brushing my hair out of my face. The door creaked open, and my landlady, Mrs. Bellamy, stepped inside. Her warm, weathered face held a mixture of sadness and encouragement. “I heard you’re leaving,” she said gently, her voice tinged with a maternal warmth I hadn’t appreciated enough. I nodded, offering her a weak smile. “Yeah. It’s time for
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The air between Damion and me was suffocating, thick with unspoken words and the weight of a past that neither of us seemed to escape. My fingers curled into fists at my sides as I tried to steady my breath. The urge to run from him, to erase his presence from my life once again, consumed me. I turned on my heel, determined to walk away, but just as I took a step, a small voice echoed through the grand room. “Mommy!” My heart dropped into my stomach as I froze. Turning slowly, I watched as my son, Nathan, darted out from behind one of the decorative pillars. His little face lit up when he spotted me, his dark curls bouncing as he ran toward me with open arms. “Nathan?” I whispered, shocked. “What are you doing here?” He wrapped his tiny arms around my legs, looking up at me with his wide, innocent eyes. “I missed you, Mommy!” The world around me seemed to blur as I bent down to his level, smoothing his curls. “I told you to stay with Aunt Rita, didn’t I? How did you even
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Isabelle POV He looked almost exactly as I remembered—tall, broad-shouldered, with the same kind brown eyes that had once made me feel safe. But there was something different about him now, a confidence that hadn’t been there before. “Brian?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. His lips curved into a small smile as he took a step forward. “It’s been a long time.” Damion’s gaze flicked between us, his confusion deepening. “Wait… this is Brian?” My mind raced as I tried to process what was happening. Brian’s unexpected appearance wasn’t part of the plan—or the lie I’d just told. And now, with both men standing in front of me, I felt like the walls were closing in. Nathan suddenly ran back and held my hands, after I told him to go meet his aunty. “Mommy, is that Daddy?” Nathan’s voice piped up again, his innocent question cutting through the tension like a knife. I opened my mouth to respond, but the words wouldn’t come. Damion’s POV I couldn’t tear my eyes away
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Isabelle’s POV The next morning was calm, the kind of calm that unsettled me because I knew it couldn’t last. My office was quiet except for the rhythmic clicking of my keyboard as I worked through the last of my emails. The sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the modern, sleek design of the space I’d built for myself. This was my sanctuary—my proof that I’d overcome everything the world had thrown at me. But today, I couldn’t shake the strange feeling of tension brewing just below the surface. My assistant knocked lightly on the door and peeked in. “Miss Everett, your 11 o’clock is here, but they’re running a little late.” I glanced up and nodded. “That’s fine, Stephanie. Just let me know when they arrive.” She hesitated for a moment, as if wanting to say more, but eventually left. I leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes for a brief moment of peace. That’s when the door slammed open. I jolted upright, my heart racing as Kaia Jenkins stor
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Isabelle’s POV I stared at the message on my phone, the cold words burning into my mind. “You’re running out of time. Leave, or face the consequences.” Walter. I didn’t need proof. His fingerprints were all over this. The sudden sabotage of my contracts, the threatening text—it was his way of reminding me that I was nothing to him. That I was a problem he needed to erase. But the part that rattled me most wasn’t the threat itself. It was the fact that Walter knew I wouldn’t leave. Not this time. I set my phone down, inhaling deeply, fighting to steady my pulse. I wouldn’t be bullied. I wouldn’t let this man, or anyone else, push me out of my life. I had built everything from scratch. My business. My reputation. My home. But as I sat there, staring into the dimly lit living room, the ache in my chest was undeniable. Because I hadn’t just built this life for myself. I had built it for Nathan. The sound of his soft footsteps broke my spiral. “Mommy?” His sleep
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Isabelle’s POV The morning came with a sense of foreboding I couldn’t shake. I’d barely slept, my thoughts consumed by Walter Ryder’s warning and the weight of his veiled threat. It wasn’t just his words that unsettled me—it was the way he delivered them. Calm. Cold. Unrelenting. Nathan’s laughter floated from the living room as I sipped my coffee, his innocent joy a stark contrast to the storm brewing in my mind. I glanced at my phone, the unread messages from Brian a reminder that my life wasn’t just a mess—it was a tangled web, and I was caught in the center of it. Stephanie’s call came just as I was about to head to the office. Her voice was rushed, almost panicked. “Miss Everett, we have a situation.” I gripped the phone tighter. “What is it?” “Three of our major clients have pulled out of their contracts this morning,” she said, her voice trembling. “No explanation. Just… gone.” The room tilted slightly, but I forced myself to stay calm. “All at once?” “Yes,” s
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Isabelle’s POV Walter Ryder was a man whose presence lingered long after he left a room. Even now, as I sat in my office staring blankly at the door he had walked through, I could feel his cold, calculating gaze bearing down on me. His warning replayed in my mind, his words like shards of ice cutting through my resolve. “Take your son and disappear before Damion gets too close.” It wasn’t a suggestion—it was a threat. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. Walter Ryder had always been a puppet master, pulling strings from the shadows, and I wasn’t naïve enough to think his visit was just a courtesy call. He wanted me gone. He always had. But this time, I wasn’t running. Later that afternoon, I sat in my living room with Nathan, his laughter filling the space as he played with his toy cars. Watching him, I felt a pang of guilt. His innocence was a stark contrast to the storm brewing around us, and I hated that he was caught in the middle of it. “Mommy,” he
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Damion’s POV I stormed out of Isabelle’s house, her last words echoing in my mind. “He’s not yours. That’s all you need to know.” But I didn’t believe her. I couldn’t. The way she avoided my gaze, the tremor in her voice—it all screamed of something she was hiding. And I wasn’t about to let this go. My car sat idling on the curb, but I didn’t get in. Instead, I leaned against the hood, the cool night air doing little to calm the fire burning inside me. Nathan’s face lingered in my thoughts. The resemblance, the timing—it all fit. If Isabelle was lying, I’d find out. My phone buzzed in my pocket, breaking my train of thought. When I pulled it out, the name on the screen sent a chill down my spine. Walter Ryder. My father. I hesitated before answering, my grip on the phone tightening. “What do you want?” His voice was as cold and commanding as ever. “Damion. We need to talk.” “I don’t have time for this,” I snapped. “Whatever it is, I’m not interested.” “Oh, but yo
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Damion’s POV The sound of Kaia’s heels clicking away echoed in my head long after she was gone. Her words, her accusations, and the sharp tension between her and Isabelle still clung to me like smoke after a fire. Isabelle’s glare before she walked back into her office cut deeper than I’d expected. She’d blamed me, of course, and maybe she was right. But it wasn’t that simple. It never had been. I stood outside the building, staring at the glass doors she’d disappeared through. My heart ached, a feeling I’d thought I’d long buried. Isabelle Everett was under my skin in a way no one else ever could be. But then there was Nathan. Kaia’s pointed remarks about Isabelle’s son wouldn’t leave my mind. Every instinct in me screamed that there was more to this story than Isabelle was letting on. And if I wanted answers, I’d have to find them myself. I pulled out my phone and dialed Kaia. Kaia’s POV I was still seething by the time I reached my car, slamming the door shut with
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Isabelle’s POV Stephanie’s words hung in the air like a bomb waiting to detonate. Kaia was outside. Causing a scene. Of course, she was. My hands tightened into fists, and I turned to glance at Damion. He looked as surprised as I felt, his brows furrowing, but there was something else in his expression—annoyance, perhaps? Or dread? “I’ll handle it,” I said coldly, moving toward the door. “I’m coming with you,” Damion said, stepping forward. I spun to face him, my glare sharp. “You’ve done enough already. Stay here.” “No,” he said firmly. “Kaia is my problem.” I opened my mouth to argue but stopped. A part of me wanted to see him face the chaos he’d brought into my life. Maybe he needed to deal with her to understand the kind of destruction he left in his wake. “Fine,” I said through gritted teeth. “Let’s go.” As we stepped out of the office building, I immediately spotted Kaia near the entrance, her voice carrying over the murmurs of passersby. She was dressed impecc
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Isabelle’s POV The morning sun spilled through the curtains, filling my bedroom with warmth. It should have been comforting, but instead, it felt like a spotlight, exposing the chaos of my thoughts. After the storm Damion had stirred last night, I couldn’t shake the unease clinging to me. His words, his presence—they lingered like smoke in the air, impossible to ignore. I sat at the breakfast table with Nathan, his cheerful humming a stark contrast to the turmoil in my chest. He munched on a piece of toast, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me. “Mommy,” he said between bites, “can we go to the park today?” I forced a smile, brushing his curls back affectionately. “We’ll see, sweetheart. Mommy has some work to do first, okay?” He nodded, happily returning to his breakfast. Watching him, I felt a pang of guilt. I’d dragged him back to this city, thinking I could keep my past buried, but it was all unraveling. And now Damion was here, threatening to uncover secrets that c
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Isabelle’s POV The air still felt heavy even after Damion finally left. His words, his touch, his kiss—it all lingered like a storm cloud over my thoughts. My lips still tingled, not just from his kiss but from the anger and disbelief that followed. What had just happened? How had I let it get this far? I paced back and forth in my living room, my hands trembling slightly as I tried to shake off the emotions swirling inside me. Damion Ryder was like a hurricane—unpredictable, destructive, and relentless. And just like before, I felt myself being pulled into his chaos. But I wouldn’t let it happen again. Nathan’s soft voice called from upstairs, breaking through my spiraling thoughts. “Mommy?” I froze, taking a deep breath to steady myself. “I’m here, sweetheart!” “Is it safe to come down now?” he asked, his tone innocent but tinged with curiosity. My heart clenched. He must have heard the commotion. “Yes, it’s safe. Everything’s fine.” I listened to the soft patter o
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Isabelle’s POV The cool night air pressed against my skin as I marched toward Damion. My heart pounded in my chest, the fury bubbling inside me like a volcano ready to erupt. He stood near the gate, swaying slightly, the bottle in his hand hanging limply by his side. His disheveled appearance and glassy eyes screamed of recklessness, and the sight of him brought a mix of anger and… something else I couldn’t name. “What the hell are you doing here, Damion?” I demanded, my voice low and sharp. The murmurs from the small crowd of onlookers only fueled my frustration. “Are you trying to make a scene?” His head turned slowly, his eyes locking onto mine. For a moment, I thought he didn’t recognize me, but then a lazy, almost relieved smile spread across his face. “Isabelle,” he slurred, his voice thick with alcohol. “Finally.” I gritted my teeth, stepping closer. “Damion, you’re drunk. Go home.” “Home?” he echoed, stumbling forward. “I don’t have a home anymore. Not without you.
