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The bathroom was dimly lit, steam rising from the marble tub as warm water filled the air with a soft mist. The scent of fresh cedarwood and something faintly citrus—Damion’s signature scent—lingered in the space, wrapping around Carmela like an invisible touch.Her heart pounded so hard she could feel it in her throat.She hadn’t even recovered from what had happened in the car. Every inch of her body was still humming, sore in ways that made her hyper-aware of him, of them.And now, he wanted her to bathe with him?She swallowed, standing in the doorway, fingers clutching the edge of her robe. She wasn’t sure if she was nervous, shy, or simply terrified that she wouldn’t be able to walk for the next few days if she let this happen.Damion stood at the sink, his shirt already discarded, his back to her. His muscles tensed as he turned on the faucet, testing the water temperature.Without looking at her, he spoke.“Come here.”Carmela’s fingers curled tighter around the fabric of her
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The room was quiet except for the soft rustling of fabric. The steam from the bath still lingered in the air, wrapping around them like a hazy cocoon.Carmela sat at the edge of the bed, wrapped in a plush towel, her damp hair falling over her shoulders. Her body still tingled from the warmth of the bath, from Damion’s touch, from everything that had happened in the past few hours.And now, as she sat there, watching him move through the room with quiet efficiency, she felt something shift inside her.Damion stood by the closet, his back to her, pulling out clothes with practiced ease. He was still shirtless, his muscles flexing slightly as he reached for a neatly folded silk nightgown.Carmela bit her lip. It felt… strange.Not the intimacy. Not even the fact that he was dressing her.But the care in his actions.The quiet way he moved. The way he didn’t rush, didn’t treat her like an obligation, but rather something to be handled gently.It made her chest ache.Finally, he turned, w
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The next morning, the tension inside Blackwood Enterprises was palpable. The air felt thick with unspoken anticipation, the kind that preceded a storm.Damion sat at the head of the long, polished mahogany table in the boardroom, his expression unreadable, his gray eyes sharp and assessing as he observed the men seated before him. The room was filled with members of the executive board, their postures stiff, their gazes darting toward each other, avoiding his.Everyone knew what was coming.It was time for the vote.At the far end of the table, Adrian leaned back in his chair, completely at ease. He twirled a silver pen between his fingers, a small, amused smirk playing on his lips. It was a silent taunt, a declaration that this was his moment and he intended to savor every second of it.Damion’s second assistant, Victor, stood by the door, his stance rigid, his lips pressed into a thin line. He, too, knew what was about to happen, but like Damion, he gave nothing away.The chairman o
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Carmela’s heart pounded violently against her ribs as she locked eyes with Elena.The smirk on the other woman’s lips was calculating, her eyes sharp as they flickered toward the phone Carmela had hastily hidden behind her back.For a second, neither of them spoke.Then, Elena took a slow step forward, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. “What exactly are you doing here, Carmela?” Her voice was sweet—too sweet—laced with mock amusement.Carmela forced herself to straighten, tightening her grip on her phone. “I was just passing by.”Elena arched a perfectly sculpted brow. “Passing by? Or eavesdropping?”Carmela swallowed, trying to keep her expression neutral. “Why would I be eavesdropping?”Elena’s smirk widened. “That’s what I’d like to know.” She tilted her head, studying Carmela carefully. “You looked awfully startled just now. Almost as if you heard something you shouldn’t have.”Carmela’s pulse was frantic, but she forced herself to hold Elena’s gaze. “I don’t k
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The ride back to Blackwood Estate was heavy with silence.Carmela sat rigidly in the passenger seat, her fingers curled into her lap, her pulse still erratic from what had happened. The weight of the phone in Damion’s pocket felt like a bomb waiting to detonate.She stole a glance at him.His face was unreadable, his grip on the steering wheel firm, knuckles slightly tense. But she could see the storm brewing beneath the surface. It wasn’t just anger—it was something colder. More calculated.Damion wasn’t the type to react impulsively.No, he would wait. Plan. Strike when the moment was right.And that terrified her more than if he had simply exploded in rage.She exhaled softly. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”His jaw flexed, but he didn’t look at her. “Would you?”Carmela hesitated before shaking her head. “No.”Silence stretched between them.Her mind raced with everything she had seen in that room—the bribery, the way Adrian had so casually secured his position, as if
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The Blackwood estate felt heavier than usual, its towering walls holding a tension that seeped into the very air. Carmela wasn’t sure if it was because of everything that had happened with Adrian, or if she was simply more attuned to the unspoken weight Damion carried on his shoulders.But today, there was something else.Something she couldn’t quite place.She adjusted the hem of her dress as she sat on the plush sofa in the grand sitting room, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the fabric. She had been told her parents were coming to visit, but she hadn’t expected to feel this uneasy about it.The large double doors opened, and her mother walked in first, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She was dressed impeccably, as always, her hair pinned back in an elegant updo, her face set in an expression of quiet scrutiny as her eyes swept across the lavish surroundings.Her father followed behind, moving with a more hesitant gait.Carmela stood up, smoothing out her dress as she
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Carmela barely registered the walls around her as she ran through the corridors of Blackwood Estate. Her vision blurred, her breath coming in uneven gasps. The weight of what she had just overheard crushed her chest like a vice.Her father.The man who had raised her. The man she had looked up to, despite his strictness. The man she had believed—hoped—was at least decent.Had been involved in the death of Damion’s mother.Her stomach twisted violently.She could still hear Damion’s voice echoing in her ears.“You let it happen.”Her fingers trembled as she gripped the banister at the base of the stairs, steadying herself. Her legs felt weak, like they might give out beneath her at any moment.She had to leave.She couldn’t stay here—not now.Turning sharply, she made her way toward the grand entrance, her mind reeling.“Carmela.”She froze.Damion’s voice was sharp, commanding, but beneath the edge was something else—something that sounded almost like concern.She squeezed her eyes sh
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The streets were quieter than usual, the evening air crisp as Carmela walked aimlessly, her arms hugging her body for warmth. She didn’t know where she was going—she just knew she needed to be away from Blackwood Estate.Her mind was a tangled mess of emotions, looping through the conversation with Damion, the confrontation with her father, and the unbearable weight of knowing that the life she thought she had was built on lies.Her footsteps slowed as she reached a dimly lit street, neon signs flickering along the row of upscale lounges and bars. Laughter and music spilled from within, but Carmela barely registered them.She just wanted peace.A sharp laugh cut through the air, followed by the sound of heels clicking against the pavement.“Lucas, baby, you’re no fun tonight.”Carmela’s breath hitched at the name.She turned instinctively, and sure enough—just a few feet away, leaning casually against a sleek black sports car, was Lucas.His dark eyes flickered with amusement as he sp
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Damion barely made it back to his car before his phone vibrated in his pocket.Leonard.He answered immediately. “Tell me you have something.”“Still digging,” Leonard’s voice came through, calm and professional. “But the account is heavily encrypted. Whoever set it up knew what they were doing.”Damion clenched his jaw. “How long?”“Give me a few hours.”“Make it quick.”He ended the call, tossing his phone onto the passenger seat.His mind was already calculating the next step.Elena had been stealing from him.And if she had the nerve to do it so openly, it meant she either thought she was untouchable… or she had someone powerful backing her.Lucas.His fingers tightened around the steering wheel.He didn’t believe for a second that Lucas had just coincidentally shown up at Elena’s house. There was something between them, something he hadn’t figured out yet. Something that had linked them together that he was yet to discover. He just needed a little amount of time to do so. But he
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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
