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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
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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 Now, every shareholder had withdrawn their investment, products were being returned in bulk, and staff were quitting in droves. I couldn't even keep up with the outdated debts; I had been forced to take out loans, using my house
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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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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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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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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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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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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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MooreI furrowed my brows, walking directly out of the hospital.Someone was waiting for me outside.A strange occurrence, considering who I am now. If it were Lucien, he wouldn’t have bothered with something as simple as waiting outside. He would have walked in like he owned the damn place, his presence enough to silence a room.Lillard? Possibly. But what reason did he have to meet me so urgently?I sighed, slipping my phone back into my uniform pocket as I made my way toward the exit. I had left Mirabel with Ethan for now, and I didn’t want to waste time on whatever nonsense this was.The moment I pushed the heavy hospital doors open and stepped into the crisp evening air, I stopped dead in my tracks.Grey Addison.For a split second, I didn’t recognize him.He looked like a man who had just crawled out of hell. His usual arrogance had been buried beneath exhaustion, his once-polished appearance now tainted with disorder and pain. His right arm was wrapped carefully, and even from
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Moore"You’re just determined to make Georgia hate you, aren’t you?" I said, glancing at Ethan as we walked side by side through the hospital hallway. His hands were full, carrying all the cleaning supplies like it was nothing."Well, I don’t give two fucks about her," he replied without hesitation, his tone cool and indifferent.I sighed, shaking my head. "You really don’t seem to understand that she likes you."Ethan shot me a sideways glance, his expression unreadable. "Are you interceding for her? That’s a shame." His voice was serious, but I caught the slight amusement beneath it.I frowned. "What? No. I just think you’re usually good at reading a room. This whole act of yours is only making her hate me more, though." I shrugged, resting my hands behind my back as we continued walking.Ethan ducked his head slightly, his piercing gaze settling on me. "Do you want her to like you?"I blinked, momentarily thrown off by his directness. It was unexpected. Ethan wasn’t exactly the typ
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Moore"It pays to be a billionaire’s wife. Only someone with such status will resume work three weeks after her first day," Brittany sneered, her sharp eyes narrowing in disgust.I remembered my first day at this hospital vividly—Brittany had hurled insult after insult at me.Now, nothing had changed.I glanced at her, my expression blank, radiating an indifference I knew would only piss her off more.I don’t give a damn what you think about me.I wasn’t here for Brittany or anyone else. I was looking for one person.Ethan.It felt like months since I last came here. The memories of that day were still raw, still bleeding.I had stopped coming after Ethan had given me those jackets, a moment of kindness that had cost me dearly.Lucien had punished me for it.By dragging Athena to his bedroom.By making me watch. He had also had me whipped the next morning, rendering my body useless while he also made sure my clothes, the very one I and Lillard got were burned.A violent shudder ran do
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AthenaMoore was carried by Lucien!I stared at my phone, frozen.The image burned into my mind like a cruel joke, one I couldn't wake up from. My grip tightened around the device as my anger swelled, boiling over with every second I continued to look.The headline at the top of the article taunted me, even though my name wasn’t mentioned.“Billionaire elite Lucien Giordano spotted outside his launch event carrying his once-disgraced wife in his arms. Has he finally forgiven her for the humiliation she caused him six years ago?”Wife… why do they call him his wife? Moore is no wife to Lucien!I scrolled, unable to take my eyes away, another one followed.“Enemies to lovers? Has the great Lucien Giordano rekindled his past love with Moore?”My breath hitched. I felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs.No.This wasn’t the Lucien I knew. There was no way in hell he would do that for Moore. For her.Lucien never looked at her the way he looked at me.He had never carried me bef
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Athena“I’ve told you already, Athena. Bring me that guy you were caught kissing, or you’ll marry the man I choose for you.”My father’s voice thundered through his office, laced with authority and finality.I stood before him, arms crossed, barely holding in my frustration. How many times did I have to repeat myself? I didn’t know the man in the photo. It had been a mistake, a fleeting, meaningless moment, yet my father clung to it like a scandalous crime.The stranger had yet to make himself known, lurking in the shadows while I bore the brunt of the consequences.I had been on my way to the hospital when his call came through, demanding my presence immediately. As if my life revolved around his whims.Not that my life was in order anyways.Lucien hadn’t spoken to me in days. He had given Moore, Moore absolute power, while I was left stranded in silence. And now, the stranger I had spent a single night with had the audacity to send me my own nudes. My own.He had been on my neck, se
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Lucien“The app is doing well sir,” Greg’s voice came through the phone. “We’re seeing excellent returns after just a few hours. The public’s responding better than we anticipated.”“Good,” I replied, trying to sound neutral, though my mind was far from it. “I’ll be back in the office tomorrow.”Greg chuckled. “So, you’re just waking up, you sa—”“Shut up,” I said, ending the call before he could end whatever it's he wanted to say. I wasn’t in the mood for his teasing. Just before I could fully concentrate on the view outside the building, I shove my sleeves up a little more, my hair messy as I hadn't combed or do anything just yet.Carolina , one of the staffs walked downstairs towards me. “Are you ready for breakfast now sir?”I tilted my head a little. “Is Moore up?”She raised her eyes, possibly wondering who Moore was. “We don't have two females sleeping in my room Carol, do we?” “Oh, no sir.” She said quickly, bowing while her face twitched with regrets. “I'm so sorry, I
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LucienI had never slept like that before.Deep. Uninterrupted.It was unsettling. Right after Ava died, I haven't been able to sleep for more than an hour.I would have woken up to nightmares about how she was hit by a running vehicle, a man who had long ceased breathing. I'll have dreams of how the doctors tried to save her.Those had haunted me for ever!Waking up and seeing Moore beside me was a shock I hadn't prepared for. I wasn’t the kind of man who could fall asleep easily, let alone stay asleep for more than an hour. And yet, I had spent over seven hours in bed, undisturbed, with her beside me.I sat up on the bed, my eyes on her peaceful face. Not only did I wrapped her up in my arms, I had my head snuggled right into her hair.I ran a hand through my hair, my mind replaying the events of the previous night.She had fallen asleep on my shoulder in the car, barely a few minutes after taking the painkillers. I had been taken aback when her head hit my shoulder so effortlessly,
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MooreSomeone must have opened the curtains because the harsh rays of sunlight hit my face, searing through my closed eyelids and pulling me out of the depths of sleep. I could feel a gnawing hunger building in my stomach, an undeniable reminder that I had to wake up. There was no avoiding it. I opened my eyes, squinting against the sudden brightness.At first, everything was blurry. I turned my head on the bed, trying to figure out where I was. It didn’t look familiar. The soft, luxurious sheets beneath me were different from anything I’d slept in before. Slowly, my vision cleared, and I saw a woman standing near the bed, dressed in a simple yet elegant uniform, just like the domestic workers at the mansion."Loretta?" I mumbled, my voice groggy and thick from sleep."Good morning, Mrs. Giordano," the woman said in a soft, polite tone. Her voice was sweet, yet it sounded unfamiliar, one I swore I had never heard before.I blinked, still not fully awake, as I rubbed my face, trying to
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MooreA heavy warmth pressed against my side, anchoring me in place. My body stirred, still sluggish with sleep, but the unfamiliar weight around my waist sent a jolt of awareness through me.My eyes fluttered open. The ceiling above me was different. The scent in the air was rich cedar and something distinctly masculine. Wasn’t mine. A slow, creeping dread settled in my gut.I stirred again, shifting slightly, but the moment my vision cleared, I was met with the strikingly beautiful features of a man.My brows furrowed in confusion. What…?Tilting my head slightly to get a better look, my breath caught in my throat.Lucien.Lucien was fucking lying next to me. How on earth is that even possible?My breath hitched. His arm was wrapped securely around my waist, holding me against him like I belonged there.Panic shot through me like lightning. How the hell did I end up in the same bed as him?His face, even in sleep, was carved with the kind of ruthless beauty that could make anyone fo
