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The sharp clatter of drawers and the shuffle of fabric pulled me from sleep. My eyelids fluttered open, and for a moment, I was disoriented, unsure if I was still dreaming. But the sound of hushed voices and the unmistakable sensation of someone rifling through my things jolted me awake.“What the hell?” I sat up abruptly, my voice groggy but firm.The sight that greeted me was surreal. Two maids were rummaging through my dresser, tossing garments and accessories onto the floor as if they were searching for something. Another maid was bent over my bedside table, going through my jewelry box.“Excuse me! What do you think you’re doing?” I snapped, throwing off the covers and scrambling out of bed.The maids didn’t even look at me. They continued their frantic search, their faces blank and determined, as though I wasn’t even there.“Hey!” I shouted, stepping closer and pulling one of them away from my dresser. “I’m talking to you! What is going on here?”Still, none of them answered. Pa
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“Bridgette,” he said, striding toward me. “I just ran into my mother in the hall. What the hell happened?”I took a shaky breath, gesturing to the mess around us. “Your mother decided to accuse me of stealing her emerald necklace. She and her maids tore my room apart and, conveniently, found it in my wardrobe.”Sevi’s jaw tightened, his usually soft brown eyes hardening. “She what?”I nodded, crossing my arms. “She’s trying to frame me, Sevi. I don’t know why, but she clearly wants me out of this house—and out of your life.”Sevi ran a hand through his hair, muttering a curse under his breath. “I’ll talk to her. This is ridiculous.”“Don’t bother,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. “She’s not going to listen to you. She’s made up her mind about me, and nothing you say will change that.”“Then I’ll make her listen,” Sevi said firmly. He reached for my hand, his touch grounding me in a way I hadn’t expected. “You’re not going through this alone, Bridgette. I’m on your side.”I l
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The world always had its cruel sense of timing.I sat on the bench at the park, the morning sun casting a warm glow over the scene. The air was fresh, the sound of distant birds chirping, and the serenity of it all contrasted sharply with the storm raging in my mind.How did Thiago always seem to find us? No matter where Sevi and I went, no matter how careful we tried to be, Thiago always appeared, as though he had some sixth sense that told him exactly where to intrude. It wasn’t just unsettling—it was maddening.“Are you okay?” Sevi asked, breaking my train of thought.I looked over at him, his concerned expression softening the sharp edges of my frustration. “I’m fine,” I lied.He didn’t look convinced, but he let it go.We sat in companionable silence for a moment, the park bustling quietly around us. But that peace was shattered when I spotted a figure approaching in the distance, his tall frame and determined stride unmistakable.Thiago.“Oh, great,” I muttered under my breath.
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The silence in Sevi’s car was deafening as we drove back to the condo unit. The argument at the park lingered like smoke in the air—thick, clinging, and suffocating. Sevi gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles white against the leather, while I stared out the window, my mind racing with a storm of emotions I couldn’t quite name.Thiago’s words echoed in my head: “Do you still love me?”It wasn’t supposed to be this complicated. Sevi and I had agreed to this arrangement to protect him from his father’s meddling, but now? Now, everything felt tangled. Thiago’s presence, his relentless persistence, had shaken whatever fragile balance I thought I had.“We need to talk,” Sevi said, breaking the silence.I turned to look at him, his profile taut with tension. “About what?”“About him.” Sevi’s voice was sharp, almost accusatory.I sighed. “Sevi, I—”“Don’t,” he interrupted, glancing at me briefly before focusing back on the road. “Don’t defend him. Not after what he pulled today.”“I’m not
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The weight of the anonymous message lingered with me the entire day. My mind kept cycling through the possibilities: Who would want to warn me, and why? Was it connected to Thiago, Sevi, or someone else entirely?Sevi was equally unsettled, though he tried to mask it. After our exchange about the message, he stayed unusually close, almost as if he feared leaving me alone would invite disaster. It was sweet, but it also heightened my anxiety. I needed to think clearly, and his protectiveness, while appreciated, was starting to feel suffocating.By mid-afternoon, I excused myself to the bedroom under the pretense of needing rest. As soon as I closed the door, I pulled out my phone and stared at the anonymous message again.“Be careful who you trust.”It felt like a riddle with no answer. If this was about the rumors of the fake engagement, it was already too late for caution. That cat was out of the bag. If it was about Thiago… well, that only made things more complicated.My finger hov
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The next morning came too quickly. Sleep had been elusive, leaving me staring at the cracks of dawn through the window. Thiago’s words replayed endlessly in my mind. I hated how easily he could plant doubt, how even now, his voice lingered like a shadow.Sevi was already up, sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee and his laptop. His hair was slightly disheveled, and he wore a focused expression as he scrolled through something on the screen.“Morning,” I said, my voice raspier than I expected.He glanced up and immediately softened. “Morning. You look like you didn’t sleep.”“Because I didn’t.” I poured myself a mug of coffee, letting the warmth soothe my nerves.“Anything on your mind, or should I guess?” he asked, closing his laptop.I hesitated. “Do you think my father would go to such lengths just to get me back under his control?”Sevi exhaled sharply. “I don’t know your father like Thiago does, but if what Thiago said is true, then yes. It sounds like something he’d
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I clutched the note tighter, its cryptic message echoing in my thoughts."You’re not safe with them. Watch your back."The words were scrawled in hurried, jagged handwriting, almost as though the author had been trembling while writing.Who could have left it? And why?Sevi’s lighthearted voice floated in from the kitchen, humming a melody as he prepared breakfast. Thiago’s deep timbre echoed from the hallway as he finished a phone call, his tone sharp and commanding. The tension between the two men had escalated so much that I felt like I was walking on eggshells around them.And now this?The note had thrown me into a new spiral of doubt.I stuffed it into the pocket of my cardigan and headed toward the kitchen. I needed answers, but more than that, I needed to stay calm.“Morning,” Sevi greeted me with a warm smile. His carefree demeanor was in stark contrast to the chaos unraveling in my mind. “Hungry? I made pancakes.”“Thanks,” I muttered, forcing a smile.Thiago appeared moment
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The house was eerily quiet when we returned. The confrontation in the park left a lingering tension that none of us could shake off. Sevi stormed to his room without a word, and Thiago, who looked more somber than usual, stayed behind in the living room, his jaw tight as if suppressing a storm of emotions.I stood at the base of the stairs, my heart thudding in my chest. That note. Those men. Thiago’s cryptic warnings. It all felt like a puzzle with missing pieces, and I was desperate to figure out what it all meant.But right now, I was stuck in this suffocating mansion, surrounded by tension and unanswered questions.I climbed the stairs to my room, my thoughts spiraling. Once inside, I locked the door behind me. I needed time to think, to process everything.Slipping my hand into my pocket, I pulled out the note again, my fingers trembling. The words seemed darker now, more menacing in the dim light of my room."You’re not safe with them. Watch your back."Who had written it? And h
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The next few days were filled with a sense of impending danger. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were walking on a tightrope, and any misstep would send everything crashing down. Thiago seemed just as on edge as I was, though he didn’t show it on the surface. But I could see it in his eyes—the same hunger, the same drive, the same readiness for whatever came next.I met him in his office late one afternoon. He was reviewing documents, his sharp gaze scanning the pages with an intensity that was almost unsettling."Thiago," I said softly, stepping into his space. He didn’t look up, but I could feel the tension in his posture. "Leah called me last night."His eyes flicked up to meet mine, narrowing slightly. "What did she want?"I hesitated, then told him everything she had said. "She thinks she can make a deal, but I don’t trust her. This isn’t over."Thiago placed the papers down carefully, then stood, crossing the room to stand in front of me. His presence was overwhelming, and fo
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The city skyline shimmered under the evening lights as I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Thiago's penthouse. The weight of recent events pressed heavily on my shoulders. Leah's calculated moves had thrown our world into disarray, and the revelation of her betrayal still echoed in my mind.Thiago entered the room, his expression a mix of concern and determination. "Bridgette," he began, his voice steady, "we need to talk."I turned to face him, searching his eyes for answers. "About Leah?"He nodded. "She's not just targeting the company; she's targeting us—our relationship, our future."I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts. "We can't let her win."He approached, taking my hands in his. "Then let's fight back. Together."The next morning, Lucia, Marcus, and I convened in the conference room. The atmosphere was tense, the air thick with anticipation.Lucia began, "We've traced the leak to a secure server. Only a handful of people had access."Marcus added,
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The days that followed felt like a slow, meticulous countdown. The taste of victory was still fresh, but the knowledge that the war was far from over lingered in the back of my mind. Leah was not one to surrender easily, and I knew she'd find another way to fight back. But for now, the cards were in our hands.Thiago had been unusually quiet since the meeting, his focus sharp, but there was an intensity in his eyes that I couldn’t shake off. As if he was preparing for something I couldn’t yet see.I sat across from him one evening in the penthouse, papers scattered in front of me, but my thoughts were far from the numbers on the page. My mind kept wandering to Leah—how she had looked at me when she left the room, her smile not one of defeat, but of patience, like she was biding her time. That worried me more than any immediate retaliation.Thiago leaned forward, breaking my thoughts. "You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?"I met his gaze, not surprised that he had read me so easily.
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By noon, I couldn’t pretend the walls weren’t closing in.The silence after Leah’s visit wasn't the kind that gave you peace—it was the kind that echoed. Every word she’d said, every warning she dripped like poison, kept looping in my mind like a cursed song I couldn’t turn off.Thiago was mine long before you walked into his life.You’re carrying a weapon.I stood in the shower longer than necessary, letting the water scald away the chill that had crept beneath my skin. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, I couldn’t rinse her off me.When I stepped out, I found Thiago waiting.He didn’t knock. He just stood there in the doorway, sleeves rolled, tie gone, shirt clinging to him like armor that no longer fit.“You’ve been quiet,” he said.“So have you.”He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him like he was sealing us off from the world.“You want to yell at me?” he asked. “Do it. I can take it.”I didn’t yell. I dried my hands on a towel, then looked at him square in the eyes.“Was
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The next morning, I didn’t wake up to the usual soft chime of my alarm or the scent of espresso brewing from Thiago’s automated machine. I woke up to silence.Too much silence.The kind that settles like a fog in the bones, whispering that something has shifted. That something is wrong.I sat up, the silk sheets slipping off my skin as I reached for my phone. No new messages. No updates from Lucia or Marcus. Not even a single email from the security firm Thiago had commissioned. The stillness wasn’t peace—it was calculated quiet.Someone had pulled the plug.I moved quickly, throwing on one of Thiago’s button-downs, not bothering to fasten every button as I padded across the floor, phone in hand. I headed straight for the control panel by the wall—one that synced to the penthouse’s surveillance and internal comms. The screen lit up. Offline.“What the hell?”I tapped the screen again. Nothing.“Thiago?” I called out. No answer. My voice echoed back at me.That’s when the hairs on the
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The next few hours felt like I was walking through a fog, each step heavy with the weight of what was at stake. The note had shaken me more than I cared to admit, but it was also a wake-up call. I couldn’t let this go unnoticed. Not now.I grabbed my phone, dialed Marcus’s number, and pressed it to my ear. The ringing felt like an eternity.“Bridgette,” he answered, voice smooth, like he hadn’t just been part of the most volatile corporate environment I’d ever been in.“Marcus,” I said, keeping my tone level. “I need to know if you’ve had anything to do with the leak.”There was a long pause, longer than I expected.“Bridgette, you know I don’t get involved in... sensationalist games. That’s not my style,” he replied. The casualness of his words didn’t sit right.“I’m not asking about style. I’m asking about leaks.” I pressed, my voice tightening. “You had access to sensitive information, and I need to know if you gave it to anyone.”There was another beat of silence before Marcus spo
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[BRIDGETTE'S POV]The sound of Thiago’s breathing lulled me. Slow. Steady. Unshaken.I hated that.How could he lie there like he wasn’t on the edge of something catastrophic? Like our whole reality hadn’t shifted the second I handed him that test?Maybe it had always been this way—me unraveling in silence while he anchored us with that dangerous, deliberate calm.I lifted my head slightly, just enough to watch him sleep. His face looked younger like this. Less ruthless. The weight of control he always carried had slipped off, if only for the night.I should’ve felt safer. I didn’t.I felt... seen.And being seen terrified me more than the test ever could.I slipped out of bed before dawn, dragging the blanket with me like armor. My feet found the cold marble of the penthouse floor, but I didn’t flinch.I needed space.Not to run—Just to breathe.The bathroom lights were too harsh, so I settled on the balcony. The city was just waking up. Lights blinking to life like a million eyes f
