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CHAPTER 8
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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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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 room was dark, the only light coming from the sliver of moonlight that managed to sneak through the heavy curtains. Thiago’s arms enveloped me, his warmth pressing into me, every inch of his body claiming mine. The scent of him—musk and spice—was overwhelming, intoxicating, a potent mixture that seeped into my skin, making it impossible to think clearly. My mind was a battlefield of emotions, each thought colliding with the next, a storm I couldn't quiet. I was on edge, my heart pounding as I fought to maintain control.Every breath he exhaled as he drifted into sleep felt like a weight on my chest, a mixture of comfort and suffocation. His presence was electrifying, a dangerous mix of power and desire that left me teetering on the brink of surrender. I couldn’t afford to let my guard down—not for a single moment.Thiago was unpredictable. His emotions ran deep, sometimes too deep, making him both a powerful ally and a potential enemy. The more time I spent with him, the clearer
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Thiago didn’t speak for a moment, and the silence hung between us like a heavy fog. I could feel his presence behind me, that sense of him looming, waiting for me to crack, but I refused to let him see any sign of weakness. I kept my back straight, my hands clasped in front of me as I stared out the window. The skyline beyond was still the same, but I couldn’t ignore the weight of the moment.He hadn’t moved. I had expected him to be angry, maybe even confrontational, but there was something else in his stillness—a sense of control, as though he was waiting for me to make the first mistake.“Why are you doing this?” His voice broke the quiet, low but intense. It was the kind of question he always asked when he was trying to get into someone’s head, to unravel their thoughts. But I wasn’t that easy.“Because I can,” I said simply, turning to face him. I let the words hang in the air, sharp and pointed. “Because I’m done watching you destroy everything we built.”Thiago’s lips tightened
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I left Ainsley’s office with a quiet sense of satisfaction. There was a certain power in knowing that a man like him could be so easily swayed with the right amount of leverage. Thiago had never understood that. He’d always assumed that people were either his allies or enemies, that everything could be black and white. But I knew better. Everyone had a price. Even Ainsley. And once you found it, the game shifted in your favor.I knew the next step wouldn’t be easy. Thiago was unpredictable, dangerous when cornered. And I had no doubt he was already preparing for the fallout from our last confrontation. He was calculating, meticulous—traits I had once admired but now saw as vulnerabilities. His arrogance was his weakness, and I had every intention of exploiting it.As I walked back to my car, the weight of what I had set in motion hit me. The files I had handed Eduardo, the conversations I had with Lucia and now Ainsley—each one was a thread in a web I was weaving. It was no longer abo
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I didn’t cry.Not in the elevator. Not in the town car. Not even when Lucia tried to hug me and I nearly elbowed her in the face out of sheer, unfiltered tension.Crying was for women who lost. I hadn’t lost.Not yet.But as I walked back into my office that evening, I felt like something inside me had been surgically removed without anesthesia. A piece of me I hadn’t realized was still latched to Thiago. Something raw and messy, still clinging to the illusion that he wasn’t a monster in a custom-made suit.“Was it done?” Victor asked without looking up from his laptop, his tie loosened and his sleeves rolled.I threw the USB drive on his desk. “Not yet. But soon.”He finally glanced up, eyebrows lifting. “You didn’t use it?”“I showed it to him.”“Jesus, Bridgette,” he muttered. “That was leverage.”“It still is,” I said tightly. “But I needed him to know I’m not bluffing.”Victor leaned back, fingers steepled under his chin. “You went to see him, didn’t you?”“He asked me to come up
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The silence in the room felt like a living thing. Thick, heavy, and suffocating.Thiago stood just a few steps inside the door, his broad frame blocking the light from the hallway. He didn’t look at anyone else. His focus was entirely on me. And that, more than anything, made my pulse skip erratically.I hadn’t expected him to come here, to walk into the heart of my territory, uninvited and undeterred. But here he was, as dangerous and charismatic as ever, and suddenly I was more uncertain than I wanted to admit.I stood still, facing him, my back straight, my expression a carefully constructed mask of control. Inside, however, my thoughts were a mess—shattered, scattered like a thousand pieces of broken glass. He was the last person I ever wanted to see again, but now, with him standing there, I wasn’t sure if I could keep pretending that I didn’t want him to stay.“You shouldn’t be here,” I said, my voice cold, even though my heart was anything but.Thiago took a slow step toward me
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There’s something satisfying about war when you’re the one holding the match.I stood at the edge of the rooftop helipad, the wind clawing through my hair, biting at the silk lining of my coat. Below, Miami shimmered like a jewel—arrogant, loud, and utterly unaware that I was about to start a storm that would rearrange more than just corporate portfolios.I had given the order. Lucia was already moving. Marcus would be monitoring financial triggers by midnight. And me? I was about to weaponize everything Thiago ever underestimated about me.Victor appeared beside me, a tablet in his hand, lips pressed in that familiar frown he wore when he was both impressed and terrified.“Surveillance confirmed,” he said, holding up the screen. “Private jet. Puerto Escondido. The man moves like a ghost.”I snorted. “Not a very subtle ghost if I’m getting tailed by amateurs.”“You’re shaking the nest, Bridgette.”I turned to face him, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Good.”He studied me for
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Three days. Three days since I last saw Thiago, since that damn marina. Three days of pacing, re-reading legal drafts, and trying to focus on work—anything other than him. Anything other than the gnawing frustration that settled in my gut every time I reached for my phone, praying for a message, but finding nothing.Not that I wanted him to contact me. Not that I cared.Except… I did. And it was infuriating. My mind raced with questions, with thoughts I couldn't untangle. What was he doing? What was he thinking? But more than anything, what did he want from me?I shoved my phone aside and straightened, glancing at the papers scattered across my desk, the deals that were still waiting for my signature. Work. Focus on work. It’s what I’d been doing, at least until Victor decided to break the silence.I turned to face him as he leaned casually against the glass wall of my penthouse office. His eyes tracked my every movement, his arms folded, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. It
