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Lena stormed into her bedroom, her chest rising and falling with anger-fueled breaths. The room was dimly lit, the scent of rain clinging to her damp clothes as she closed the door behind her with a firm click.Asher was already inside.He stood by the window, his silhouette sharp against the backdrop of the storm still raging outside. His posture was rigid, hands shoved into his pockets, jaw tight. He had changed out of his earlier clothes into a loose black shirt and sweatpants, but despite the comfort of his attire, his entire body screamed tension.Lena crossed her arms, not moving from the door.“What did you say to Vincent?”Asher didn’t respond and neither did he act like anyone was in the room with him. His gaze remained locked on the darkened glass, as if he could ignore her out of existence— which would be better for his sanity at the moment. She must have enjoyed a good ride with her lover.Lena took a step forward. “Mr. Asshole.”Nothing.She clenched her jaw. “I know you
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The neon lights of the nightclub flickered against the dark city streets as Lena pushed through the doors, the cool night air hitting her flushed skin.She adjusted her bag over her shoulder, her eyes scanning the sidewalk until they landed on Abby, leaning casually against a lamppost.Abby grinned as soon as she spotted her. “Well, well. If it isn’t my favorite overworked bartender.”Lena rolled her eyes. “You say that like I have a choice.”“You don’t,” Abby said, linking her arm with Lena’s as they started down the street. “That’s why I’m here to make sure you don’t drop dead from exhaustion before we even reach the bus stop.”Lena huffed a tired laugh, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.Abby must have noticed, because her playful demeanor shifted. “Okay, what’s up with you? You’ve been weirdly quiet all night.”Lena hesitated, her fingers tightening around the strap of her bag.She wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk about it—hell, she wasn’t sure if she could. The last few hours h
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The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass as Matteo pulled the sleek bronze Tesla out of the driveway. Vincent sat in the backseat, staring out the window with a hard expression, his school backpack slung lazily over one shoulder.Just as Matteo was about to accelerate, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed across the driveway."Wait!" Lena’s voice rang out.Vincent turned his head just in time to see her sprinting toward the car, her messy ponytail bouncing as she waved one arm frantically. Matteo sighed, already rolling down the passenger window."Mrs. Josh?" he asked, hidden amusement flickering in his dark eyes."Don’t call me that, call me Lena" Lena huffed, gripping the door handle. "I need a ride to the preschool."Matteo arched a brow. "You do realize this is not a taxi service, right?"Lena ignored him and yanked the back door open, sliding in next to Vincent. She barely had time to close it before Matteo pulled out of the driveway. She mouthed a foul
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Vincent hopped out of the car, slinging his backpack over one shoulder. He didn’t say goodbye, just gave Lena a brief glance before disappearing into the sea of students.Lena sighed, sinking back into the seat as Matteo pulled away from the curb.The car was silent for a few moments before Matteo cleared his throat."I—uh—" he hesitated, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. "I heard what you said to Asher, the other day. About Phillip. It wasn't my intention to eavesdrop."Lena turned to him, surprised. Matteo had never spoken to her before, and his voice was deeper than she expected—calm, steady, with just the slightest hint of hesitation."You were listening?"Matteo kept his eyes on the road. "Not on purpose."Lena studied him, noting the slight stiffness in his posture. "And?"A muscle in his jaw twitched. "You’re not wrong to be concerned."Her breath hitched, in bewilderment. She leaned forward and whispered, "You think he’s hurting Pamela too?"Matteo hesitated. "I do
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Lena stormed into her bedroom after another long day at the club, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had spent all night replaying the conversation with Vincent, trying to figure out how to convince Asher of the truth.Asher sat behind his average-sized steel desk situated by the left corner of the room, fingers steepled beneath his chin. His sharp brown eyes flickered to her, then back to the documents in front of him. He didn’t acknowledge her presence beyond that.Lena clenched her jaw. Of course, he was going to make this difficult.“Asher, we need to talk.”“Busy.”She stalked toward him, placing both hands flat on his desk. “Well, too bad. Because this isn’t something you can ignore.”Asher sighed and leaned back, rubbing his temples. “If this is about what happened last night—”“It is,” she interrupted, tersely. “Pamela is being abused.”His entire body tensed, but he kept his expression blank. “Drop it, Lena.”“No.”His jaw tightened, anger tightening in his chiseled j
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Asher leaned against the cold metal railing of the balcony, staring out into the night. The city lights flickered in the distance, but his mind was somewhere else.Lena’s words echoed in his head."You’re being a coward."His fingers curled into fists.Coward? He had fought battles in boardrooms, crushed competitors, and built an empire from the ground up. He had never backed down from anything.Yet, when it came to Pamela… he had avoided it. Why? Because he was scared to believe it was true. He was scared to believe a middle-class woman had discovered what had been right under his nose before him.And no matter how much he denied it, that was the truth.A heavy sigh left his lips. If what Lena said was true, if Vincent had known all along…He straightened.There was only one way to find out.______________Asher stood outside Vincent’s room, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He didn’t knock. He simply opened it and walked in.Vincent was sitting at his desk, staring blankly at his
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Phillip straightened his shirt, forcing a casual smile onto his face as if nothing had happened. “Ah, Asher,” he said smoothly, “I was just asking Lena to grab something from the fridge—”He never got to finish his sentence when Asher lunged at him.The first punch landed square on Phillip’s jaw, sending him stumbling back against the counter.“Bastard!” Asher roared, grabbing Phillip by the collar and slamming him into the refrigerator. “You abused my sister? Threatened her? Do you think you’ll get away with it?”Phillip barely had time to react before another punch crashed into his ribs. He gasped, doubling over in pain, but Asher wasn’t done. His fists rained down with relentless fury, fueled by years of oblivion and the weight of Vincent’s words.He had overheard the conversation between Lena and Phillip. Asher couldn't help but blame himself for everything. How couldn't he have noticed it? How could he have let his sister go through all these things for years?Lena backed away, h
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The flashing red and blue lights disappeared down the driveway as the police car carrying Phillip drove away. His protests had faded into the night, drowned by the heavy silence that settled over the household.Pamela sat curled up on the couch, her hands trembling as she wiped away the last remnants of her tears.Jade tucked a warm blanket around her shoulders. “You don’t have to say anything, dear. Just rest.”Annabelle crouched beside her, her usual playful demeanor replaced by quiet concern. “We’re here for you, Pamela,” she whispered.Danielle brushed Pamela’s hair from her face, her touch gentle. “You’re safe now,” she murmured. “No one will hurt you again.”Lena, who had been sitting close by, squeezed Pamela’s hand.Pamela looked at her with gratitude in her eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Lena smiled softly. “You don’t have to thank me.”Jade turned to Lena. “You’ve had a long day, sweetheart. Go upstairs and get some rest.”Lena hesitated, glancin
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