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Ava's POVI looked up at him, my pulse racing with a mix of defiance and dread as he towered over me, eyes blazing with a dangerous determination. For a fleeting second, I saw something raw and untamed in his gaze—a glimpse of the man he was before all this bitterness, before his father’s twisted will forced us back into each other’s lives.The room grew impossibly quiet, like the silence just before a storm breaks, amplifying every breath, every heartbeat. He pinned me with his stare, his expression twisted with fury and something else, something darker. A slow smirk crept onto my lips, a rebellion rising from somewhere deep within.“What’s the matter, Orion?” I taunted, my voice a challenge wrapped in silk. “Afraid to fuck me?”The reaction was instant. His face hardened, a flash of anger and wounded pride flickering behind those intense eyes. Before I could process it, he grabbed my wrists, pressing me down firmly, his grip both punishing and possessive. “Fuck you?” he spat, his t
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As dawn broke, Ava made her way downstairs, her heels softly clicking against the marble floor. She ate breakfast alone, her movements deliberate and composed, even as her mind churned with tension. Her delicate hands moved gracefully over the silverware, yet she barely tasted the food. The silence of the dining hall was both a balm and a reminder of the night before, as sleep had eluded her due to the unsettling sounds from Orion and Chloe’s room, their laughter and loud moans seeping through the walls, coiling tight knots of resentment in her stomach.After a while, Ava pushed her plate aside, setting her napkin down with a calm precision that masked her fatigue. She wore a sleek, dark green dress that hugged her form with understated elegance, the color bringing out the depths of her hazel eyes. The fabric draped gracefully over her shoulders, and a thin belt emphasized her slender waist. A subtle sparkle glinted from her diamond earrings, completing the look of a woman who was no
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Orion’s POVI held my silence, letting the tension settle as the boardroom emptied. Ava didn’t move from her new spot across the table, her gaze locked on me, challenging me without a single word. The perfect act of composure—no one but me could see the steel just beneath her calm exterior. It was something I respected, in my own way. She wasn’t afraid to wield her power, but she’d soon learn that I wasn’t a man to be controlled.Once we were alone, I leaned back in my chair, watching her, the amused smirk barely hidden on my face. “Quite the performance, Ava,” I said, letting the silence grow thick between us. “You didn’t seem so concerned with impressing anyone until today. Trouble sleeping?”Her face didn’t flinch, but her eyes gave the faintest flicker. “Not at all,” she replied smoothly, her tone as cold as the frost in her gaze. “If you think this company runs on charm and cheap moves, Orion, you’re mistaken. I’m making sure it’s built to last, even if that means doing things my
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Ava’s POVI swallowed back my frustration, pulling away as Orion’s smug smirk stayed firmly in place. The infuriating arrogance, the way he looked at me like he could see right through every carefully built wall I’d put up—I hated it. And the worst part? He was right.The door clicked shut, and I felt a rush of relief, glad the junior associate hadn’t lingered long enough to see the weakness on my face. I was already berating myself, feeling the hot shame creep up my cheeks. I’d let him get too close. I’d let him pull me into his gravity, again, and just like that, I’d lost the upper hand.Orion’s words lingered in the air, taunting me. “It was for you.” They rang in my ears, irritatingly close, too intimate, too assured. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. I shouldn’t have let him get that close. I shouldn’t have let myself feel anything.As I turned sharply to leave the boardroom, my mind flickered back to last night, to the sound that had seeped through the walls o
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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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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
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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
