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The ride home from the event was quiet, but in a comfortable way. I leaned back into the soft leather seat of the car, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. My mind was still reeling from everything that had happened—Jasper’s underhanded schemes, the unexpected encounter with my father, and the sheer tension that seemed to follow us wherever we went. But Thiago’s presence beside me was the one thing grounding me, keeping me from unraveling completely.I glanced over at him, his profile illuminated by the soft lights from the dashboard. He looked as calm and composed as ever, but I could see the subtle tightness in his jaw, the way his hands rested firmly on his knees. He was always in control—always the one making sure everything was handled. And tonight had been no different.“I’m sorry,” I said softly, breaking the silence.He looked over at me, his brow furrowing slightly. “For what?”“For… tonight. For my father showing up like that. For everything Jasper is doing.”
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As Thiago pulled me closer, the soft rhythm of the waves mirrored the steady beat of his heart. His kiss grew more intense, filled with a passion that left me breathless, a fire igniting between us that made me forget everything else. His hands slid down my back, anchoring me against him, and in that moment, the world ceased to exist. It was just him and me, wrapped in the warmth of each other’s embrace.When we finally pulled away, our foreheads rested against each other, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. I felt lightheaded, like I was floating on some cloud I never wanted to come down from. Thiago's eyes bore into mine, his gaze so full of affection and tenderness it made my heart flutter all over again.“You know,” he said softly, his voice low and husky, “I wasn’t expecting tonight to go the way it did.” A small smile tugged at his lips. “But being here with you… none of the rest matters.”I felt my cheeks heat, my lips curving into a smile of my own. “You always have a
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FEW DAYS LATER, and I have returned to my normal routine at the Bermudez group company building felt like a breath of fresh air. After the whirlwind of the Zorich party and the chaotic encounter with my father, it was nice to settle back into the comfortable rhythm of my life with Thiago. He had been supportive, always encouraging me to focus on my work and reminding me that I was capable of overcoming any obstacle that stood in my way. Each day, I found myself immersed in projects that would help me tackle the Martinez Corporation, my father’s company. It felt empowering to take control and strategize ways to weaken their hold in the market. I had gathered intel and crafted plans with my team, determined to prove that I could outmaneuver them, despite my father’s influence. As I settled into my office on a Monday morning, the sun streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow over my workspace. I smiled as I glanced at the framed photo of Thiago and me on my desk, our f
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The following morning, the sense of unease still lingered, but I couldn’t afford to let it consume me. After everything, I knew I had to keep moving forward. The moment I entered my office, I felt a rush of determination settle in. My plans to defeat the Martinez Corporation weren’t going to derail just because of a cowardly threat. If anything, this only fueled my resolve. Lucia greeted me with a worried look, but I brushed it off. “I’m fine,” I reassured her, though I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince her or myself. “Let’s focus on today’s agenda.” The morning passed smoothly enough, though my mind kept drifting back to the dead rats, the threat. I couldn’t help but wonder who was behind it. Could it be someone within my father’s circle? Or was it someone I’d overlooked? By noon, Thiago called me, his voice steady yet laced with concern. “How are you holding up, Wifey?” “I’m okay,” I sighed. “Trying to stay focused. Have you heard anything from your team yet?” “I have some
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The stress was mounting, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on my shoulders. For hours, I sat in my office, combing through reports, investor feedback, and legal documents, trying to piece together a plan that would save our New Zealand project. My head was spinning, my frustration rising with each passing minute as I struggled to find a solution. Every strategy I came up with seemed to fall flat, and every step forward felt like two steps back. My father’s meddling, combined with the Zorich Group’s calculated moves, had thrown everything off balance. How did they manage to pull this off so quickly? I wasn’t prepared for this—none of us were. My father had always been ruthless, but this was a direct attack on everything I’d built. I gripped the edge of my desk, trying to keep my hands from trembling. I couldn’t afford to break down now.The door to my office suddenly swung open, and Thiago stepped in. His tall, commanding presence filled the room immediately, and despite
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Another day has come nad here I was sitting in my office, the soft hum of my laptop filled the room, but the tension in the air was palpable. I glanced out the window, the bustling city of Chicago reflecting the chaos swirling in my mind. We were in the midst of a crisis with our New Zealand expansion. The investors had pulled out, and it felt like the ground beneath us was crumbling. Just when I thought the situation was beyond repair, Thiago walked in, exuding that confident energy that made my stomach flip.“Hey Wifey, I’ve got news you would surely want to hear,” he announced, leaning against my desk, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.I raised an eyebrow, skepticism creeping in. “What kind of news? Is it bad? Because if it’s about the investors, I don’t know if I can handle any more disappointment right now.”Thiago chuckled, the sound smooth and teasing. “It’s not bad at all. In fact, I think I’ve found a way to turn this around.”“What do you mean?” I asked, trying t
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As we exited the conference room, the adrenaline from the meeting still coursed through my veins. The bustling hallway was filled with the sounds of footsteps and murmured conversations, but in that moment, it felt like we were in our own bubble. Thiago turned to me, his smile broadening.“I can’t believe we pulled that off,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Jasper seemed genuinely interested.”“Yeah, I mean, I wasn’t expecting him to agree so quickly,” I replied, still trying to process the outcome. “But it felt good. Really good.”“Good? It felt fantastic! You were in your element up there,” he exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectio
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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 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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The world still saw me as Bridgette Martinez, the woman who clawed her way to the top, but behind closed doors, I was fighting battles that no one could see.Thiago's encroachment wasn’t just financial. It was personal. Everywhere I turned, he was there—at high-profile investor meetings, in the whispers of board members questioning my next move, in the shadow of every deal I tried to secure.And worst of all?He was still in my head.I sat at the head of the table, my expression unreadable as Lucia and Victor debriefed me on the latest developments.Lucia tossed a report onto the table. "Thiago's now the second-largest shareholder in Martinez Holdings."Victor leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. "At this rate, it won’t be long before he’s in a position to demand a seat on the board."A chill crawled up my spine. I had spent years making sure no one—not my father, not Cynthia, not any man—could take my power away. And yet, Thiago was tightening his grip without ever raising
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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
