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Days had passed since Matthias and Julia's wedding, but the words Thiago said at the hospital kept replaying in my mind. He wanted more than our contract. More than the absurd contract we had—now he wanted a genuine relationship with me. It was as if my brain had short-circuited at that moment, unable to process the meaning behind it. Genuine relationship? Those words didn’t belong in the same sentence as Thiago Bermudez. I had chalked it up to a whim. Maybe it was because of the short flutter of excitement he'd felt when he thought I could be pregnant, which was why he suddenly said that. He always enjoyed control, after all, and a child—his child—would be the ultimate tie between us. But genuine feelings? I couldn’t seem to accept that. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the distraction. Work was piling up, and Lucia had been waiting for me to sign off on a stack of docume
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I sat there, stunned.Thiago Bermudez—the man who always had a plan, who never left anything to chance—was admitting that he wasn’t in control. That he was, in some way, vulnerable to me.“I don’t know what to say,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.He leaned back, his gaze never leaving mine, giving me the space to process. But I knew he wasn’t going to wait forever. Thiago wasn’t the type to give anyone endless time to figure things out. He was patient, but only to a point."Say whatever you're feeling, Wifey" he suggested, his tone gentler than usual. “I don’t expect you to have an answer right now, but I need you to be honest.”Honesty? With Thiago? The man who thrived on power games and manipulation? It seemed ironic. And yet, here he was, asking for something that made my chest tighten with uncertainty.I took a deep breath. “I don’t know if I can trust this,
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The next morning, the air was thick with anticipation as I prepared to meet the mysterious sender. My mind spun with possibilities—what could they know about Thiago that I didn’t? And why now?I arrived at Bayleaf restaurant early, my stomach churning. I had barely slept, the weight of last night’s conversation with Thiago still pressing on me. Was I walking into some kind of trap, or was this person genuinely trying to help me?I ordered a coffee, forcing myself to remain calm as I waited for the stranger to arrive. The minutes felt like hours, my mind running through every possible scenario. Was this some business rival trying to sow doubt in my relationship with Thiago? Or worse, was this someone from Thiago’s past?As the clock struck 10 AM, a man approached my table. He was tall, dressed in a well-tailored suit, his face unfamiliar. His expression was serious, his eyes scanning the room before they landed on me.“Bridgette Martinez?” he asked, his voice low but firm.I nodded, my
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The mysterious man I met yesterday wouldn’t leave my mind. His dark, penetrating gaze, the way he casually hinted at Thiago’s secrets without ever revealing his own name—it all gnawed at me. There was a chill in the way he spoke, as if he knew something that I didn’t. Something dangerous. And as much as I wanted to pretend that I didn’t care, that I could confront Thiago directly, a part of me was terrified.What was Thiago hiding?He wasn’t the type to offer his secrets freely. I knew that much. But I had to know the truth, even if it was ugly. No, especially if it was ugly. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to uncover, but the gnawing feeling that Thiago was hiding something dark couldn’t be ignored.That’s why I hired Marcus.Marcus caught my attention the moment I saw him in the café, mostly because of his ridiculous polka-dotted red tie. It was completely out of place, clashing horribly with the gray, nondescript suit he wore. It almost made me doubt his abilities—almost.“Mrs.
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My body wouldn’t stop shaking. The sight of Marcus’s bloodstained tie had burned into my brain, leaving me on the edge of panic. What the hell had I gotten myself into? My breaths came short and shallow as I stared at the tie, trying to process it all. Thiago had killed Marcus. I didn’t want to believe it, but the evidence was literally right in front of me.I could still feel Thiago’s calm presence lingering in the room, like a predator who had just marked his territory. His words—smooth, confident, terrifying—echoed in my head.“I told you, that you don’t need to look for answers, Wifey. I can always provide you what you need.”I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself. I needed to breathe, to think, but all I could feel was the rising sense of dread in my chest. Thiago had gone too far this time. This wasn’t about control or manipulation anymore—this was murder.And for what? Because I dared to seek the truth?No. I couldn’t just stand here and be afraid of him. I had to do som
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As the door clicked shut behind Thiago, the silence in the room was deafening. I stood there frozen, my heart racing, my mind still trying to catch up with what had just happened. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, as if I could erase the kiss—the control he had over me. My body trembled, not just from the fear but from the shame of how my emotions were tangled, conflicting. I hated him. I hated what he had done, and yet... the way he held me, kissed me—it made me feel things I didn’t want to admit.How could I be so weak?I collapsed into my office chair, my hands shaking as I pressed them to my forehead. My thoughts spiraled in a million directions. Marcus was dead. Thiago had killed him without a second thought. All because I had dared to question him, to try and uncover the truth. What kind of man was I dealing with?No, this wasn’t just about me. If I stayed with Thiago, if I didn’t push back, who else would he hurt? How long before I became just another casualty of his t
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The Cafe was dimly lit, with the faint buzz of conversations and the clinking of glasses filling the air. I could feel my heart pounding as I sat across from the man who had been feeding me information about Thiago. Something about this meeting felt wrong, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. The moment I arrived, I realized I was losing interest in what he had to say. Every time I looked at him, a nagging voice in my head screamed that I shouldn’t trust him, that I was playing a dangerous game behind Thiago’s back. And for what? More secrets? More lies?“Before we go over to what you want to tell me. There’s something I’d like to ask.” I began, leaning back in my seat, “what’s your motive in all this? Why are you so eager to tell me about Thiago’s dark secrets?”The man smirked, leaning forward, his eyes narrowing. “Let’s just say, I have my reasons. Reasons that are none of your concern.”His response was vague, evasive, and it didn’t sit well with me. I needed answers, not ri
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After Thiago's possessive kiss, I felt my body go numb, my mind racing with questions I didn’t want to ask myself. The man who saved me just moments ago now seemed like both my protector and my captor. Every warning he gave, every word he whispered into my ear only deepened the confusion inside me.As he held me close, I could still feel the ghost of his kiss on my lips. I hated how I had responded, how even a part of me wanted to feel safe in his arms. But this wasn’t safety—this was a cage made of fear and control. His hand was still gently resting on my waist, as if he were holding me in place with ease.“I want to go home,” I whispered, barely able to meet his gaze.Thiago’s thumb brushed my cheek again, but there was no smile on his face, no warmth. He was studying me, reading me, perhaps waiting for me to protest more, to push him further. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.“Of course,” he repeated softly, as if considering the word. He nodded and finally released his grip on me, stepp
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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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Bridgette’s POVI stood in front of the penthouse window, watching the city lights blink below me. Everything looked so peaceful from here, but I knew better. Behind the glimmering exterior, everyone was moving, plotting, fighting, hiding. Even the glass separating me from the world below felt like a wall between reality and illusion.Thiago had done his part—leaving no stone unturned, going after every single person who might have leaked information about my pregnancy. At least, that’s what he said. But that wasn’t enough. I couldn’t rely entirely on him. This was my fight too. And I wasn’t about to be dragged into a game I didn’t understand.I let out a long breath and walked back to the table, picking up the digital tablet in front of me. Lucia, Marcus, and the rest of the team were still waiting for the next move. There were no comforting words from Thiago; just the calculated look in his eyes whenever he saw me. He seemed pleased with the progress. He was the kind of man who belie
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Bridgette’s POVThe war room atmosphere had descended on the office.Lucia, Marcus, and a handful of trusted executives gathered in the conference room, their faces grim. Even the interns sensed the tension and kept their heads down. No one wanted to be in the crossfire, not when the walls seemed to have ears—and possibly eyes.I stood at the head of the table, arms crossed, scanning the room.“This leak wasn’t random,” I said. “Someone here is feeding intel. And considering how quickly it reached the public… it had to come from someone high up.”Lucia nodded in agreement, tapping at her tablet. “We traced the earliest gossip back to an anonymous tip sent to three digital tabloids. Same language. Same phrasing. It wasn’t a coincidence.”Marcus leaned back in his chair, arms folded. “And you’re thinking it was someone in this room?”I didn’t flinch. “I’m thinking someone in this room knows who.”The silence was deafening.Thiago’s POVI arrived midway through the meeting, my presence d
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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
