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The silence that followed Thiago’s declaration was suffocating. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a reminder of the precipice I was teetering on. There was no denying the danger of the situation, the darkness lurking beneath Thiago’s words. Yet, there was something in his gaze, something almost magnetic, that pulled me in despite the voice in my head screaming at me to walk away.“Alright,” I finally said, my voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil roiling inside me. “Let’s discuss the terms. But make no misleading here, Thiago, this contract will be a partnership, not a dictatorship.”A flicker of something—respect, perhaps—passed through his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, regarding me with a mix of amusement and curiosity, as if he was trying to figure out just how far he could push me. “Very well, damsel,” he drawled, his voice dripping with a lazy charm that belied the seriousness of the moment. “But you’ll find that partnerships can be just as binding as any other
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As I walked through the grand doors of Thiago’s mansion, the weight of the ring on my finger felt heavier with every step. The opulence of the place was staggering—marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and gold accents everywhere, a silent reminder of the wealth and power Thiago commanded. But beneath the glittering surface, I could feel the tension, a reminder that I was entering a world where every move mattered.Thiago led me down a corridor lined with portraits of stern-faced ancestors, their eyes seeming to follow me as we passed. The silence was thick, only broken by the soft click of our shoes against the marble. I kept my head high, refusing to let the grandeur intimidate me, but inside, I was already plotting my next move. He stopped in front of a set of double doors and turned to me, his expression unreadable. “This will be our room,” he said, pushing the doors open to reveal a lavishly decorated suite. The room was large enough to house a small family, with a four-poster be
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As I stood frozen by the mysterious door, Thiago’s warning echoed in my mind. His words lingered, a tantalizing mix of threat and intrigue. The door seemed to pulse with secrets, its heavy wood almost inviting yet undeniably foreboding. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Whatever lay behind that door, I knew it was a piece of the puzzle I needed to solve.“I understand,” I said softly, stepping away from the door. My voice barely masked the curiosity simmering beneath my calm exterior.Thiago smiled, a hint of approval in his dark eyes. “Good. Now, let me show you something else.” He gestured toward the opposite room, his hand leading the way. As we walked, the grand opulence of the mansion seemed to recede, replaced by a stark, utilitarian space filled with monitors and blinking lights.“This is my study room,” Thiago announced, his voice taking on a more serious tone. “You can always find me here. For the passcode, just remember 3435.”My head heats up, why doe
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That night, after a long day of meetings and observations, Thiago and I sat down for dinner once again. The atmosphere was charged with unspoken tension, the weight of the day’s events hanging between us.“You handled today well,” Thiago remarked, his eyes meeting mine with a mix of approval and scrutiny. “You’ve shown that you can hold your own among my associates.”“Thank you,” I replied, maintaining a composed demeanor. “I believe in putting my best foot forward.”He leaned back in his chair, studying me thoughtfully. “You have potential, Wifey. But potential alone isn’t enough. You need to demonstrate reliability and insight. Tomorrow, your training will begin in earnest. You’ll need to grasp the intricacies of our operations quickly.”“I understand,” I said firmly. “I’m ready to learn and contribute.”Thiago nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Good. Remember, in this world, adaptability is key. You’ll encounter challenges that will test your limits. How you respond to the
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Thiago tossed his head with a final trust only to be followed with his ejection as he rained his cum on my belly.Following that, he loomed over me, his presence overwhelming, as he ran a hand down my clit, stroking it gently, his touch both possessive and tender. “You’re mine, Wifey,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “And tonight, is just the start of the many nights I’ll surely pleasure you.”A thrill of both fear and excitement coursed through me as Thiago leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands were still at work, slowly penetrating my pussy. I knew I was stepping into dangerous territory, but the way Thiago touched me, the way he claimed me, made it impossible to resist. His lips found mine, and the kiss was anything but gentle. It was a declaration of control, his tongue exploring, demanding a response that I couldn’t withhold. I felt my body yielding to him, drawn into the power of his desire.His hands continued their journ
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The revelation from Magda left me reeling, my mind spinning with possibilities and dangers. Thiago’s dark secrets were more than I had anticipated, and the forbidden door had just become the key to my next move. As I quietly made my way back to the bedroom, my thoughts were a whirlwind of strategies and risks.The house was quiet, the only sound the faint rustle of the wind outside. I slipped back into bed beside Thiago, his breathing deep and even. The man who had just hours ago claimed me with such intensity now seemed peaceful, but I knew better than to be fooled by appearances. He was a man of layers, and I was just beginning to peel them back.Sleep didn’t come easily that night. The weight of the code Magda had shared with me lingered in my mind—3435. I replayed the conversation over and over, trying to decipher her warning and the truth hidden behind that door. What would I find there? Evidence of his illegal activities? Or something even darker, tied to his most private desire
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The tension between us crackled like static electricity as I followed Thiago back to our room. Each step felt like walking a tightrope stretched taut over a chasm, where one misstep could plunge me into an abyss I might never escape from. His commanding presence, so overwhelming, made it hard to breathe, but I refused to show weakness. Not now, not ever.As we entered the bedroom, Thiago turned to face me, his expression softening, a mask that belied the darkness I’d just glimpsed in his forbidden room. "You should get some sleep, Wifey," he said, his voice a smooth, velvety contrast to the cold, dangerous edge that had hung between us moments before.I nodded, too exhausted to argue. My mind was a whirlpool of conflicting emotions, trying to process everything that had just happened. The revelation of his hidden lair, the chilling truth of his past, and the twisted affection he harbored for me—each weighed heavily on my heart. But one thing was clear: I needed to find a way out of th
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As Thiago started the car, the engine's low rumble reverberated through my body, heightening the tension between us. The silence that followed was thick, punctuated only by the occasional sound of the city as we drove through the streets. I could feel his eyes on me whenever we stopped at a light, a smoldering gaze that made my skin prickle with awareness.Even as Thiago drive and focus on the road, I could feel he was having a hard time because of the bulge he has. At the heat of the moment, I suddenly had this fantasy of blowing him in the car. As I sat beside Thiago, my mind wandered to darker thoughts, imagining scenarios that could give me the upper hand. What if he finally showed his true colors? If Thiago became violent, it would be the perfect excuse to terminate our contract, demand the ten million dollars, and walk away, free to plot my revenge against my father, against Derick and Agatha, without having to deal with him anymore.The thought alone made my pulse quicken, a
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The private jet hummed softly beneath us, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in my chest. Spain. My mother. The words still didn't fit together in my mind. For years, I had assumed she was dead, lost in the wreckage of my father’s games. And now, she was suddenly alive? Hiding in another country?I gripped the armrest, my nails digging into the leather. “How long have you known she was in Spain?”Thiago didn’t hesitate. “A few weeks.”A sharp, bitter laugh escaped me. “And you just decided to tell me now?”He swirled the last of his drink before setting the glass down with a soft clink. “I told you when it mattered.”“When it mattered to you.”His jaw flexed, but he didn’t deny it. Of course, he wouldn’t. Thiago Bermudez wasn’t the kind of man to offer apologies.I crossed my arms, my body tight with frustration. “You should have told me the moment you knew.”His dark eyes settled on mine, unreadable but heavy with something that made my breath catch. “Would it have changed anythin
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Thiago’s words lingered long after he pulled away, their weight settling like lead in my chest.You should have let me handle it.I clenched my fists, refusing to let his voice take root in my head. I had spent years fighting my battles alone, carving my own path despite my father’s suffocating grip. And now, for the first time, I had won. I had backed him into a corner, forced him to sign away what he had stolen.So why didn’t it feel like a victory?I forced a deep breath, turning away from Thiago. “I need a shower.”“Of course you do.” His voice was smooth, calculated. He leaned against the suite’s bar, watching me with an unreadable expression. “You always run when you don’t want to deal with something.”I froze mid-step but didn’t turn around. “I’m not running.”“No?” I heard the ice clink in his glass as he poured himself a drink. “Then look me in the eye and tell me you don’t feel it.”Feel what? The suffocating tension? The invisible noose tightening around my throat? The way
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My heels clicked against the polished marble of the lobby, my heart still hammering in my chest. The rush of adrenaline hadn’t worn off yet, but the weight of what had just happened was starting to settle.I had won. I had finally backed my father into a corner, made him sign away the power he had stolen.So why did it still feel like a hollow victory?I pushed the thought away and focused on the present.Thiago followed a few steps behind, silent but watchful. I could feel his gaze on me, tracking every breath, every twitch of my fingers. He was still angry. No, not just angry—furious.And I wasn’t in the mood to deal with it.The moment we reached the car, I yanked the door open, but before I could slip inside, his hand shot out, slamming it shut again.I turned to him, fire flashing in my eyes. “Don’t.”Thiago stepped closer, his body blocking mine from the street, from the world. “You’re shaking.”I clenched my fists. “I’m fine.”His gaze swept over me, slow and calculated, readin
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The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. My father’s fingers tapped against the rim of his whiskey glass, his mind working through the implications of what I’d just said. He was a master manipulator, but this time? He had backed himself into a corner.“You don’t have proof,” he said finally, but there was something uncertain in his voice.I leaned against his desk, forcing a smirk. “Oh, but I do.”Lucia’s voice crackled in my earpiece. “We have everything, Bridgette. His authorizations, timestamps, and even the IP addresses he used. All trace back to him.”I didn’t break eye contact. “I have enough to bury you in court. Fraud. Embezzlement. You’d be finished.”His jaw clenched, and for the first time, a flicker of unease crossed his face.Thiago, standing just behind me, chuckled lowly. “She’s not bluffing, Martinez.”I felt the heat of his presence at my back—solid, unwavering. And I hated that some part of me found comfort in it.My father exhaled slowly, setting his
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I stormed through the ballroom doors, my heels clicking against the marble as I pressed a hand to my earpiece."Lucia, where’s Victor?" My voice was sharp, betraying none of the unease curling in my gut."Already on it," she replied. "He's pulling up transaction records now. But, Bridgette—""Just tell me."Lucia hesitated. "It looks internal."I froze mid-step.Internal?A chill swept through me. This wasn’t just some competitor hacking our accounts. This was someone inside Martinez Holdings.I pushed forward, ignoring the glances thrown my way as I made my way toward the exit. I needed to get to my office. Now.But then—A hand closed around my wrist.Firm. Possessive. Familiar.I turned sharply, my gaze colliding with Thiago’s. His eyes—dark, unreadable—searched mine."Let go," I said, my voice colder than ice.He didn’t. Instead, he studied me like I was a puzzle he was piecing together."Someone stole from you," he murmured. It wasn’t a question. He already knew.I yanked my wris
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I woke up tangled in silk sheets, the ghost of Thiago’s touch lingering on my skin. The city skyline stretched beyond the glass walls of the penthouse, bathed in the pale hues of dawn. For a moment, I let myself savor the illusion of peace.Then reality sank its claws back in.Cynthia was gone, but her words still echoed in my mind. You’ve only traded one cage for another.I turned my head slightly. Thiago was still asleep, his features relaxed in a way I rarely saw. But even in sleep, he exuded control—one arm draped possessively over my waist, his grip loose but firm.Carefully, I slipped out of bed, moving toward the floor-to-ceiling window. The city buzzed below, alive with possibilities and dangers.I wasn’t naive.Thiago’s offer of a merger was strategic, but it wasn’t just about business. He wanted control. Over the empire I had fought to build. Over me.And the worst part?I wasn’t sure I minded.A soft rustle behind me made me tense. “You’re thinking too much.”I turned to fi
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…me a knowing look. “Doesn’t matter. It’s about perception.”I sank into the chair across from him, exhaling sharply. “So, what’s our move?”He smiled.That slow, dangerous smile that always meant trouble.A Week LaterCynthia was gone. Her empire, shattered. Her name, tarnished.But the world didn’t pause for my victory. The moment she fell, new threats emerged—rival companies trying to swoop in, investors questioning my leadership, and whispers in the dark from people who had once feared Cynthia but now saw an opening to take me down.And then there was Thiago.Always watching. Always waiting.It was late when he finally cornered me in my office, his presence stealing the air from the room.“You’ve been avoiding me, Wifey.” His voice was smooth, but there was something sharp underneath it.I didn’t look up from the contract I was reviewing. “I’ve been busy.”Thiago chuckled, low and knowing. “Bullshit. You’re running, and we both know why.”I exhaled slowly, finally meeting his gaze
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Cynthia sat frozen, her pristine mask cracking as reality sank in. For the first time, she wasn’t the one pulling the strings.The silence stretched, thick and suffocating.Then, slowly, she pushed back her chair and stood. “You think this is over?” Her voice was quiet, but there was a sharp edge to it, like a blade waiting to strike.I met her gaze, unflinching. “I think you should start packing your things.”A cold, humorless smile curved her lips. “Enjoy this little victory while it lasts, Bridgette. Because I promise you—” She leaned in slightly, just enough that only I could hear her next words. “—I will burn you to the ground.”I didn’t even blink. “You can try.”She let out a slow exhale, then turned on her heel and strode toward the doors.Lucia, ever the queen of pettiness, called after her, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, Cynthia!”The doors slammed shut behind her.A beat of silence. Then Victor let out a low chuckle. “Well, that was satisfying.”Lucia grinned.
