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Lily’s apartment was small but cozy, filled with the faint scent of vanilla from a burning candle on the kitchen counter. The dim lighting cast soft shadows along the walls, making the space feel warm, safe.But Carmela felt anything but safe.Her chest ached, her body weak from exhaustion and grief. She sat curled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Lily sat beside her, rubbing soothing circles on her back, whispering reassurances that barely reached her ears.The weight of her loss sat heavy in her chest, pressing down like an anchor, drowning her in silent pain.Then came the knock.A hard, deliberate bang against the door.Carmela flinched, her fingers tightening around the blanket.Lily stood immediately, frowning. “Who the hell—”The knock came again, harder this time.Lily hesitated before walking to the door, unlocking it cautiously. The moment she cracked it open, the door was shoved wide, and he stepped inside.Damion.His presence filled the room instan
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Carmela stared at the message, her fingers tightening around the phone.This isn’t over.The words sent a sharp chill down her spine. She forced herself to read the next line again.You should have been smarter, Carmela.Her breathing grew uneven, and she swallowed hard. Her heart pounded against her ribs, the weight of the threat settling deep in her chest.“What’s wrong?” Lily’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.Carmela hesitated before locking her phone and looking up. “It’s nothing.”Lily raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “Carmela.”Carmela exhaled, placing the phone down. “I just got a message.”Lily frowned. “From who?”Carmela hesitated. “Adrian.”Lily’s entire expression shifted, her jaw clenching. “That bastard—”“I don’t want to talk about it,” Carmela interrupted, rubbing her temples. “I just—I need to go to work. I need a distraction.”Lily gave her a long, searching look before sighing. “Fine. But if anything happens, you tell me.”Carmela nodded, though deep down
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The Blackwood Estate wasn’t as cold and unwelcoming as Adrian had expected when he returned.It was worse.It was empty.The vast mansion, once filled with servants and advisors, now felt abandoned. The halls echoed with his footsteps as he descended the grand staircase, his hand running along the polished mahogany railing.Everything had changed in the twelve years he was gone.His father was dead.His empire had been handed to his younger brother.And Adrian was just a ghost of the past, struggling to reclaim what had once been his.But not for long.A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts.His butler, an aging man who had once served their father, opened the door.Elena stood there, wrapped in a sleek red dress that clung to her curves, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, her heels clicking against the marble floor.“Well, well,” she purred, her lips curving into a smirk. “Adrian Blackwood. Alive and well.”Ad
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Carmela walked alongside Lily, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as the cool night air pressed against her skin. The city lights flickered in the distance, but the glow felt cold, distant—just like everything else.She was hollow.The loss of her child had left an ache inside her that wouldn’t go away.“I keep thinking it was my fault,” she whispered.Lily’s steps slowed. “Carmela…”“I drank that night,” Carmela continued, her voice barely above a breath. “I should have been more careful.”Lily turned sharply, grabbing her hand. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for this.”Carmela swallowed hard, blinking against the burning in her eyes.“I just… I don’t know what to do now,” she admitted. “It feels like everything is falling apart.”Lily sighed, tightening her grip. “You’re not alone.”Carmela let out a soft, bitter laugh. “Aren’t I?” She shook her head, looking away. “Damion never wanted me. He hated me. And now…” Her throat tightened. “Now, there’s no baby tying me to him.”Lily
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Lily let out a long sigh as she approached her apartment complex, rolling her shoulders to shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled over her since Carmela left. Something about Elena’s sudden appearance didn’t sit right with her.She was about to unlock the door when a shadow moved from the corner of her eye.Her pulse jumped.Then, the figure stepped into the dim light of the streetlamp.Damion.He was leaning against his sleek black car, arms crossed, eyes burning with something dangerous. His sharp suit was slightly wrinkled, his tie loosened—like he had been waiting for a while.Lily cursed internally.Before she could pretend she didn’t see him, he pushed off the car and strode toward her.“Where is she?”Lily tightened her grip on her keys, forcing herself to meet his gaze. “Excuse me?”Damion’s expression darkened. “Don’t play games with me, Lily.”Lily swallowed but stood her ground. “She left.”Damion’s eyes narrowed. “With who?”Lily hesitated, then exhaled sharply. “El
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Flashback – Twelve Years AgoThe Blackwood estate was always filled with noise. But not the noise of joy. Not the noise of laughter. It was the noise of power. Of discipline. Of fear.Inside the grand study, two young boys stood before a massive oak desk.Damion, barely thirteen, stood rigidly, fists clenched at his sides. Adrian, two years older, stood beside him, his face blank.Their father, William Blackwood, paced behind the desk, his sharp gaze shifting between them.He finally stopped, exhaling in disappointment. “You two are weak.”Neither boy flinched.William slowly approached, his fingers brushing over a silver knife resting on the desk. “You will never inherit this empire if you continue acting like children.”Damion’s throat tightened. “We’re not children.”William smirked. “Then prove it.”He grabbed Adrian’s arm roughly and shoved him forward. Adrian stumbled but quickly straightened. William turned to Damion. “Take the knife.”Damion hesitated. William’s gaze darkened.
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The tension in Adrian’s mansion thickened like a storm waiting to break. Carmela sat stiffly in the luxurious chair, her pulse hammering in her ears. Adrian had just finished his cryptic warning, his smirk lingering as if he had all the time in the world.But before she could form a response—Bang.The heavy double doors swung open with a force that sent a sharp gust through the room.Carmela’s breath hitched.Damion.He stood in the doorway like a shadow from hell, his stormy gray eyes burning with fury. His sharp suit clung to his broad frame, his usually composed expression shattered with barely restrained rage.His gaze cut through the room like a knife, immediately landing on Carmela.A muscle in his jaw twitched. “Stand up.”Carmela stiffened at the quiet command in his voice.Adrian let out a slow, amused chuckle, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “That was fast.”Damion ignored him, his focus solely on Carmela. “I said stand up.”Carmela swallowed, torn between obeying and ho
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The car moved steadily through the dimly lit streets, the glow of streetlights casting long shadows across the dashboard. The tension inside the vehicle was suffocating, thick enough to drown in.Carmela sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she stared out the window, watching the city blur past her. The night air outside was crisp, yet she felt stifled—like she was trapped in a space much too small, much too heavy with unspoken words.Damion hadn’t spoken a word since they left Adrian’s estate.Not a glance, not a breath of acknowledgment.He drove with one hand gripping the wheel, his knuckles white from the force of his grip. His jaw was clenched so tightly that Carmela was afraid it might snap if he kept grinding his teeth like that.And yet, despite his rigid silence, she could feel the storm inside him, brewing dangerously beneath the surface.She wanted to say something, anything, but she didn’t know where to start.Her heart was still po
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Elena adjusted the silk robe around her as she made her way down the stairs, still groggy from barely sleeping the night before. The moment she reached the bottom, a knock sounded at the door.Her heart skipped.She hadn’t been expecting anyone.Swallowing the nerves threatening to creep in, she smoothed a hand over her hair before unlocking the door.And there he was.Damion Blackwood.Dressed in a crisp black coat, hands shoved into his pockets, his cold gray eyes locked onto her with that unreadable expression she had always hated.“Damion,” she greeted, quickly masking her unease with a smile. “What a surprise.”His gaze flickered over her appearance before meeting her eyes again. “Heard the news. Thought I’d check in.”Elena blinked. “News?”Damion studied her reaction for a moment. “Didn’t you hear? A man went missing last night.”Elena’s blood ran cold.Damion tilted his head. “Turns out, he was last seen here.”Her breath caught. She wasn’t going to show any sign of weakness.
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The silence in Elena’s house was suffocating.She sat on the edge of her bed, her hands clasped so tightly in her lap that her knuckles turned white. The events of the night replayed in her head like a broken record—the sickening thud of his body hitting the glass table, the pool of blood spreading across her floor, Lucas’s firm grip on her wrist as he told her to calm the hell down.Her stomach twisted.It was done.The body was buried.And yet, the feeling of dread hadn’t left her.She reached for the wine glass on her bedside table, her fingers trembling as she brought it to her lips. The alcohol burned her throat, but it did little to soothe the panic clawing at her insides.A sudden vibration jolted her, making her nearly drop the glass.Her phone.She grabbed it quickly, her heart racing when she saw the name on the screen.Lucas.Her thumb hovered over the answer button for a second before she finally swiped. “Hello?”“You still panicking?”His voice was calm, smooth—as if they
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Lucas’s car screeched to a halt outside Elena’s house. Rushing quickly. His fingers tightened around the steering wheel as he exhaled sharply, trying to steady his thoughts.Elena had sounded frantic on the phone—terrified in a way he had never heard before. And that alone unsettled him.He had known Elena for years. She was cunning, manipulative, and never the type to lose her composure.For her to be this panicked… something had gone terribly wrong. Really wrong. Shoving open the door, he strode toward the entrance, barely knocking before pushing inside.The house was eerily silent.Then—“Lucas.”Her voice was barely a whisper.His gaze snapped to the living room, where she stood frozen, her face pale.And at her feet—Blood.His breath hitched for half a second before his eyes trailed to the man lying motionless on the shattered remains of the coffee table.He moved before his thoughts could catch up, kneeling beside the body and pressing two fingers to the man’s neck.Nothing.
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Flashback – One Year AgoThe city skyline stretched endlessly in front of him, neon lights blinking against the dark canvas of the night. Lucas leaned against the balcony railing of the upscale lounge, his sharp eyes scanning the bustling crowd below.He had just returned to the city after years abroad, building his own fortune in silence, away from the suffocating expectations that came with his last name.He had no plans of getting tangled in old affairs.But then—“Elena.”She turned at the sound of her name, her red lips curling into a knowing smile the moment she saw him.“Well, well,” she purred, stepping closer. “Look who decided to crawl back.”Lucas chuckled, swirling the whiskey in his glass before taking a slow sip. “Miss me?”Elena tilted her head, her dark eyes glittering with mischief. “Should I have?”He smirked. “Depends.”She hummed, stepping beside him, resting her arms against the railing. “It’s been years, Lucas. I assumed you disappeared for good.”Lucas exhaled,
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The estate was quiet when Carmela stepped inside, the grand foyer dimly lit by the soft glow of the chandelier above. The silence was a stark contrast to the storm inside her mind.She had spent the entire car ride thinking about Damion—about the way his voice had sounded over the phone, about the way he had left the restaurant so abruptly.Even now, she wasn’t sure if she had made a mistake by returning back home and obeying Damion’s wishes when asked her to come home.But then her eyes landed on him.Damion stood by the bar in the living area, pouring himself a drink, his broad shoulders tense. He had already changed out of his suit jacket, his white shirt slightly unbuttoned at the collar, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.The sight of him stole her breath for a moment.He turned when he heard her footsteps, his gaze locking onto hers instantly.“You’re back,” he said, setting the glass down.“You are too,” she countered, her voice softer than she intended.He watched her clos
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The tension still clung to Damion like a second skin as he stepped out of Adrian’s penthouse. The night air was crisp, but it did nothing to cool the simmering rage beneath his calm exterior.Adrian was playing a game—one he wasn’t fully revealing yet. And that unsettled Damion more than anything.Sliding into the backseat of his black Mercedes, he exhaled sharply before glancing at his driver. “Home,” he ordered.The car smoothly pulled away from the curb, the city lights casting fleeting reflections across the tinted windows. Damion loosened his tie slightly, his fingers brushing over his temple as he tried to piece together his brother’s true intentions.Adrian hadn’t denied anything. But he also hadn’t given him a straight answer.That meant he was waiting for something.And Damion had a feeling whatever it was—he wouldn’t like it.Meanwhile at a long distance in the night air, Carmela sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the untouched plate of food Lily had brought her earlier.
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The soft clink of silverware against porcelain filled the intimate space of the restaurant. Candlelight flickered between them, casting a warm glow over their meal. For the first time in what felt like forever, Carmela felt a strange sense of normalcy—like they were just any other couple enjoying dinner together.But that illusion shattered when Damion’s phone buzzed against the table.His entire demeanor shifted.Carmela watched as he reached for the device, his expression unreadable as he glanced at the caller ID. Without a word, he answered, bringing the phone to his ear.“Speak.”The voice on the other end was muffled, but Carmela could hear the urgency in the tone. Damion’s jaw clenched slightly.“When?” he asked, his voice quieter now, but colder.A pause.“And he just left?”Carmela frowned, setting down her fork. The look on Damion’s face made it urgent. What was happening this time around?Another long silence stretched between them before Damion let out a slow breath, his fi
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End of FlashBackThe echoes of the past refused to fade.After the door had clicked shut behind Adrian, the old woman—Blackwood matriarch and queen of a crumbling empire—remained frozen in her bed. Her thin fingers trembled as they clutched the silk sheets, her heart pounding so violently she thought it might tear through her chest.He was alive.And worse—he wanted the key.The very thing that had ignited this blood feud between her grandsons.For years, she had convinced herself that what she did was necessary. That she had saved the Blackwood name from Adrian’s recklessness. But tonight, as the shadow of her past stepped back into her world, she realized the truth.She had created a monster.And now, it was coming for her.Her hands shook as she reached for the burner phone hidden beneath her bedside table. With effort, she steadied herself, breathing through the cold panic clawing at her throat.The line rang once—twice—before a voice answered. Deep and professional. “Madam?”“He
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The room was cold. Even with the heavy silk sheets pulled around her fragile frame, the chill settled deep into her bones. But it wasn’t the night air that made her tremble—it was the memory. The ghosts of her choices haunted her every waking moment.And now Adrian was back.Alive.Her heart pounded in her chest, a painful reminder that the past could never be buried. Not fully. Not when blood had been spilled to keep the Blackwood empire intact.She leaned back against the headboard, closing her eyes, and for a moment—just a moment—she allowed herself to return to where it all began.The day their father died. Her own son. Fifteen Years AgoThe Blackwood patriarch had been a cruel man. Powerful. Merciless. And utterly obsessed with legacy.When news of his death broke, the boardroom of Blackwood Enterprises became a battlefield.And at the center of it all stood Adrian.He was the eldest—by only a year—but the difference between him and Damion could not have been greater. Where Dami
