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Reclaiming His Bride Orion’s Redemption
Orion’s POV The scandal had stirred chaos, but as I stood firm in the packed conference room, I couldn’t help but think about how life had thrown me an unexpected lifeline. Chloe thought she was dismantling my life—destroying everything I held dear—but in her desperate attempt to ruin me, she had indirectly given me the one thing I never thought I’d have: a second chance with Ava.I glanced at my wife, standing poised beside me. My chest swelled with a mix of gratitude and determination. I didn’t deserve this chance, but I had it, and I wouldn’t ruin it again. The mistakes of my past were a weight I carried, but they had shaped me into the man I was now—one ready to fight for his marriage, for Ava, for our future.Chloe’s schemes had backfired spectacularly, and while she may have hoped to punish me, all she had done was remind me of what truly mattered. This scandal wasn’t my undoing—it was my redemption.“Mr. Miller?”The sharp call of a reporter’s voice snapped me from my thought
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Reclaiming His Bride Chloe’s Manipulation
Ava’s POVThe tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife as I leaned back in the plush leather chair, watching the video on Rose’s tablet play out in horrifying detail. Chloe’s staged theatrics were chillingly convincing. Her fake cries, her desperate appearance—it was all an elaborate performance. “She’s been planning this for awhile,” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head. “How did we let her slip through the cracks for so long?” Rose, standing stiffly beside Orion, cleared her throat. “It gets worse,” she said, her voice low but steady. “The breach in the company’s security last month? We’ve traced it back to the Jamesons. They’ve been pulling strings behind the scenes, and we have reasons to believe that Chloe’s part of their game.” I froze, my fingers gripping the armrests tightly. The Jamesons. Of course, it was them. “They’ve been working together all along?” I whispered, fury bubbling beneath the surface. “She’s their pawn. She wants revenge, and they
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Reclaiming His Bride Tick Tock, Chloe
Ava’s POVThe room felt alive with renewed energy as Orion’s pen scrawled furiously across the page. His excitement was contagious, igniting a glimmer of hope where despair had settled only moments before.“What is it?” I pressed, stepping closer to peer over his shoulder.He turned to face us, his grin wide but his voice steady, “I’ve been racking my brain about that night, about every detail. The shirt I wore is the key.”Rose tilted her head. “The shirt? How does that help?”Orion nodded, pacing now as his mind raced. “Yes. Think about it. The video that Chloe used to frame me shows a man wearing a blue shirt. But I distinctly remember wearing a gray shirt that night.”The room went still. I felt the gravity of his words settle in. Rose leaned forward, her brow furrowed. “If we can prove that detail—”“Then we prove the video was staged,” I interrupted, my voice shaking with realization. “Orion, where is the shirt?”He froze mid-step, his face lighting up. “It’s here. In this penth
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Reclaiming His Bride Bluff or Break
Ava’s POV The silence after my confession was deafening. Orion stared at me, a mix of disbelief and cautious admiration in his eyes. Rose, on the other hand, was visibly shocked.“You don’t have anything?” she repeated, her voice sharp. “Ava, this isn’t a game! You just threatened to expose Chloe with evidence that doesn’t even exist!”I leaned back in my seat, crossing my legs, my confidence unwavering. “Rose, the truth is irrelevant when you’re dealing with someone like Chloe. The moment I put her on the defensive, she starts unraveling. Did you hear her on the phone? She’s scared.”“Scared isn’t the same as beaten,” Rose countered, her arms crossed. “What if she calls your bluff?”I glanced at the clock on the wall, the ticking of the second hand louder than it should have been. “Then we think of another plan,” I said coolly. “But trust me, Rose, she won’t. People like Chloe thrive on control, and when you threaten to take it away, they crumble.”Orion stepped forward, his brows
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Ava’s POV I turned to Orion, who looked both relieved and conflicted. “She actually did it,” he murmured, almost to himself. “She didn’t have a choice,” I replied, setting the phone down. Orion’s gaze softened as he looked at me. “You were brilliant, Ava. I don’t know how you do it.” I shrugged, trying to downplay the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. “Someone had to put her in her place.” Rose chuckled, but there was a hint of admiration in her tone. “Remind me never to get on your bad side, boss.” Despite the victory, a lingering unease settled over me. Chloe’s confession was public, but the fight wasn’t over. The video she posted earlier might be discredited, but her actions had set events in motion that couldn’t be undone.By going live, she had indirectly exposed herself. She really has something she’s hiding. What could that be? I guess I’ll have to call Joe to send me the security footage from the day I left the mansion up till when Rose sent Chloe out.I’ll
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Ava’s POVThe car ride back to the penthouse was quiet, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. Orion held my hand as if afraid I’d disappear, his thumb brushing softly against my knuckles. His strong presence calmed me, yet the events at his mother’s mansion lingered in my mind. The venom in her words, the threats, and that haunting smile—it was like a storm waiting to break.We stepped into the elevator, and I finally broke the silence. “She’s unstable mentally. Do you think she’ll try something?”“She will,” Orion admitted without hesitation. His jaw tightened as he stared at the elevator doors. “But it won’t matter. She’s contained now. She’ll have no one left to manipulate.”His confidence should have been reassuring, but I couldn’t shake the unease coiling in my chest. Something about the way she looked at me from the window of her room—a mixture of hatred and certainty—made my skin crawl. I leaned into Orion, pressing my forehead against his arm. “She hates me.”He turned to
Last Updated : 2025-04-03Reclaiming His Bride Pieces of a Perfect Plan
Chloe’s POVThe sound of glass shattering was deafening, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing could drown the fury boiling inside me. I hurled another vase against the wall, watching the shards explode like fireworks across the room. My breaths were ragged, my vision blurred with hot tears of rage. Fury bubbled beneath my skin, hot and relentless, consuming every inch of me as I let out a guttural scream. How had this gone so wrong?“How the fuck did this happen?” I screamed, grabbing a chair and slamming it onto the hardwood floor. “I had them! I had them right where I wanted, and now—” My voice broke as I kicked the fallen chair aside. I paced the room like a caged animal, my mind racing. Everything had been going so well. The scandal had started perfectly—a few whispers, a well-placed leak, Mrs Pricilla’s statement, and then the staged video. It was all so perfect. Ava and Orion were supposed to crumble, retreat into the shadows where they belonged. They were supposed to be the ones h
Last Updated : 2025-04-03Reclaiming His Bride Allies or Pawns
Chloe’s POVThe night felt endless, the heavy air of anticipation wrapping around me like a cloak. The man across the room stared at me with a knowing look, his arms crossed as he leaned casually against the doorframe. He looked unimpressed, as if he could see right through me. “So, what’s your grand plan this time, Chloe?” His voice was calm, calculated, but laced with an undercurrent of frustration. I smirked, adjusting my coat as I prepared to leave. “You’ll see when it’s time. Just stay on standby.”“You’re about to make the same mistake again,” he said flatly, his eyes narrowing. “Charging in with no leash on your emotions, thinking you’re ten steps ahead, when really, you’re one misstep from falling off the cliff.” I paused, my hand on the doorknob, and turned to him slowly. “Then maybe you should stop watching me and start worrying about how you’re going to keep up.” He scoffed, shaking his head. “Don’t come crying again when your plans fail. You’re playing with fire, C
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Ava’s POVThe crisp autumn breeze carried the scent of fallen leaves as I stood before Richard’s tomb, dressed in a flowing white dress that billowed around my ankles. It had been over two years since the chaos, since the battles that tested our strength, our love, and our resilience. Two years since we lost the man who gave me—gave all of us—a new chance at life. A chance at love, at family, at something real. I felt a gentle press against my hand and turned slightly, meeting the warm gaze of my mother-in-law. Without words, I passed her a knowing smile and squeezed her hand back. We had arranged this ceremony not to mourn, but as a reunion. A day to celebrate Richard’s life rather than grieve his absence. Laughter and quiet conversations floated through the cemetery as familiar faces gathered. Holly stood a few feet away, her phone in hand, a small, amused smile playing on her lips as she typed away. I narrowed my eyes, curiosity sparking in my chest. Was she texting… a boy? I
Reclaiming His Bride Fragments of Us
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
Reclaiming His Bride Chloe's Last Stand
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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
Reclaiming His Bride Between Two Shadows
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
Reclaiming His Bride The First Move
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
