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A War of Wills
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Ava’s POV As I stood in Holly’s hospital room, still rattled from the confrontation with my father and stepmother, a strange chill clung to my skin. Something wasn’t adding up. I glanced at Holly, her face filled with concern, and tried to shake off the feeling, focusing instead on her. But just as I was about to sit, Holly’s hesitant voice broke the silence.“Ava… there’s something I need to tell you,” she whispered, eyes darting to the door as if expecting someone to overhear.“What is it, Olly?” I asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.She took a shaky breath. “I overheard something… something our father's wife said. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or if it was real, but I think—she said something like, ‘If he didn't do what he did, their mother would still be alive and I wouldn’t be married to him.’ I—” Holly shook her head, her brow furrowed in confusion. “I can’t be sure it’s exactly what she said, but… it sounded like that.”A rush of anger surged through me, but I kept my
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Ava's POVThe moment I stepped into the car, the weight of everything crashed down on me, pressing against my chest like an iron vice. The mansion, that dreadful family, the accusations… I felt trapped, cornered in a game I hadn’t asked to play. As the driver pulled away from the estate, the silence settled in, thick and stifling.I barely noticed when Rose reached over, placing a comforting hand on my arm. “Ava… are you alright?”That was all it took. The tears I’d been holding back spilled over, hot and heavy. I buried my face in my hands, feeling the rage, frustration, and exhaustion pour out of me in choked sobs. “I… I can’t do this anymore, Rose,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I feel like they’re all just circling, waiting for me to fall apart so they can pick up the pieces.”“They’re just vultures,” Rose said softly, rubbing my shoulder. “They want to wear you down, but you can’t let them. You’re stronger than they think.”I leaned back, wiping my face with a shaking hand, t
Last Updated : 2025-03-06Reclaiming His Bride Heart of the Storm
Orion's POVI barely glanced in Ava’s direction as my mother tore into her, her sharp voice filling the room with pointed insults. Ava stood there, taking it, her face set in a rigid mask, but I didn’t care. She’d chosen this. She’d married my father, knowing what it would mean. When things hadn’t worked out between us, she’d gone for the next best thing—the man with the wealth and power to keep her comfortably in our family. To think she’d wormed her way into this life by wedding him…A sick feeling settled in my stomach. Ava had seen how vulnerable Rmy father was, how his health was failing. Was it possible she’d even had a hand in his death? The idea crossed my mind, but I shook it off. Ava was a lot of things—opportunistic, manipulative—but a killer? No, that seemed a stretch. Still, the bitterness lingered, an icy thorn in my side.Once Ava stormed out, I turned to my mother, keeping my expression neutral. “So, what is this ‘glitch’ you mentioned?”A triumphant glint flashed in
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Orion’s POVAs I stood in the oppressive silence that followed my reluctant agreement with Chloe, a sickening feeling churned in my stomach. The weight of my decision hung over me like a storm cloud, dark and threatening. I couldn’t shake the image of Ava’s hurt expression from my mind, nor the thought that I was about to plunge deeper into a treacherous game where I’d be forced to choose sides.Chloe's grin widened, a predator savoring her victory. “You won’t regret this, Orion. We’ll move quickly and decisively. The longer we let Ava think she’s safe, the more dangerous she becomes.”I nodded, though the motion felt hollow. My agreement stemmed not from weakness but from an instinct for survival. I had no desire to see Ava harmed, but the alternative—to let her gain strength and turn the tide against us—was too daunting to consider.“Just remember,” I said, my voice low and firm, “I won’t let any harm come to her. If you can’t guarantee that, I’m out.”Chloe raised an eyebrow, her
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Orion’s POVThe next morning came too soon, with the sun spilling light into the dining room, yet I felt a heaviness settle in my chest as I sat across from Chloe. We were eating lunch—if you could call it that—past noon, and there was still no sign of Ava. The air was thick with unspoken tension, the remnants of our dark plans lingering like a bad aftertaste.“Can you believe her?” Chloe scoffed, taking a sip of her drink. “That hypocrite. She’s probably busy keeping her bed warm with whatever man she dragged in last night. The audacity of that woman to act like she’s above us.”My mind drifted back to the muffled sounds I had heard the previous night, an unsettling reminder of Ava’s secrets. I pushed my food around my plate, trying to focus on Chloe, who was clearly reveling in her disdain for Ava.“She looks so innocent though,” I muttered absentmindedly, the image of Ava’s silhouette flashing in my mind. Chloe rolled her eyes. “Innocent? More like a cheap imitation of purity. I m
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Ava's POV The afternoon sunlight spilled over the compound as I stepped outside, my heels clicking against the pavement. I felt the weight of exhaustion from the night before. I had cried myself to sleep, my swollen eyes a reminder of my vulnerability. ‘Why does it hurt so much? Why do I feel this way?’But last night and this moment will be the last time I will ever show any vulnerability. No more tears. “They will never see my weakness again,” I muttered to my ears alone.With renewed resolve, I stepped further outside, my heels striking a confident rhythm against the pavement as I neared the garage.Today felt different—I had come armed with a new resolve. And to my surprise, Joe, the driver Richard had assigned to me, was back, fresh from visiting his sick mother.“Good morning, Miss Ava,” he greeted me with a nod and a warm smile. “It’s good to be back.”I returned the smile, genuinely glad to see a familiar face. “Joe! Just in time. I hope your mother’s doing better?”“Yes, m
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Epilogue Orion stood alone on the balcony of the penthouse, the cool morning air brushing against his skin as his thoughts drifted to the past. He had sold the mansion—the one he and Ava once called home. The memories that filled those walls had become too painful to bear. The haunting image of that particular morning played in his mind, unbidden and relentless. Ava in his arms, blood staining her dress as she struggled to breathe, coughing up blood. “Don’t talk, Ava. Please… just stay with me. Somebody get the ambulance!” His frantic cries echoed in his ears as the paramedics wheeled her away, her weak hand reaching out, telling him with her eyes to let her go. Despite the terror in his chest, he listened to her wish and watched her leave, helpless to follow. Uncle Theo had dragged him away, his voice hollow, urging him to pull himself together. “Ava, your wife, will want you here,” Theo had said. Those words, heavy with unspoken meaning, drove him to storm into the conference ha
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Reclaiming His Bride A Bitter Rescue
Orion’s POV“Holly?” I called out, my voice laced with shock. Ava’s head snapped toward the door, and in an instant, she was on her feet, rushing to her sister. Pulling Holly into a tight embrace, Ava clung to her as if letting go would make her disappear. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably. “What happened? Why are you crying?” Holly asked, her voice filled with confusion. “I just missed you,” Ava whispered, her voice soft but thick with emotion. Rose stepped forward, her brow furrowed. “Holly, why are you here so suddenly? Your bodyguard didn’t notify me about this visit.” Holly’s next words landed like a thunderclap. “That’s because he’s dead.” “What?” Ava gasped, pulling back from her sister. Her posture straightened as the words sank in. “What do you mean? What happened? When did this happen?” she asked, her voice rising with urgency. Holly’s gaze dropped, her hands trembling as she whispered, “It’s Dad.” She looked directly at Ava, fear etched
Reclaiming His Bride Mason's Betrayal
Orion’s POVCradling Ava's limp form against me, her body cold and still, the past week came crashing into my mind like a relentless tide, dragging me back to the darkest moments. Chloe’s voice, as clear as if she were standing right here, played over and over in my head.I closed my eyes, fighting the flood of memories, but they came anyway. The first time she’d called after the scandal had faded—her calm, unnervingly calculated tone—it had felt like the beginning of something dangerous. Something insidious.“I want you there at six,” she'd threatened, her voice oozing venom masked as sweetness. “Or I’ll make sure this goes public. Think I’m bluffing? I’ve got a video that’ll destroy you, Orion. Imagine how she’ll react when she sees it. All those nights... How do you think she’ll feel watching our sex video?”The poison in her words sank into my skin, the memory of that call still fresh. “Remember Chicago?” Chloe had murmured, her breath deliberate, every word a careful caress. “I
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Ava’s POV Mason.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice curious as soon as the door clicked shut behind him. He didn’t respond, but only walked further into the room.“I was just about to call you, but…” My words trailed off as I took in his appearance. He was still wearing the same turtleneck and coat I’d seen him in yesterday. In the middle of summer. I frowned. "Mason, it’s sweltering outside. Why are you still dressed like this? You could at least lose the coat. I know this is a corporate setting, but I would never question you even if you didn’t dress so formally.”Mason smirked faintly, brushing off my comment, but before he could respond, Orion spoke, his voice laced with suspicion and accusation. “Why are you wearing so many layers in this weather?” He stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey. “Orion,” I warned, my tone firm. “That’s enough.” Mason’s smirk twisted into a sneer as he locked eyes with Orion. “You don’t
Reclaiming His Bride Power Plays and Betrayals
Ava's POV The morning sunlight streamed through my office window, illuminating the stack of damning documents on my desk. Photos, doctored emails, and fabricated accusations stared back at me, each one a calculated attempt to tarnish my name and shake the foundations of Miller Enterprise. Rose hovered nearby, her face pale with worry. "Ava," she began, her voice trembling. "This... this is catastrophic. It's worse than anything we've ever faced." I remained seated, my face calm and unreadable. “They’re emptying their rifles,” I said, my voice steady, almost amused. Orion paced behind me, his tension radiating like a storm waiting to break. “Ava, this isn’t just about you,” he said sharply. “This is bigger. They’re coming for the company. They’re coming for us.” I raised a hand, silencing him. “Orion, stop.” He froze mid-step, turning to face me. “How can you be so calm? Do you even realize what’s at stake?” “I do,” I replied, standing and brushing off my blazer. “And I k
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The city skyline shimmered like a chessboard under the moonlight, each glowing tower representing a player in this corporate war. While Chloe plotted her revenge, the Jamesons were orchestrating their own calculated strike, a move that would send shockwaves through Miller Enterprise before the Millers even knew what hit them. The Jameson estate exuded an aura of unrelenting power. The sprawling grounds, with their pristine gardens and wrought-iron gates, were more fortress than home, a testament to the family’s wealth and ruthless ambition. Inside the mansion, the atmosphere was no warmer. The study, with its dark oak paneling and looming bookshelves, felt like the nerve center of a war room. Mr. Jameson sat behind the massive desk, his piercing eyes scanning a confidential file. The dim light from the desk lamp cast long, jagged shadows on the walls, amplifying the tension in the room. A glass of bourbon sat untouched beside him, condensation pooling on its surface. Mrs. Jameso
Reclaiming His Bride The Masked Intruder
Ava’s POVThe moment I saw the figure step into view, cloaked in black with their face obscured by a mask, my blood ran cold. A scream ripped from my throat, piercing through the suffocating silence of the house. I didn’t wait to see what they would do next. My instincts screamed at me to run.I turned and bolted back up the stairs, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. I made it halfway to my room when I felt a rough hand wrap around my wrist, yanking me back with such force that I almost lost my balance.“Let me go!” I screamed, twisting and struggling, my free hand clawing at the iron grip that held me. The figure said nothing, their strength overwhelming as they began dragging me toward the stairs.“No! Let me go, you son of a gun!” I kicked and squirmed, planting my feet against the floor and grabbing the railing, anything to slow them down. My nails dug into the wood, and I screamed again, hoping against hope that someone—anyone—would hear me.And I ask again, wh
