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The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Home
“It is time to go home, son,” Serena said as soon as she walked into the room.Damian stumbled slightly as Serena helped him out of the hospital, his body still weak from the ordeal. His movements were slow, almost robotic, and his face was pale with the lingering effects of his condition. Serena’s arm was firmly wrapped around him, her hand steady as she guided him through the exit.The air outside was crisp, but it did little to revive Damian’s spirit. His mind was heavy, clouded with confusion, and it was clear that he hadn’t fully processed everything that had happened to him. Serena, however, was a picture of poise, her smile flawless as she greeted the nurse, who handed over his discharge papers.“Thank you, Doctor,” Serena said softly, her voice a perfect blend of warmth and authority. She handed over the payment without hesitation, her gaze never leaving the nurse’s face. “Please make sure that this covers everything. If there’s any additional cost, let me know immediately.”T
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Serena was a woman who thrived on control. Years of building her empire had taught her that control equaled power. With Damian in her care, she was determined not to let that power slip away.The penthouse had become her sanctuary, a place where her influence was absolute. Every corner, every detail, was carefully curated to ensure Damian’s dependence on her. It was a delicate balance that she had spent days perfecting. Now that he was home, weak and vulnerable, she could finally begin to take full advantage of the situation.Damian lay on the plush sofa, his body still fragile from the prolonged treatment. His breathing was slow, labored - he was clearly exhausted. But Serena’s gaze was sharp as she watched him, calculating the next step in her plan.She knew that in order to keep him under her thumb, she couldn’t just rely on his physical weakness— she needed to manipulate his mind, too.For the past few days, She had been careful with Damian’s treatment, ensuring that every step wa
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Puppet
Serena paced the opulent living room of Damian’s penthouse, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline only added to her cold determination. She was ready to take control, and nothing would stand in her way. Her plan would be executed perfectly.Veronica stood by the door, exuding poise and elegance. Serena had called her for a specific purpose, and there was a silent understanding between them. Serena glanced at her briefly before fixing her gaze on the sprawling room around them.“Veronica,” Serena began, her voice low, yet laced with a calculated sharpness, “I need you to do something for me. Something... delicate.”Veronica raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a knowing smile. She had always been intrigued by Serena’s ruthless nature, but this was new. She leaned in slightly, her curiosity piqued.“I’m listening,” Veronica replied, her tone teasing, yet
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Breaking the Lockdown
Jackson’s heart raced as he drove down the bustling city streets towards Damian Blackwood’s penthouse apartment. It had been over a month since they last spoke, an eternity compared to their usual daily check-ins. Jackson’s calls to Damian’s cell had gone straight to voicemail, leaving him increasingly worried about his friend's wellbeing.As he approached the towering luxury high-rise, he took a deep breath to compose himself before parking his car. He stepped out after numerous honks from his car.“I’m here to see Damian Blackwood,” Jackson said, trying to keep his voice steady. “Please open the door.”The doorman shook his head. “I’m sorry, but Mr. Blackwood is not receiving any visitors at this time.”Jackson felt his stomach drop. “That can’t be right. We’ve known each other for years. Surely he’ll see me. Can you please let him know I’m here?”“I’m afraid I can’t do that, sir.” The doorman’s tone was firm. “I have strict instructions not to allow anyone to come inside the pentho
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Behind closed doors
Jackson sat in his car, staring at his phone screen as he scrolled through his contacts. One name caught his eye: Henry, Damian’s personal assistant. If anyone knew what was happening behind those penthouse doors, it would be him. Without hesitation, he pressed the call button, his heart pounding with each ring.“Hello?” Henry’s voice was hesitant, almost a whisper. The background noise suggested he was somewhere private, away from prying ears.“Henry, it’s Jackson. I need your help. Something’s wrong with Damian, and Serena won’t let me see him. What’s going on?” Jackson tried to keep his voice steady, but the worry seeped through.There was a long pause on the other end. “I... I can’t talk about this, Mr. Jackson. I don’t know anything.”“Please,” Jackson interrupted, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “I’m not asking for details. Just tell me if he’s okay. Is he safe? That’s all I need to know.”After another pause, Henry’s voice came back, lower this time. “I don’t know about hi
Last Updated : 2024-11-09The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Framed in Shadows
Jackson’s phone rang at 4:30 PM, Henry’s name flashing across the screen. His heart leaped into his throat as he answered.“Hello? Henry?”“Mr. Hayes,” Henry’s voice was barely above a whisper. “I’ve found something. Something about Mrs. Blackwood that changes everything. But I can’t tell you over the phone. Can you come to my place?”Jackson was already grabbing his keys. “Of course. Just send me your address.”“I’ll text it to you right away. Please hurry – and make sure you weren’t followed.”The drive to Henry’s apartment complex on the city’s outskirts felt like torture. Every yellow light he caught, every slow-moving car in front of him seemed to conspire against his urgency. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the streets as he pulled into the parking lot of a modest three-story building.He opened his car door and stepped out.Henry’s apartment was on the ground floor, unit 103. Jackson noticed the door was slightly ajar, which sent a chill down his spine.“Henry?”
Last Updated : 2024-11-09The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride Unseen Forces
The interrogation room was cold – deliberately so, Jackson thought. He’d been sitting there for hours, his wrists raw from the handcuffs, while Detective Morrison circled him like a shark that had scented blood in the water. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, a constant reminder of the sterile, unforgiving environment he found himself in.“Let’s go through this again,” Morrison said, dropping a manila folder onto the metal table. Crime scene photos spilled out – Henry’s body, the ransacked apartment, Jackson’s own shocked face as they led him away. “You expect us to believe you just happened to show up minutes after he was killed?”Jackson stared at the photos, his stomach churning at the sight of Henry’s lifeless form. The images seemed to mock him, each one a reminder of how quickly everything had spiraled out of control.“I told you,” Jackson’s voice was hoarse. “Henry called me. He said he had information about Serena Blackwood. Check his phone records – they’ll prove it! He
Last Updated : 2024-11-09The Billionaire’s Reluctant Bride The Tipping Point
Tony Sterling’s presence filled the interrogation room with an almost palpable shift in power. Unlike Diana Frost’s artificial polish, Sterling carried the weathered confidence of someone who had navigated the darkest corners of Hayes family business for decades. His silver hair and well-worn leather briefcase spoke of experience that couldn’t be bought – only earned.“Detective Morrison,” Sterling’s voice was surprisingly gentle, though his eyes were sharp. “I believe we’re done here. Mr. Hayes will be leaving with me now.”Morrison’s face reddened. “Now wait just a minute—”“I’ve already spoken with Captain Reynolds,” Sterling continued, as if Morrison hadn’t spoken. “The security footage from across the street shows a man in a black suit leaving through the back door at the time of death. Unless you’ve managed to clone my client, he couldn’t have been in two places at once.”Jackson watched the exchange with growing satisfaction. This was the Hayes family power he remembered – not
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