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I pushed the car harder than I should have through the winding roads leading to our house, my knuckles white against the steering wheel. The rational part of my brain kept telling me I was overreacting – the phone networks had been spotty lately, and Amelia was safely home. But years of survival instincts were screaming at me that something was wrong. Her last text was hours ago, even so, she would've called to let me know the second she got home. But she didn't. Those instincts had saved my life more times than I could count. And now they were ringing in my head like alarm bells. I tried her number again, my jaw clenching when it went straight to voicemail. "Come on, Amy," I muttered, inhaling deeply as I tried to calm my racing heart and maintain my composure. There was more than enough security around her to make sure no harm would come to her and besides… The security gate opened automatically as I approached, and I scanned the grounds out of habit. Everything looked norma
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I studied the man carefully as he remained quiet, measuring my next words. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with the knife Amelia still held behind her back."If you have nothing better to say, I suggest you leave," I said, my voice carrying the quiet authority I'd cultivated over years of command. "Whatever opportunity you're here to present, I'm not interested,"They must think me a fool, a man so pussy whipped that I would jump at every offer solely because I was married to Amelia. But my duty is to only her, not anyone else. I don't owe them shit. Guerrero's weathered face creased with amusement. "The Roman Volkov I knew would have jumped at such an opportunity. Power, influence, legacy – these things used to mean everything to you.""That man is retired," I replied coldly, taking measured steps toward Amelia. Each movement was deliberate, positioning myself between her and any potential threat. "My only priority now is standing right here in this kitchen."I cou
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AMELIA A week had passed since my grandfather's unexpected visit, and I found myself settling into a strange sort of normalcy. The kind that felt both comforting and dangerous– like walking on a bridge made of glass. Beautiful, but with the constant awareness that it could shatter at any moment. That was my fear, that was why no matter how at peace I felt, I could never truly relax. I was in my office, finally on a call with Jessica after what felt like forever. Her cheerful voice filled my ear as she explained her absence. "God, Amelia, you wouldn't believe how crazy it's been at the hospital. I've barely had time to breathe, let alone check my phone." "I get it," I replied, smiling despite myself. "Things have been pretty hectic here too. Client meetings back to back. Trying to catch up on everything I left behind," "Look at us – actual functioning adults with demanding careers," she laughed. "We should catch up properly soon though. When things calm down?" "Definitely. I miss
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JESSICA The steady beeping of monitors faded into background noise as I stripped off my surgical gloves, satisfaction warming my chest even as my bones ached from the exhaustion from being up for countless hours. Another successful surgery, another life saved. That's what I lived for now – not the family "business" that seems to have blurred into the background for now. I felt slightly guilty, I'd taken up countless shifts, burying myself deep in work just to prove to myself that I made the right decision by pushing my family away and sticking to this dream of mine. So much so that I've neglected everything else, including my best friend. I made a mental note to call Amelia once I was less busy. As I disposed of my surgical gown and made my way to the staff lounge, I couldn't help but marvel at how peaceful these past few weeks had been. No threatening phone calls, no unexpected visits from Father's men, no thinly veiled ultimatums about my "responsibilities" to the Timoth
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I forced my face into what I hoped was a professionally neutral smile, pretending I didn't recognize the name that had haunted my childhood nightmares. "Good afternoon, Mr. Guerrero. I'm Dr. Jessica Timothy, and I'll be overseeing your cardiac care." I gave him a slight nod as I spoke in the softest, calmest tone I could muster. All of a sudden I was beginning to wish my father was here with me. So he would tell me how to react in this situation I was in. How exactly I could get out of it without losing a limb or two. His weathered face creased with amusement, green eyes twinkling with mischief that seemed at odds with his fearsome reputation. "My my, if I'd known my new doctor would be such a beauty, I would have worn my better suit." His thick Italian accent wrapped around the words like aged wine, smooth yet potent. The corners of his lips tilted up as he regarded me with a look I couldn't read, I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or threatening. Dr. Morrison shifted uncom
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The drive home was quiet, almost too quiet considering how much I wanted to escape my thoughts in that moment.Marcus, my driver, kept his eyes trained on the road ahead as the city blurred past us, the late afternoon sun casted long shadows through the tinted windows. I was both annoyed and grateful for his professional silence as it gave me space to process the storm of thoughts in my head. Victoria's words echoed in my mind like a broken record. The memory of her perfectly manicured finger pointing at me, her face contorted with barely contained rage, made me shiver despite the car's warm interior. The sheer hatred in her gaze and her words. It was a threat. Or maybe a warning. A simple bark that would be without a bite. What exactly did she mean by that? The possibilities seemed endless and equally terrifying. I'd seen firsthand what Victoria Wellington was capable of – the way she'd manipulated situations, controlled narratives, destroyed careers – all with experienced pr
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The day of the Henderson event arrived too quickly, bringing with it a flutter of nerves I couldn't quite shake. I was in our walk-in closet, mentally preparing myself to start getting ready while trying to ignore the slight tremor in my hands, when Roman appeared in the doorway with a famous brand bag I hadn't seen before. His presence immediately filled the space with a warmth that helped calm my racing thoughts. He smiled and walked in, closing the distance between us. His spicy perfume covered me in its addictive scent and I was left staring into those blue heated eyes, somehow wishing he would do something more than just kiss me. “Roman the romantic…” I cocked up a brow and said breathlessly, “What do you have there?” I pointed at the bag between us. "Before you start tearing apart your closet and declaring you have nothing to wear," he said with that knowing smile that always made him look years younger, "I might have something that could interest you." His eyes held that mixt
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As Monica came closer, it was like watching an incoming storm. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew I wouldn't back down easily…not today. If I can take on Victoria Wellington If I can survive one conversation with my mother's father despite all I knew him to be…Monica would definitely be a piece of cake. A fucking big piece, a voice at the back of my mind pointed out annoyingly. I'd seen that expression on her face before, jaw set, eyes blazing with self-righteous fury. She wasn't just angry; she was out for blood. "Well, well," she drawled, coming to a stop barely an arm's length away. Her perfume, something expensive and overwhelmingly floral, invaded my space and made my eyes water slightly. "You've got quite the nerve showing your face in public after everything you've done to your own flesh and blood," Monica sneered, eyeing me with her usual disdain as her eyes took in my appearance. Many years ago that look was the source of my nightmares and low self-esteem. Sure,
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Yaakov’s grand ballroom glittered with enough crystal and gold to make my fucking eyes burn with irritation, or maybe that was just the tension headache building behind my temples. Yaakov's hand pressed firmly against my lower back as he guided me through the crowd, his touch both possessive and protective. I could feel the weight of dozens of eyes following our movement across the polished marble floor.I wish I could say I could ignore the hostile and condescending glances, but it already had me on edge, along with Roman's threats. "Mrs. Wellington," they greeted me, one after another, their smiles not quite reaching their eyes. I played my part perfectly – the adoring young wife, one hand resting protectively over my swollen belly as I smiled and nodded and pretended I couldn't hear the whispers that followed in our wake."Can you believe she had the nerve to show up here?""...broke up his marriage to Victoria...""...lost the backing of the entire Richardson family because of he
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BERTHAI stood frozen in the doorway, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared up at Roman. The corridor light cast shadows across his face, making his expression even more unreadable. My fingers gripped the doorframe for support, suddenly feeling like my legs might give out beneath me.“Roman,” I breathed out shakily, I managed to force a smile but I could tell it looked more like a wince. "W-why are you here?" I managed to ask, hating how my voice trembled. He should have been with Amelia right now, shouldn't he? Amelia had just lost their baby, after all.I hear he hasn't left her side in the past few weeks so, why is he here? What could he possibly want with me? A niggling viuce at the back of my mind had an idea, but I easily dismissed it. No. He couldn't be here for that! The thought made something twist uncomfortably in my stomach as I unconsciously placed a protective hand over my own swollen belly.Roman's lips curved into what might have been a smile, but it didn
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The night air was cool against my skin as I stepped out of the hospital, fishing my phone out of my purse to order another Uber. The parking lot was mostly empty, illuminated by scattered streetlights that created pools of yellow light in the darkness. The sound of rapid footsteps behind me made my heart jump, but before I could turn around, I heard his voice."Greece!"Just one word. My name. But the way Colson said it made something inside me twist. I turned to find him slightly out of breath, as if he'd run to catch up with me. The sight of him – powerful, composed Colson – actually running after someone was so unexpected that for a moment, I could only stare."What are you doing here?" I asked, hating how my voice betrayed my awareness of him. Even in the dim light, he was devastating – the shadows playing across his features only emphasized the sharp angles of his face, the intensity of his gaze."It's too dark for you to be out alone," he said, his tone still carrying that profe
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GREECE“Why…” I inhaled deeply, “...are you here?” I asked softly. I didn't know he was back from Mexico. But then again, we haven't kept any contact since I left. He couldn't be here for me, right? "Wellington Corp has a meeting with the university board today," Colson said, his voice carrying that familiar professional tone that I'd almost forgotten existed. "With Roman at the hospital with Amelia, I'm handling the meeting with the dean."The words hit me like a splash of cold water, washing away whatever foolish notions I'd been entertaining. Of course. He wasn't here for me. He was here for business, just like always. The realization stung more than it should have, but I refused to let it show on my face."It's nice to see you again," I managed to say, proud of how steady my voice sounded despite the chaos in my chest. But even as I spoke, my traitorous eyes kept drifting to his lips, remembering how they'd felt against mine that night in Mexico. The warmth, the intensity, the
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GREECEThe lecture hall felt suffocating despite its size. Professor Williams droned on about corporate law, but my mind was elsewhere, wandering back to memories of Mexico City – memories I couldn't seem to shake no matter how hard I tried. It had been a month since I'd returned, since Colson had practically forced me onto that plane, and yet everything still felt fresh. Raw.The scent of his cologne. The intensity of his gaze. The way his hands felt when they caught me from falling. The almost-kiss on the balcony that still haunted my dreams."Miss Stavros?" Professor Williams's voice cut through my reverie. "Care to share your thoughts on the Jensen case?"I straightened in my seat, forcing myself to focus on the present. "The Jensen case highlighted the importance of fiduciary duty in corporate governance," I began, drawing on whatever information I could remember from last night's reading. "The board's decision to..."As I continued my response, I couldn't help but notice how dif
