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The jet cut through the night sky, its engines humming beneath us like a beast biding its time. I sat stiffly in my seat, staring out the window at the endless black void below. The reality of what was happening still hadn’t fully settled.My mother was alive.And she was in Spain.I turned my head, watching Thiago from the corner of my eye. He had leaned back, fingers tapping against his glass in slow, measured beats. His eyes were on me, as if he was waiting for me to break the silence.I refused to give him that satisfaction.Instead, I asked the one question that had been burning in my mind since we took off.“How long have you known?”Thiago’s tapping stopped. He didn’t look away, didn’t flinch. “A few weeks.”A sharp breath left my lips. “A few weeks?” I repeated, my voice cold. “You let me believe she was dead for weeks?”“I didn’t let you believe anything,” he corrected. “I was gathering proof. If I had told you too soon, you would have gone straight to your father and gotten
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The weight of the note in my palm felt heavier than it should have been."The truth is in the ledger."I read the words again, my pulse hammering. My mother was gone. Taken. And this—this cryptic message—was all she had left for me.Thiago stood beside me, eerily calm. Too calm. “We need to move.”I looked up at him. “Do you know what ledger she’s talking about?”His jaw tightened. “No.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re lying.”His lips twitched in something that wasn’t quite a smirk. “I don’t lie, Wifey—I just don’t tell you things you don’t need to know.”Heat flared in my chest. “Thiago—”“I’ll find out which ledger she meant.” His voice was smooth, controlled. “Right now, we focus on finding her.”I exhaled sharply, shoving the note into my pocket. The room was trashed—furniture overturned, shattered glass glinting in the dim light. Whoever took her had made sure there was nothing left behind.“Check the cameras,” Thiago ordered one of his men. “If they’re wiped, find out who wiped the
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I hated this.Hated the way Thiago could twist a simple truth into a noose around my throat. Hated the way he stood there—so calm, so sure that I’d fold.Because he knew.He knew I didn’t have a choice.I could say no, of course. I could walk away, pretend none of this was happening, pretend I wasn’t tangled in a mess that could bury me alive.But that would be a lie.I swallowed hard, keeping my chin up as I stared into his dark, calculating eyes. “And if I agree?”Thiago’s smirk deepened. “Then you’re mine.”My pulse stuttered. “That wasn’t part of the deal.”“No?” He tilted his head, feigning innocence. “Bridgette, cariño, everything is part of the deal.”My fingers curled into fists. “Define mine.”Thiago chuckled, a slow, velvety sound that sent a shiver down my spine. “Loyalty, Wifey. That’s all I ask.”I knew better. With Thiago Bermudez, nothing was ever that simple.He took a step closer, the heat of his body pressing against mine. “You don’t trust me. Good. You shouldn’t. Bu
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The elevator doors slid open, and the crisp evening air greeted me as I stepped into the parking lot. My heart was still racing from Victor’s words, his warning clawing at the edges of my mind."You’re wrong."I shoved the thought aside and walked briskly to my car, my heels clicking against the pavement. I needed space—to think, to breathe. The moment I slid into the driver’s seat, I rested my hands on the wheel and exhaled, forcing myself to loosen my grip.Signing that contract had felt like a death sentence, but wasn’t it what I wanted? Wasn’t this exactly what I had set out to do? To secure my place in Bermudez Group? To get revenge for my father’s downfall?So why did it feel like I had just handed over my soul?A sharp knock on my window made me jump.Thiago.I hadn’t even seen him come down. He stood beside my car, hands in his pockets, looking every bit the wolf who had just cornered his prey.I rolled the window down. “Are you here to gloat?”His lips curled slightly. “If I
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I stepped back, putting distance between us before his presence could suffocate me.“Cut the theatrics, Thiago. Why are you really here?”His smirk never wavered, but there was something darker in his gaze now. “I came to remind you who holds the leash in this arrangement.”My stomach tightened. “Leash? I don’t belong to you.”His hand lifted lazily, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face before I could swat him away. “You signed the contract, cariño. That makes you mine in ways that matter.”I let out a bitter laugh. “Yours? Is that what you tell yourself to sleep at night? You don’t own me, Thiago. No one does.”His lips quirked. “You say that, but every time I push, you react.” His fingers trailed down my arm in a slow, deliberate path. “Tell me, Bridgette, if I don’t own a part of you, why do you tremble when I touch you?”I shoved his hand away. “You’re delusional.”His dark chuckle was low, knowing. “Maybe. But I always get what I want.”I crossed my arms, trying to suppress
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Lucia’s question echoed in my mind long after she had gone to bed.Do you actually see a way out?I wanted to say yes. I wanted to believe that this was just a temporary arrangement—that I could walk away unscathed. But every time I thought about leaving, something held me back.Was it the contract? The power Thiago wielded over my life? Or was it something far more dangerous—something I refused to name?I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I stared out at the city skyline.And then, as if summoned by my thoughts, my phone buzzed.Thiago.I hesitated before answering. “What?”His voice was smooth, controlled. “Open the door.”I blinked. “Excuse me?”“Open the door, Bridgette.”A shiver ran down my spine. Slowly, I walked toward the front entrance. As soon as I turned the handle, the heavy door swung open, revealing Thiago in a crisp black suit.He stepped inside without invitation, his presence consuming the space. “You left in a hurry earlier.”I crossed my arms. “Because I di
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The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of salt from the ocean beyond the cliffs. The villa before me was breathtaking—an architectural masterpiece of sleek glass walls, stone pathways, and warm lights glowing softly against the dark sky. It was secluded, luxurious… and it felt like a trap.Thiago placed a hand at the small of my back, guiding me toward the entrance. “You’re tense.”I stepped away from his touch, glaring up at him. “I don’t like surprises.”His lips twitched as if I’d just amused him. “You’ll like this one.”I doubted that.We entered through massive double doors, revealing a space that was both elegant and intimate. Dark wood floors stretched beneath my heels, and expensive artwork adorned the walls. A fire crackled in a sleek stone hearth, casting flickering shadows over the leather furniture. It was the kind of place designed for indulgence.I turned to him, crossing my arms. “What is this, Thiago? Some twisted version of a honeymoon?”He chuckled, slow a
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Sleep didn’t come easily that night.I lay in the massive bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying Thiago’s words over and over. The way he had looked at me, the way he had challenged me. It made my skin burn with frustration—and something else I didn’t want to name.I should have taken the damn key.I should have walked out just to prove him wrong.But I hadn’t.And now, I was trapped in my own head, questioning everything.The distant sound of waves crashing against the shore was the only thing breaking the silence. The villa was quiet, except for the occasional creak of the wooden floorboards outside my door. Was it him? Pacing? Waiting for me to come to my senses?I groaned, flipping onto my side. “Ridiculous,” I muttered to myself.Thiago Bermudez was a manipulative bastard. A man who played with people like they were chess pieces, moving them where he wanted until he won. And somehow, I had let myself get dragged into his game.I needed to regain control.With that thought, I push
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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
