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The Billionaire's Sweet Revenge chapter 52
ElenaI sit with my mother as we go through company records, Alec by our side. He wraps his arm around my waist and sighs. “Look, Buttercup,” he says. “This all doesn’t add up. Overhauling this company is going to be difficult.”I drop my head against his shoulder, and he presses a kiss on top of my hair.“I’m not surprised,” Mom says. “Alaric was never that good of a businessman. Even when you were little, it was me running both our companies. I did it then, and I’ll do it now. Between you and I, there’s nothing we can’t accomplish, sweetie.”I nod, but the task seems daunting. “We need to set up meetings with every single department head,” I say, scrolling through the data.My phone rings, and I frown when I don’t recognize the phone number. I haven’t given this number out to anyone.Alec glances at my phone, looking surprised. “Take the call. That phone number, it’s my grandfather’s.”I look at him with raised brows as I accept the call, confused as to why he’d be calling me.“Hell
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Alexander“What happened?” Mom asks.I shake my head. “I don’t know.”She grabs her phone at the same time as everyone else, all of us googling our own names and the Kennedy name.Dread fills me when I find my father all over the news. The headlines have my stomach twisting violently. I click on one of the articles, resignation making my fingers heavy.A sex tape. My father is in the news because of a fucking sex tape.I feel sick, but it probably doesn’t compare to how my mother must be feeling.I inhale deeply and start to scroll through my contacts to find Elliot’s number. How could he have let this happen? He’s got intricate filters set up in order to block this type of stuff from ever reaching the mainstream media, so why didn’t he catch this?“Elliot?” I say as soon as he picks up. “What happened?”He yawns loudly. “What are you talking about?” he says, sounding sleepy. “Fuck. My systems are down.”“Stop,” my mother says. “Stop it, Alec.”She grabs my phone from my hands and end
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ElenaI glance at Alec lying next to me. He’s fast asleep, his lashes fluttering ever so slightly. I lean in closer, wrapping my arm around him. He sighs and turns away, pushing against me in his sleep.He’s been different lately. He hasn’t been himself since his mother asked for a divorce. There’s so much distance between us now, and I don’t know how to fix it.I’ve never seen Alec in this much anguish—seeing his mother fall apart, seeing her hounded by the press… he’s hurting right along with her, and it’s made him pull away from me more and more.I run a finger over his arm, eliciting a slight shiver from him. I miss him. He’s right here, but I miss him. He doesn’t look at me the same anymore. When he smiles at me, it’s like I’m just another girl. He hasn’t even touched me in weeks now.I move closer to him, pressing myself against him. I need his skin against mine. I swore to myself that I wouldn’t be like my mother, like Sofia, but I want to be all he sees. Even against my better
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Alexander“You wanted to see me, Grandpa?”I enter his office—the office that I’ve always considered to be the ultimate goal. Every time I walk in here, I’m filled with renewed determination. One day soon, I’ll succeed him.“Take a seat.”I sit down opposite him, confused as to why he called me in. I stare at him, struggling to reconcile the person he is in front of Elena and my mother, with the person sitting in front of me.“How is your mother?”I look away. “She’s fine,” I say instinctively, but she isn’t. She’s been crying a lot, and she’s barely left the house, scared of the way the paparazzi hounds her. It’s painful to watch, but there’s no other way.“She’ll get through this,” Grandpa says, and I nod. She will. She must.My grandfather pushes a stack of documents toward me, a resigned look in his eyes. “I’m old, Alec. Stuck in my ways. I think I know better, simply because I’m older, because I’ve seen so much, lived through so much. It’s because of my stubbornness that your mot
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Elena“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Mom asks, looking up from her laptop. She’s in bed and I’m lying down next to her, just wanting to be close to her. I hate letting her out of my sight. I’m scared of losing her again. I look up at her and shake my head, struggling to snap out of my thoughts.“You’ve been acting strange all week. What’s going on? Alec has barely been home either. Are you two fighting?”I grimace, and Mom squeezes my hand. “Sweetie, you’re worrying me. What’s going on?”I shake my head and sniff. “It’s nothing, Mom.”I don’t want to burden her with my relationship issues. I don’t want her to worry about me. I wish I could hide how I’m feeling so she’d never have noticed in the first place.Alec and I have barely spoken in days. It’s like we just co-exist. Ever since the topic of divorce came up, our relationship deteriorated beyond repair. He’s making me feel like he has no further use for me now that he’s become chairman. The way he’s treating me… it’s what I expected all
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Alexander I glance around my new office, feeling oddly uneasy. This office is all I’ve ever wanted, so why does attaining it feel so bleak? I sit up in surprise when my office door opens. No one but my grandfather ever walks in without me being notified first. My grandfather… and Elena, it seems. My eyes roam over her body, my heart stirring involuntarily. She looks beautiful—she always does. It feels like I haven’t seen her in weeks, and I guess I haven’t, not really. We barely speak. I asked her for space and she’s giving it to me, whether I like it or not. Just a few months ago, I’d have gotten up to kiss her. She’d have smiled at me as she walked over to me, sitting down in my lap. Now she looks at me expressionlessly. “I wasn’t expecting you. What are you doing here?” I glance at my watch and frown. “I have a meeting in ten minutes.” She nods and sits down in front of me. “I apologize for intruding,” she says, placing her bag in her lap. She glances around, a small s
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ElenaI stand at the entrance of the house I grew up in, everything feeling unfamiliar. I walk up the stairs to what used to be my childhood bedroom and pause in the doorway, shocked. My entire room has been converted into a walk-in closet, not a single one of my belongings remaining.I walk into the room, my fingers tracing over the brand-new dressers that replaced all my furniture. There are over a dozen rooms in this house—there was no need whatsoever to wipe away every memory of my childhood.I sink down to my knees in the middle of my room, tears filling my eyes. My head drops down to the thick carpet, and I let myself fall apart for the first time in years, hot tears streaming down my face. A sob tears through my throat and I try my hardest to keep it in, but I fail. All I accomplish is choking on my tears, my lungs burning. All the while, my heart feels like it’s in physical pain. I’ve never felt thisbroken.I curl into a ball, my heart shattered beyond repair. I’ve lost so muc
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AlexanderI walk into my bedroom and pause. I’ve always loved solitude, so why does this room suddenly feel so… empty?I tug on my tie and walk into my closet, my eyes pausing on the empty shelves. There are traces of her everywhere, even the faint scent of her perfume lingers. I sigh and walk toward my bed, but that just makes things worse.When I look at my bed all I can see is the way her hair spreads out on our pillows, the way she rolls toward me in her sleep, clinging onto me. I’ll never have her in my arms again.I sit down on my bed and run a hand through my hair. I grab my phone against better judgment, a photo of Elena and me staring back at me. I’m pressing a kiss to her cheek and she’s smiling, her eyes twinkling with happiness.I can’t do this. I sigh as I walk back out of my bedroom and down the stairs, needing a fucking drink. I can’t get her out of my damn mind. Everything reminds me of her. No matter where I look, there are traces of her everywhere. I see her kissing
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