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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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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 sat stiffly on the couch, her fingers curled tightly around the hem of her silk robe as the two officers in front of her watched her closely.The air in the room felt thick, suffocating.“Miss Carter,” one of the officers said, adjusting the notepad in his lap. “We received a report of a missing person—Michael Hayes. His sister called in early this morning, saying he hadn’t returned home.”Elena swallowed hard.Michael.The man she and Lucas had buried just hours ago.She forced a frown, feigning concern. “That’s terrible. But… I don’t understand. Why are you here?”The other officer, a sharp-eyed woman with dark hair pulled into a tight ponytail, leaned forward. “Because according to security footage and a witness statement, he was last seen entering your home.”Elena’s stomach twisted violently.Security footage? A witness?How much did they know?She schooled her features into a mask of confusion. “That doesn’t make any sense. I haven’t seen him in days.”The male officer stu
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Adrian’s grip on the desk tightened, his knuckles turning white as he stared at the shattered glass on the floor. His breath came in slow, measured exhales, his mind working through the implications of Damion’s latest move.That video was dangerous.If Damion released it, Adrian would lose everything he had just gained.His fingers tapped rhythmically against the wood, his mind already forming countermeasures. He had always known Damion would fight back—but he hadn’t expected him to move this fast.Adrian reached for his phone, dialing a number he rarely used. The line rang twice before a deep voice answered.“Adrian.”A slow smirk curled Adrian’s lips. “I need something handled.”“Like you did the last time? How urgent?”“Very.” Adrian leaned back in his chair, swirling the last remnants of whiskey in his glass. “And I don’t care what it costs.”“Consider it done.”Adrian ended the call, exhaling slowly.Damion wanted to play dirty?Fine.But Adrian had spent years in the dark, waiti
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The soft hum of classical music played in the background as Adrian sat at the head of a lavishly set dining table, an untouched glass of wine in front of him. The restaurant was exclusive, booked entirely for the evening under his name. A few select board members sat across from him, their postures tense despite the expensive ambiance.They knew why they were here.They also knew what he was capable of.Adrian picked up his glass, swirling the dark liquid as he leaned back in his chair. “You all look nervous.”One of the men, an older executive with thinning hair, cleared his throat. “It’s just… we didn’t expect to be called out so soon after the transition.”Adrian smirked. “I like to keep people on their toes.”The silence stretched, the air thick with unspoken tension.Another board member, a woman with sharp features, adjusted her napkin. “Is there something you need from us, Mr. Blackwood?”Adrian set his glass down with a soft clink. “Loyalty.”The word was spoken smoothly, but
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The city skyline loomed over Carmela as she stepped out of the cab, the towering Blackwood Corporation building standing tall against the night sky. The cool breeze bit at her skin as she adjusted her coat, her heart hammering in her chest.Tonight, she wouldn’t back down. Tonight, she would demand answers from Damion. She wanted to know if he’d chose his work and dispute with his brother over the love they had. He had been distant, pushing her away, giving her half-truths when she needed clarity. But she was done waiting in silence. She needed to know where she stood. She couldn’t be someone he would just push away and get back whenever he liked. She needed attention. As she took a determined step toward the entrance, a shiver ran down her spine. The night ear was cool and the only sound she could hear was the flying papers littered around. Something felt off.The street was quieter than usual. The security detail that usually patrolled the perimeter wasn’t in sight. Where had the
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Carmela’s body ached as she slowly regained consciousness, her mind struggling to grasp what had happened. The low rumble of an engine vibrated through her, and the smell of gasoline filled her nostrils. The restraints around her wrists burned against her skin, the tight rope digging in painfully.She blinked rapidly, trying to clear the haze from her vision.The interior of the black SUV was dimly lit, only the occasional flash of passing streetlights illuminating the faces of the men around her. There were three of them—masked, dressed in dark clothing, their eyes sharp and focused.Her heart pounded violently against her ribcage.She had been taken.She had seen the explosion before they shoved her into the vehicle, and her mind couldn’t stop replaying it.Had Damion survived?She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out.One of the men, the one in the passenger seat, glanced back at her. His expression was unreadable behind the mask, but his voice was cold and firm.“She’s awak
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The warehouse was cold. The air smelled of rust and damp concrete, and Carmela could hear the distant dripping of water somewhere in the shadows. Her wrists ached from the tight restraints, but the pain was nothing compared to the fear swirling inside her.Adrian stood a few feet away, watching her like a predator assessing its prey. His expensive black suit was an unsettling contrast to the filth and decay of their surroundings. Beside him, Elena leaned against an old metal desk, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips.Carmela forced herself to stand tall despite the lingering effects of whatever they had used to knock her out. She wouldn’t let them see her fear.Her voice was steady when she spoke. “So, what now? Are you going to keep me tied up while you gloat?”Adrian chuckled. “Gloating is tempting, but no.” He took a slow step forward. “This is about leverage, Carmela. About power.”She glared at him. “Then you should know something. You’ll never break Damion.”Adrian tilted
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Kaia’s POV Walter Ryder’s office was as intimidating as the man himself. The rich mahogany desk, the cold steel accents, the sharp angles of the furniture—it all screamed power and control. It was a room designed to make you feel small. But I wouldn’t let him see me flinch. I walked in, heels clicking against the polished floor, my head held high. Walter stood by the window, his back to me, staring out at the sprawling city skyline. “Kaia,” he said, his voice cold and measured. “I hope you have better news this time.” I took a breath, steadying myself. “The situation is under control.” He turned, his sharp eyes locking onto mine. “Is it? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like Damion is unraveling, Isabelle is still in the picture, and your little stunt with the boy has only made things worse.” I swallowed hard, refusing to let his words rattle me. “It was a temporary misstep. Damion will come back to me. He always does.” Walter’s laugh was dry, almost mocki
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Kaia’s POV Walter Ryder’s office was as intimidating as the man himself. The rich mahogany desk, the cold steel accents, the sharp angles of the furniture—it all screamed power and control. It was a room designed to make you feel small. But I wouldn’t let him see me flinch. I walked in, heels clicking against the polished floor, my head held high. Walter stood by the window, his back to me, staring out at the sprawling city skyline. “Kaia,” he said, his voice cold and measured. “I hope you have better news this time.” I took a breath, steadying myself. “The situation is under control.” He turned, his sharp eyes locking onto mine. “Is it? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like Damion is unraveling, Isabelle is still in the picture, and your little stunt with the boy has only made things worse.” I swallowed hard, refusing to let his words rattle me. “It was a temporary misstep. Damion will come back to me. He always does.” Walter’s laugh was dry, almost mocki
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Isabelle’s POV The kiss was a mistake. I knew it the moment it happened. But it didn’t stop me from leaning into it, from letting Damion’s hands cradle my face, from feeling that dangerous, magnetic pull he’d always had over me. It was reckless. Uncontrolled. Desperate. And then— “Isabelle?” The sound of Brian’s voice sliced through the air like a blade. I wrenched back from Damion, my breath catching as the heat between us shattered into a thousand pieces of cold, hard reality. Brian stood frozen in the doorway, his face pale, his eyes wide with shock and hurt. The papers he’d been holding slipped slightly in his hand, as if he’d forgotten he was even holding them. No. No, no, no. “Brian—” I started, scrambling to fix this, to explain— But he was already backing away, his expression hardening as he swallowed, forcing some calm into his voice. “I— I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’ll, uh…I’ll wait outside.” And just like that, he turned and disappeared from
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Isabelle’s POV The flashing blue and red lights outside my home were almost blinding, their glow casting distorted shadows across the walls. The tension that had held me captive for days still lingered, but Nathan was finally safe. He was asleep upstairs, his tiny body curled up under the blankets where he belonged. Yet, the weight in my chest refused to lift. A uniformed officer stood in front of me, his expression calm but probing. I knew they wanted answers—real ones—but I wasn’t ready to give them. I had my answers. I just couldn’t say them out loud. Damion. “Ms. Everett,” the officer began gently, flipping through his notepad. “I understand this has been an overwhelming situation, but we need to be sure we’re closing this case properly. Are you certain there’s nothing else you’d like to report? No new suspicions about who took your son?” I felt Damion’s presence behind me, lingering by the doorway, tense and silent. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so loud it
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Kaia’s POV It had all started with a whisper. The first time Damion had mentioned the child, I knew something was wrong. The way his voice caught when he asked about Nathan, the way his eyes lingered on the boy as if searching for a reflection of himself—it was like watching a man unravel in slow motion. And I couldn’t let that happen. Not again. Because I knew, deep down, that if Nathan was Damion’s son, everything I had worked for—the life I’d carefully built with him—would fall apart. So I did what I always did. I found a way to control the narrative. It hadn’t been difficult. Manipulation never was when you understood a man’s vulnerabilities. And Damion’s greatest vulnerability was his desperate need for closure. I hadn’t even needed to convince him. “It’s the only way,” I had whispered to him weeks ago, the night we’d sat in his study, the tension thick between us. “If she won’t tell you the truth, we have to find it ourselves.” And he’d agreed. But now, a
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Isabelle’s POV The photograph trembled in my hands. Nathan—my sweet boy—blindfolded, vulnerable, and so far out of reach. The handwritten message beneath his image echoed in my mind. “You were warned. Now listen.” A cold knot twisted in my stomach. Walter. This was him. It had to be. I felt Damion’s presence behind me before I heard him speak. His voice was low, dangerous. “Let me see it.” I handed him the photograph with shaky fingers, my breath shallow. The moment his eyes scanned the image, his entire body stiffened. His jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding. The hand holding the photo curled into a fist, crumpling the paper slightly as his gaze darkened with rage. “Damion,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “What do we do? He’s my son. Our son—” “What?!” He turned sharply, his eyes burning with something unreadable. “Nathan is my son?!” I nodded nervously. I couldn’t lie to him anymore. It was for the best. He had to know the truth. If he’s
