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MooreI was still wrapped in the sheets, feeling a little better from the medicine I took, when the door opened. Vivian's figure stood in the doorway, her usual composed expression giving way to something slightly more concerned.“Your sister’s here ma'am.” she announced.My heart sank. Emily? Now? She wasn’t supposed to be here—wasn't she off in Europe for her studies? The last thing I needed was to face her. Not like this, not now.I only wanted her to pay for the clothes via invoice sent to her, but rather, she's here, In Lucien's home.I sat up, clutching the sheets closer to my chest, feeling utterly exposed, not just physically but emotionally. “Vivian, can you get the package from her? Tell her I’m... busy.”Vivian hesitated, her hand resting lightly on the doorframe. “She’s refusing to hand it over. Says she needs to see you, and she sounds urgent.”My throat tightened. Urgent? Emily didn’t do “urgent.” She was always the calm, collected one, never rattled by anything. If she
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AthenaThe knock on the door before the push still couldn't take my mind away from last night's scenario. I couldn’t focus. Not at work, not anywhere. My mind kept replaying the moment—Lucien, cold and indifferent, touching me in front of another woman. I hate to admit that she is his wife now. Damn the fucking title! I should’ve felt triumphant, powerful even. Instead, a knot of frustration tightened in my chest. What did it mean? Was he training her? punishing or, or worse—trying to humiliate her?I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as Ethan stood in front of me. His charming, fearless demeanour only added to my irritation. He was supposed to be my ally, not Moore’s. Yet here he was, explaining why he was being "kind" to her.“Why are you so concerned about Moore?” I asked coldly, my voice laced with suspicion. I wasn’t in the mood for his games. His loyalty was starting to irritate me.And besides, why on earth is she not at work?He shrugged casually, his smirk
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Lucien“Tell me, what will you have done to him? I thought you didn’t care,” Gregory asked, placing the files in front of me with that same smug look he’d worn ever since I ordered Mauro’s release.“Greg…” I began.“He only helped her. You can’t just pull him away from his work because of that,” Gregory interjected. “I know you want to punish anyone who’s aided her, but taking that young man away from her will only make you look like a jealous husband. And you know what that means—people will think you actually care.”I didn’t lift my gaze from the files I was signing. Why was Gregory pushing for me to overlook this? Ethan from the hospital had dared to help Moore cover her tracks, all while the press screamed about her supposed infidelity—an affair just days into my marriage.The irony was, I didn’t care what the tabloids thought; in fact, I wanted her hated. But I couldn’t ignore the bitterness that surfaced at the thought. My reasons for wanting her despised went beyond public scru
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Moore.I paced relentlessly around the room, biting my nails in nervous, futile rebellion.Lucien will be home soon, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he’d do now. The air felt charged with an impending storm, and I was its sole target.I never felt this restless before, but after he left me with a warning of him returning and that I should be ready, plus my sister's revelation on her instructions to Mr. McWood, I find it hard to be calm.Why would my sister instruct Jordan to go to Lucien? What on earth did she expect him to do? If anything, Lucien would never care about my safety. If he was keeping me alive, it was only so he could be the one to end me himself, on his terms. The notion sent a shiver through my spine.The phone in my hand buzzed, and I jolted. It was the first time in five years that I'd held a gadget this freely, and I still wasn’t used to the feeling of having one again, the cold metal alien against my skin. Emily had insisted on it, a “gift” she said, though I c
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MooreThe questions roiled inside me, each one more troubling than the last. I watched as Lucien put his phone away, his gaze pinned on me with unsettling intensity. Vivian? What did he plan to do with her?I fought to keep my terror hidden, but his eyes seemed to see right through me. That smirk on his lips—it was as if he could hear every frantic thought racing through my mind.“You look worried, Moore,” he murmured, his voice smooth and dangerous. “Isn’t this what you wanted? Freedom from my money and my control?”I clenched my fists, trying to hold onto a shred of defiance. “My freedom isn’t yours to grant or deny.”But I needed to know why Vivian and her mother had been summoned.“Is that so?” His brow arched, a taunting gleam in his eye. “No questions? None at all?”The anger and fear twisted inside me, shame washing over me forever believing I could escape his grip.“What’s the matter?” he pressed, stepping closer, his voice a low, taunting whisper. “Cat got your tongue?”“I ju
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LucienI couldn't take my eyes away from her portrait as I sat quietly in my study.In a few minutes, it would be that day.The very day I lost her to the cold hands of death.All Moore's fault.“Daddy, I met someone today, and she looked just like Mommy.”“Guess what, Daddy? She's so kind to me.”“Daddy, I want her as my mommy. I want her to be my mommy.”“Daddy, just for the one year I’d have left, I want a mommy… I want her to follow me to school for the school play. I want her to watch me act Juliet.”“Daddy, she smiled at me. She loved me. Please, Daddy, marry her. Ask her to marry you. No one says no to you.”Her voice rang so deeply in my head that I found it hard to breathe.All Moore had to do five years ago was say yes. I just wanted her for a year because my little princess did.I had to go the extra mile, buying the largest shares in her father's damn company to get her. I couldn't court her properly because if she had at least given me an audience, I would have told her I
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MooreThe silence was suffocating, a cruel reminder of my place in this house. Watching Vivian's mother and two others silently clean up the mess Lucien had made while breaking into my room earlier made the lump in my throat even harder to swallow.They avoided my gaze, their movements tense and deliberate, as though I was the source of their misery. Just a few days here, and I had already made an enemy of myself. Lucien chasing Vivian away because of my recklessness had only solidified their disdain.I had tried to help—picking up broken pieces of wood, or anything I could—but the sharp, curt dismissal from Vivian’s mother made it clear: I was nothing more than a burden here.“Don’t make things worse for us,” she’d said, her tone cutting through me like a blade.I sank to the floor, clutching my knees as I stared blankly ahead, my mind spiraling down paths of regret and longing. What would my life have looked like if I had chosen differently?Maybe I would have been independent, weal
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MooreI wanted to protest, to fight back the way I did on the night my fate was sealed with Lucien. But my mind was too consumed with the thought of finally getting answers as I walked briskly behind Linn. His grip on my wrist was so tight it felt like my skin might tear.A few steps from Linn’s door, he abruptly released my wrist, his expression cold as he issued a warning.“Head straight to the red room,” he ordered. “You know the way, right? Boss said to use the bathroom and change into the clothes you’ll find on the floor beside the door. You’ve got ten minutes. If you value your life, don’t waste a second.”With that, he turned and walked away. I watched him leave, standing there.I sighed and trudged toward that dreaded room, my heart heavy with the knowledge that it likely held my end.I wanted to turn around, to run as far as I could, to escape whatever awaited me behind that door. But I couldn’t.This time, it wasn’t because I knew I wouldn’t make it past the front door or be
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Moore"You should have stayed home. I swear Mr. Lucien only invited us to humiliate you. You should’ve hidden your face in shame," Nora sneered, her words dripping with malice.I turned, my lips pressed into a thin line.It had been almost a month. A month of silence, of swallowing my pride, of pretending their betrayal didn’t matter. But standing here, listening to her spit every cruel syllable, I realized something.I didn’t need to be ready to put these people in their place.I didn’t need to prepare to bring them down.They deserved to be beneath me, and I would make sure they learned that.I shifted my gaze, meeting Nora’s brown eyes first before flicking to Grey. His eyes, black or whatever dull shade they held, were nothing but amusement, the kind that made my stomach twist.Not in anger.In disgust."You even went ahead and married someone who hates you, just to get back at us. How petty," Nora continued. She must have been holding that in for a long time.I almost wanted to l
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MooreI stepped away from Lucien, feeling his gaze burn into my back as I made my way toward the wine cellar.The weight of the room's attention pressed against me. Men, women, and every other guest had their eyes locked on me—from the moment Lucien and I walked onto the podium, through his flawless speech, and now, as I moved through the grand hall. It was as if I had become the centerpiece of the evening, an unspoken statement that demanded attention.What had shocked me the most was Lucien taking me on stage in the first place. What was he trying to prove? He was never one to flaunt anything, least of all, me. And yet, there had been something deliberate about the way he did it.Then there was the ring.Lucien's wedding band had been firmly in place.I could swear I had never seen him wear it. I don't even think he had one with him just as much as I loothe putting on mine. I have never worn it before, and I didn't tonight.He wasn't even there while I exchanged vows with his status
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Arthur“What a pretty property you own there, Lucien Giordano.” I said, stepping closer to the man of the hour, whose beautiful wife had just left him.It had been a long time since I last laid eyes on Moore in person. Six years, maybe. But tonight, the moment she walked down the podium with Lucien, held like some trophy wife, I nearly laughed.Wasn't she the same woman he had married to uphold his status instead of him? Lucien Giordano never failed to amuse. One moment, he was cruel. The next, impossible to read.Lucien turned to face me, the faint scent of his cologne shifting with his movement. His lips curled into a smirk that made my skin crawl.This was the first time in seven years I was in the same proximity with him.“I buy things worth it with my money, Arthur Lumberton.”He wasn't different from Lucien of seven years ago. The proud, arrogant and full of himself man that had stared deep into my eyes with no warmth and called me a thief.I felt disappointed at the fact he re
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LucienBreathtaking.That was all she emitted, standing so tall in that blue dress that hugged her body perfectly. The slit on the left side revealed her long, smooth leg with every elegant step she took. For a minute, despite not showing it—I felt lost.And then, for the first time in my life, I felt something else.Jealousy.The thought alone burned through me like wildfire. What if someone else was staring at her right now? What if some bastard in this room thought they had the right to admire what belonged to me?My fingers curled at my side as my jaw tightened.Why did my heart feel so constricted? Why was I this angry?Moore stood before me, Lillard standing a step behind her, while she simply stared at me. Her eyes. Those deep blue eyes that I had tried so hard to forget since we arrived in Thailand held something I couldn’t quite place. Shy, yet bold.It did something to me. Something I would rather die of than admit.She was beautiful. I had known that from the moment I first
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MooreThe moment we arrived at the grand hotel, I braced myself, expecting to see Lucien waiting for me. My heart pounded, and I adjusted my top, mentally preparing for whatever confrontation awaited me. But instead of being led to him, I was directed to a lavish suite, too large, too beautiful, and clearly meant for me alone.I exhaled a long, shaky breath, unsure if this solitude was a blessing or a curse.The suite had everything my room back home didn’t. Luxury wrapped in every corner. Yet, despite the elegant furniture and breathtaking view, it oddly reminded me of Lucien’s room. Memories of my brief encounters in his space rushed back. The first time was on our wedding night, when I walked in on him with Athena Fucking. The second, when I saw him stark naked, every inch of him burned into my memory before I could turn away.My face flushed with embarrassment. Gosh, that was beyond humiliating. I remembered how he had stormed into my room moments later, looking like he was ready
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MooreThe kitchen felt heavier today, the usual warmth replaced by an unsettling silence. Sam stood by the counter, stirring a bowl of batter absentmindedly, her face drawn and her shoulders tense. She barely said a word since we started cooking, and the air felt extremely thick with unspoken thoughts.I glanced at Loretta, who met my eyes with a knowing look. We both knew something was wrong. Sam wasn't the type to stay quiet for this long, Ever since I got accepted by them, she was more eager to talk as her curiosity will make her ask questions upon questions. But the way she sighed every few minutes was enough to make anyone worry."Alright," I said finally, wiping my hands on a towel. "What's wrong, Sam?"She shook her head quickly, a forced smile tugging at her lips. "Nothing, I'm fine."Loretta snorted. "That’s the worst lie I’ve heard all day." "I can attest to that fact myself. I know a terrible liar when I see one.”Sam’s shoulders slumped, and she let out a shaky breath. "
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Lucien “I don't need to further stretch this out. Tanaka will address this, since it was under your watch something destructive as this happened.”The conference room in Bangkok was suffocating with tension, the kind that made men shift uneasily in their seats despite the frigid blast of air conditioning. Twelve days. Twelve relentless days of chaos, and now it was coming to an end. I had come to Thailand believing whatever this is will take nothing less than two days to get over with. The companies associated with the leaks are more than three, something that made my men and I worked tiredlessly on paperwork alongside the Authorities to be able to eventually get a hold on the companies involved. But then, something as that will not happen if people within my company aren't involved. And those are the one getting judged today.The investors sat rigidly in their seats, their eyes flickering between the large screen displaying the final report and the two men standing by the door
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GreyThe numbers on the screen blurred as I stared at the financial reports spread across my desk. My hands trembled slightly, the weight of my losses pressing down on me like an anchor.The red figures seemed endless—debt upon debt, losses piling up faster than I could even attempt to salvage anything. My company's shares were in freefall, and with every passing hour, the damage only grew worse. The phone on my desk buzzed relentlessly, but I ignored it.I had been subjected to monitoring things from home as the company is a shadow of itself. And seating right here in my study, sweating profusely only meant that I'm screwed.At first, it seemed like Lucien had eased his grip, giving me room to breathe. I was wrong. He had only stepped back to strike harder. Now, every shareholder had withdrawn their investment, products were being returned in bulk, and staff were quitting in droves. I couldn't even keep up with the outdated debts; I had been forced to take out loans, using my house
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AthenaI was still in shock, my hand held up in midair, stopped just before it could land on Moore's cheek.Lillard's grip was firm, not rough, but tight enough that I could hardly move. My nails curled into my palm, a slow burn of frustration simmering under my skin."Let go of me," I hissed, jerking my arm in an attempt to free myself, but he didn’t budge. His face remained impassive, as if he was just carrying out another mundane task."Miss Faris," Lillard said in that annoyingly calm voice of his, "I apologize, but I can’t let you hit her.""Can't let me?" I echoed, my voice dripping with incredulity as I shot him a venomous glare. "Who the hell do you think you are?" “Those are Mr. Giodarno's orders. No one touches her except him.” He replied.I scoffed. When did Lucien ever made such rule?Moore stood behind him, her lips curving into that insufferable smirk that made my blood boil. She crossed her arms, watching the scene unfold like she was enjoying a private show., though
