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"You might think..." the woman began, but she was interrupted."I can assure it."Damon approached Arabella, but she stepped back. Regaining her composure and quickly putting some distance between them, she felt intimidated. At this stage of the game, she knew it would only be a matter of opportunity until she surrendered completely, and the last thing she wanted was to have Eleonor tormenting her life for discovering her weakness: Damon Banks."How many times did I give in to your advances?" the woman raised her chin slightly, with confidence and a hint of audacity.The storage room was relatively spacious, but it felt cramped as he walked the few steps separating him from Arabella. The man wanted to say something, however, feeling that perfume that he had stored in his mind was like applying amnesia to his brain. Every inch of proximity was poisonous; a dose that would not leave them sober anytime soon."None," she said, taking his silence as an answer.Arabella did not flinch when
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Damon nodded before walking out of the room. When he reached the door, he glanced back. Arabella was subtly flushed, not with shame, but with a certain flush from the effort she had made. Her brown locks were charmingly disheveled. The man had to use all his self-control not to go back, something he never thought of doing before."See you later.""Do not make promises you can't keep, Banks," Arabella raised an eyebrow."That's the only kind of promise I know," he said.The sexual tension still lingered. It was the natural reaction of bodies that could still reproduce contact. Not even distance was able to dissipate the mist of excitement in the air."Think of me when considering the project," Arabella murmured."I am here just because I think of you."**At that night...Banks gently laid her down on the crisp white sheets, covering her body with his own. His eyes swam with emotion as his jaw tightened. They gazed at each other, feeling the need that drove every subsequent action an
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"As you are well aware, we're not confined to any one sector. Our reach spans agriculture, communication, industry," he swept his gaze around the table, "And our ambition knows no bounds. We sought a project that could revolutionize across the board. Hence, we initiated a campaign, inviting smaller, forward-thinking companies to propose ventures for collaboration with Valiant East," he pressed on. "From the multitude of submissions, each meticulously scrutinized, selecting just one wasn't an easy task. Our board labored tirelessly amidst a deluge of proposals," his eyes now fixed on Arabella, "Yet we unearthed the gem. The long-distance communication device from Phantom Group."Applause rippled through the room, directed at Mason, the presumed architect of the project. Unbeknownst to them, it was Arabella's genius at work. Mason rose. "Mr. Banks, I extend my gratitude for the consideration," he continued, his words filled with self-importance. Arabella's attention waned, her focus
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"No," Arabella whimpered, her voice trembling with fear and desperation.With a violent shove, Mason hurled her forcefully to the ground, the impact knocking the breath from her lungs as she crumpled into a helpless heap on the cold floor. "I won't end you now because we're in the hospital," he snarled, his eyes ablaze with unbridled rage.Cowering in the corner of the room, Arabella trembled as she braced herself for what would come next. "But know this, Arabella," Mason's voice dripped with malice. "You were on the verge of earning my trust and kindness. Almost. Now, you will endure a hell unlike anything you've ever known in this marriage."Mason loomed over Arabella, his figure cast in ominous shadows as he prowled around the room like a predator circling its prey. With each step, his presence seemed to suffocate the air."You thought you could deceive me, did not you?" Mason's voice was laced with disdain, his eyes ablaze with a twisted combination of fury and satisfaction. "You
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Arabella even looked for signs of sarcasm, which was Damon's trademark, but found none. He was serious. And in that moment, she forgot about her marriage, about Mason, and about her mother-in-law. The impact of the moment spoke louder."Life hasn't been easy for me. I made bad choices because I did not have options. I took care of people who did not deserve it, and God knows how I was stabbed..." Arabella confided."A toast to broken hearts," Damon raised his glass symbolically."You do not even have a heart," she joked, trying to make the moment less personal."Oh... I do, and you just hurt it."Whether the woman liked it or not, the relationship with Damon could never be intimate. Involving their bodies would be appropriate, perhaps even inevitable. But their hearts had to be preserved. There was no safe way for them to relate."Tell me about you. I swear I won't publish an article about your cat's ancestors," Arabella requested.Damon smiled before replying, and the beautiful woman
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"Damon Banks invited me to dinner," she said nervously, "But nothing happened between us.""I believe you," Mason said. "You would not be foolish enough to betray me... again."Arabella's heart skipped a beat as Mason's towering figure loomed closer, casting a shadow over her. She felt a tremor run down her spine as his gaze locked onto hers. Every muscle in her body tensed as he extended his hand towards her, her breath catching in her throat. She braced herself for impact, expecting his touch to be harsh and unforgiving.But then, against all her fears, Mason's hand landed gently on her cheek, his touch surprisingly tender. A wave of conflicting emotions washed over her - relief and confusion. "You are so beautiful and intelligent. Why do you insist on fighting against me? Against my family?" he murmured."I am not against you," Arabella protested."Oh, Arabella... such a liar," Mason chuckled as he returned to his seat. "I am leaving tonight. My mother is being transferred to a h
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"Yeah?""Let's dance, babe. Your gloominess is bringing me down," he said, already getting up before she could decline.Of course, Arabella wasn't having her best days. It seemed like every aspect of her life was crumbling. But she allowed herself to be happy for one night. For one night, Mason was far away and could not punish her.Arabella did not refuse; she loved to dance. In fact, that was one of her qualities. Years ago, in her childhood, the beautiful woman had been a dancer. She would have loved to continue, maybe even made it her profession. However, as always, past disputes always haunted her, and she had to marry to save the family.Leaving their drinks on the table, Will and his friend made their way to the dance floor, joining the sweaty, energetic bodies. It did not take long for them to get into the groove too, moving as if they were choreographing a dance. It was a beautiful sight. Will and Arabella had synchronization, rhythm, connection, passion. She was pure sensu
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Damon grabbed Arabella's hand and pulled her body close to his. The impact was entirely emotional, like a meeting of souls. Then, he held the woman's slim waist and placed her on one of the cars parked in the narrow alley. All with admirable effortlessness.She had a moment of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by the sensation of Damon's lips pressing against hers. Arabella did not recoil, nor did she consider it. She simply parted her legs, creating the perfect space for Damon to be between them. And that's what he did.The man's hands were everywhere but stayed nowhere. Damon tightened his grip on Arabella's waist, traced her legs, caressed her skin, lifted her dress.In turn, Arabella ran her fingers through his hair effortlessly. It wasn't like they were in a dark street when they deepened the kiss. Their tongues intertwined, flavors mingled, desires unfolded, and senses mirrored each other.Arabella might think she was just another woman passing through Damon's life, but she
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The cold rain outside seemed to intensify the warmth emanating from the crackling fireplace. Arabella nestled herself closer to the flickering flames, her mind consumed by the storm of thoughts swirling within her."Here," Damon's voice, soft and soothing, broke through her reverie. He offered her a steaming cup, his eyes reflecting a silent understanding."Thank you," Arabella murmured, accepting the cup with a small, grateful smile. Though she held it in her hands, she seemed more drawn to the comfort of Damon's presence than to the warmth of the drink.As Damon settled beside her, Arabella felt a hesitant longing stirring within her. She turned towards him, their eyes meeting in the flickering firelight, and in that moment, words seemed unnecessary. There was a silent communion between them, an unspoken understanding of shared pain and solace.Without a word, Arabella leaned into Damon's embrace, seeking refuge from the tempest of emotions raging within her. His arms enveloped
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ONE YEAR LATERThe atmosphere was as funereal as the situation itself. The sun hadn't visited that part of the city since the previous day, as if it were also in mourning. Heavy clouds and timid splashes of rain were present, which only made the day seem less happy.A white tent chapel had been placed in the mansion's garden. It was a large space, enough to accommodate the thirty people present. The dark wooden coffin was centered in the chapel, open so everyone could see Victor's limp, pale body.White chrysanthemums decorated the coffin. Those were traditional flowers at wakes, and they meant "Golden flower”, from the Greek.Three of Victor's friends were next to the coffin, crying softly and drying their tears with a tissue as they recalled their journey. They were long-time friends. Their suits were as dark as the sky, representing perhaps eternal mourning.That was the garden of the mansion that Arabella had bought months before. She barely had time to get used to the place.Anas
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HOURS LATERAs Damon stepped into his city apartment, a heavy silence greeted him, amplified by the absence of any illumination. The darkness enveloped him like a heavy cloak, its weight pressing down on his shoulders as he traversed the familiar space. He made no move to flick on a light switch, preferring instead to let the shadows consume him, mirroring the desolation that gnawed at his insides.Approaching the drinks table, he reached for a decanter, his hand moving with practiced precision as he poured himself a potent measure of whiskey. The liquid glimmered faintly in the dimness, casting fleeting reflections against the polished surface of the glass. With a solemn sigh, he lifted the drink to his lips, the fiery liquid igniting a dull ache in his chest as it slid down his throat.Leaning against the window, he gazed out at the city sprawled before him, its towering buildings reaching up towards the inky sky like silent sentinels. The nocturnal metropolis seemed to pulse w
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The interior of the vehicle was permeated with Banks's scent. He wore an excessively good perfume, not exactly strong, but rather striking. It was the kind of smell that only a person with a lot of money would have.The door was closed, and because she was in a complete trance, Arabella was scared. Christopher wisely remained outside so that he would not hear the conversation.Banks, with her naturally dark charm, twirled the ring on her middle finger while pretentiously ignoring Arabella. His gaze was directed forward, but so far away that it did not even seem like he was in that country.The woman moved closer to the door, as if it were possible to merge with the car. Damon noticed the movement, but did not bother to assure her that she did not need to be afraid. Because maybe she needed it."Everything is fine with you?" Arabella whispered so quietly that she wasn't sure she was heard, even with all the silence that surrounded them.Damon remained silent, and then he sank deeper in
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And with that, everyone burst into prolonged applause. Some even stood up, but no one really knew the intention behind the speech. All that was left was for him to say Arabella's name, with each letter."Thank you all for coming. And if it's not too much to ask, be loyal. do not love me, but be loyal" Damon walked away from the pulpit and went down the stairs as he had gone up; ignoring all the eyes on you.In turn, the master of ceremonies returned to say a few words. "I am flattered by the opportunity to hear you, Mr. Banks. Now, for the entertainment of our audience, I would like to call to the stage Mr. Landwy, the evening's violinist."Arabella waited until the first chords of the violin sounded before muttering something to her father and standing up. People did not notice when she walked in long strides to the bathroom, as at this moment wine glasses began to be served throughout the room.Arabella thought that she could take refuge in that luxurious environment for the rest of
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TWO DAYS LATER. NEW YORK.The dress shone when the few lights that filtered through the window touched it. The fabric was thin, sliding across the white skin with each subtle movement. The blue silk was a pure, almost innocent tone.Arabella was sitting in the backseat of the Bentley, and, next to her, Victor was also watching the view of the New York streets as the car passed through them. They were silent, as on many other occasions, but they were not uncomfortable. At least not with each other.Victor's treatment was having some effect. The best doctors in the city were taking care of him, at Damon's request, paid for by Damon.The father wore a tuxedo, the daughter wore a beautiful sky blue dress, along with long gloves in the same color. Her brown strands were tied into a high bun, with a few curls perfectly curled and loose.And when the car stopped in front of the Banks Nouveau building, the lady felt her hands sweat inside her gloves. There were countless photographers outside
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Banks took a deep breath. Their brief moment of silence was enough to make Colton and Spencer's hearts race."You are up to your neck in this story, but she's not. Arabella's the only good part of this whole shit. Think about that before you backtrack," Spencer muttered, just in case.And to say those words did not reach Banks would be a lie. He felt them as if they were punches to his face, but he knew how to pretend to be careless. Because, deep down, maybe he agreed."I do not usually go back"Damon, seeing that the conversation had come to an end, turned his back to the inspector. He even glanced at Colton. Banks made a subtle sign with her index finger and the security guards returned to the car."But in any case, when you decide to join people in destroying me, find stronger allies" he muttered before entering the door that his driver kept open.The first car made a subtle maneuver inside the warehouse and slid out, followed by the second.And then, just then, Colton approached
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TWO DAYS LATERThe lights of New York were known throughout the world. The city awakens, with people bustling around and never, ever stopping. It was a place famous for everything it showed, but few people knew what New York was hiding. Few knew the shadows of the most illuminated city in the world.The shadows were in the suburbs, in isolated areas that not even the sun could reach. Where the streets were muddy, buildings were abandoned and people cried without hope.In a less busy area, where the asphalt ended and the dirt streets began, there was an abandoned warehouse. It was an unfinished building, with exposed bricks and half-shattered pillars.The smell from the warehouse was unsanitary.Dust had dominated the four corners of the room, and everything that was there was abandoned. There were crates at the ends of the warehouse, covered with a dark, dirty tarpaulin.Spencer Davis was in the warehouse, sitting in a chair almost as old as the one he had in his office. Behind the ma
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SOME HOURS LATERWith a graceful stride, Arabella entered the conference room, commanding attention in her ensemble — an elegant green dress complemented by sleek heels. Her hair, neatly pinned back, accentuated her sharp features, and as she walked, there was an air of confidence about her."Good afternoon, gentlemen," she greeted, her voice carrying a polite tone subtly infused with determination."Miss Collins," Louis Tompson, the lawyer, rose from his seat upon her arrival, extending his hand in a gesture of sympathy. "My condolences for the divorce?"Arabella's response was swift and resolute. "Not at all," she declared, dismissing any notion of condolence.Seating herself across from Mason, with Tompson positioned at the head of the table, Arabella's eyes met Mason's with a mixture of disdain and relief. Gone was the power he once held over her — she was free now, and she made sure he knew it."Now, the purpose of this meeting is to align the restructuring of the companies," th
