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AMELIAI spent the first fifteen years of my life, as a naïve, only child with a strict father and a mother who loved me fervently. She was an only child, an orphan, so once she died all I had left was my father…and then Bertha and Monica came into the picture or rather, they’ve been in the picture longer than I’d lived. Bertha was born a year before I was. When my mother was still married to him. After my mother died, Hector Grayson's strictness morphed into hatred…he never gave a reason, he just switched overnight after her death. Since then, I’ve lived with my family like one without a family. I’ve vied for his love and attention, for his trust, his pride and all I’ve ever gotten was beatings. And the constant reminder that I am below Bertha. Why did I stay? Why did I live that way? My eyes snapped open and I was instantly aware of my surroundings. The smell of disinfectant and bleached floors flooded my senses, rousing me from what seemed to be the deepest sleep I’
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AMELIAOur walk back to the car was rather awkward for me. After signing my discharge papers and footing the necessary bills, Roman never let go of my hand, despite the shocked looks on everyone’s faces. We bade them goodbye and then he let go once we were in at the parking lot and out of sight. I opened the front door and sat right next to the driver seat, surprisingly he didn’t call a driver but instead brought out the key and started the vehicle. He was so quiet that it unnerved me and I began to wonder what I could say to start a conversation. His expression was dark, most of the emotions in his eyes were indecipherable and I felt too sick to even try and understand the man. But still. The memory of the warmth of his strong, callused fingers still lingered. And I found my gaze drifting in his direction a few times. “I…” I cleared my throat, looking away and watched the passing city lights, “I am sorry about kissing you,” I apologized, my cheeks heated up from say
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AMELIAPoisoned? I wasn’t sure how long I stood by the phone, even after the call had ended. Jessica had told me to be cautious, those were her parting words that only served to make me feel worse. The phone was still in my grasp, though the call had ended and I could feel my hands trembling. Poisoned? Does that mean…I have someone who hates me so much they want me dead? Who would do something so cruel? And…will it happen again? “Mrs. Wellington?” I heard Trenton call out from behind me, startling ne back to the present. To say I was shaken would be an understatement. I knew I wasn’t loved by anyone…but this…someone intentionally caused my amnesia or rather, they wanted to kill me. “Trenton…” I looked up at his aged face with watery eyes, “How did I end up here?” How did he end up here with me? His tired expression softened and he held my shoulder, “You need rest, it has been an eventful day,” he said. The words weighed heavily on my tongue, I contemplated
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AMELIAI stared long and hard at the divorce papers, even after they brought up my breakfast. It might’ve been an excuse on my end to leave the food untouched. Though Roman had reassured me that it would be tasted and that nothing would happen, all that was just because he wanted my signature. How sure am I that he isn’t the one who poisoned me. That idea scared me more than an unknown person doing it. “No, Amelia…soon you’ll be far away, none of this will matter!” I muttered to myself. I will leave everything behind as soon as I have my feet planted properly. I will live the life I choose for myself. With a resigned sigh, I picked up the papers and made my way down stairs. I wasn’t aware of how much time had passed until I looked out the window and saw the moon was almost up. I reached the living room with the papers in hand but there was no sign of Roman. Does he have a study somewhere? Just then, Trenton and a maid walked out of the kitchen, Trenton gave her or
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ROMANI couldn’t understand why my moon soured the longer I watched them speak to each other. They’d completely forgotten about my existence, engrossed in a conversation I couldn’t keep up with. Amelia kept smiling at every he said and Pierce, the bastard kept talking. “We should definitely exchange numbers,” She said in a light hearted voice, a tone she’s never used with me. “I would love for us to meet up and talk more about your gallery” Amelia added with a grin. Her entire face lit up and I couldn’t look away. Her green orbs looked brighter and I wasn’t aware of the little dimple under her eye when she smiled this wide. All because of him. Vincent Pierce has been my neighbor since I’ve been a resident here, he also owns a gallery and restaurant in the heart of the city. The man and I have only spoken once to each other but to think he knew Amelia. “Thank you for coming,” I said coldly, cutting short their unending conversation. His eyes narrowed, his lips parted l
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ROMANAfter the call I felt better, Amelia was easily out of my thoughts and I could fully focus on my work. Until I got a rather cryptic call from Colson, telling me to come home. The lawyer was home. His tone unsettled me and I was in my car in no time, racing home with a feeling of dread spreading through my chest. It wasn’t until I was seated next to a nervous looking Amelia that I realized why Colson sounded the way he did. My lawyer, Mr. Benson, was seated opposite me with a grim expression. He has known me since my military days, I do not blame him for constantly being afraid of me despite all the changes I’ve undergone in the past five years. A complete opposite of the man I used to be. “Unfortunately, I could not process the divorce…Mr. Wellington,” Breathe, Roman. “And why is that?” my voice was strangely calm, a far cry from the emotions brewing beneath. “The marriage contract you both signed is a bit more complex than normal you see, there is a hidden
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AMELIASix months. I sank deeper into the mattress as I watched Roman's departing figure. My heart pouring so fast that I could hear it in my ears, my limbs trembled, it felt like I’d just escaped death or something similar. When I saw that heated look in his eyes, the determination to get in bed with me, my panic overshadowed everything else I could’ve felt in that moment. I couldn’t— So I chose the easiest way out. I let out a heavy sigh, running my fingers down my face. That was close. Too close. But what is this disappointment I feel? “You’re so stupid Amelia!” I cursed at myself, “He's a stranger! A stranger!” I reminded myself repeatedly. Burying my face in my pillow and proceeded to scream all of my pent up emotions into the poor cotton. Late that night, I still tossed and turned. Painfully aware that Roman was in the next room, sleeping. Is this what it’s going to be like for the next six months? He and I being under the same roof her feeling like we're
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AMELIAGrayson Holdings is a construction company my father and mother built from the ground up when they’d been in the early years of their relationship, at least that what my mother told me whenever I asked. I always wondered why she didn’t add her name to it, probably because she believed my father loved her just as much as she loved him. She trusted him enough to put everything under his name. Once I was eighteen years old, my father labelled me as too wild and unpredictable, so he forced me to sign away all of the shares my mother had left behind for me, all of it to Bertha. Which left me to wonder, how on earth I became the company’s director. As I begrudgingly picked out a pant suit from the closet, I made a mental note to go shopping soon. I also needs to know how much money I had in my account. After Roman had agreed to help, he then shocked me by asking me to prepare for work. I trusted he would keep things under control, but that didn’t stop me from panicking
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SIX MONTHS LATERThe annual Wellington Anniversary gala was in full swing, and we'd decided to host it in our home rather than the hotel it was in late year. The ballroom of our estate glittering with lights that illuminated the beauty of the hall’s interior, reflecting against the marble floors, making it seem like the guests were walking on air. From my position near the large staircase, I could see the entire room, business associates, family members, friends all mingling in their finest attire.Jessica looked radiant in a deep green gown and she stood with Alexander near the champagne fountain, their six-month-old son making a fuss in her arms. My godson is a fast bloomer, that boy would walk the ends of the earth if his parents let him out of their sights. Probably why Jess was holding on to him like he was a lifeline. I couldn't help the light laugh that left me as I watched her and Alexander try to force the baby on Trenton. Greece, looking stunning in silver, was deep
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I woke to unfamiliar shadows dancing across an unfamiliar ceiling. For a moment, panic seized me as I forgot where I was. Until it came rushing back and I found myself sinking deeper into the mattressRoman's bed was sinfully comfortable, the sheets soft against my skin. I stretched, my muscles protesting after yesterday's tension. Weak morning light seeped in through the slightly cracked curtains, suggesting it was still early. The storm had passed and all that was left was the scent of rain and forest, wet soil. A scent I never imagined would bring me such comfort, but it did. I slipped out of bed, my bare feet silent on the wooden floor. I still had Roman’s T-shirt on, adequate enough for modesty but still making me feel strangely vulnerable. I ran my fingers through my hair, attempting to tame it into something presentable, then padded quietly down the hallway.The living room was empty, no sign of Roman or the wolves. A folded blanket and pillow on the couch were the only evid
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Roman chuckled, the rich sound sending heated shivers down my abdomen. His eyes crinkled at the corners, making him look more like the man I remembered. "So did you," he replied, nodding toward my pixie cut.I reached up self-consciously to touch the ends of my damp hair. "Maybe it should be called the divorce look," I said, attempting humor to break the tension."I prefer the term 'cut-off look,'" he countered, and we both laughed, the sound surprisingly easy between us.His expression softened, the rigid control slipping just a fraction. "I missed that," he said quietly. "Your humor. I'm still having a hard time believing you're actually here.""That makes two of us," I admitted, wrapping my hands around the warm mug of hot chocolate he'd made. It was sweet but not too sweet, exactly how I liked it. He'd remembered.One of the wolves approached cautiously, its golden eyes fixed on me. I tensed immediately, my body instinctively preparing for a threat."It's okay," Roman said, notici
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AMELIAMy mouth opened, but no sound came out. Words, which had never failed me before, suddenly evaporated from my mind like morning dew under a harsh sun. I stood there, gun still stupidly hanging from my fingers, staring at the stranger-not-stranger before me.Roman Wellington. But not my Roman Wellington. This man was harder, sharper around the edges. The softness I remembered in his face was gone, replaced by angular planes and a jaw that could cut glass. The blonde hair threw me completely, so different from the midnight black I used to run my fingers through.I knew he was a blonde, heck, I tried to convince him a few times to stop dyeing his hair. I watched as the initial shock in his eyes faded, replaced by something cold and distant. The walls went up so fast I could almost hear them slamming into place."Amelia," he said again, this time not a question but a statement. Flat. Emotionless. "What are you doing here?"My throat felt like sandpaper. I swallowed hard, trying to
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"I can make some inquiries," Nikolai replied, his voice careful, measured. "Roman Wellington is not an easy man to find if he doesn't want to be found."I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white. "But you can do it, right? You have connections I don't."There was a pause on the other end of the line, then a soft sigh. "For you, Amelia, I will try. Give me a few hours to contact my people in North America and Europe. If he's left any trace, we'll find it.""Thank you," I whispered, relief washing over me like a wave. "I owe you for this.""Let's not keep score between friends," Nikolai said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I'll call you when I have something."The call ended, and I sat motionless on my bed, staring at the wall. The enormity of what I was doing, searching for the man I'd walked away from two years ago, hit me. My hands trembled as I set the phone down, and I pressed them against my thighs to steady them.A soft knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts
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The drive back to the manor was silent. Oppressively silent. The kind of silence that rings in your ears and makes your skin feel too tight. Jessica kept shooting worried glances my way, her hands gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were white. I couldn't bring myself to care. My mind was spinning with Greece's words, playing them over and over like a broken record."I haven't seen Roman in almost two years. No one has. He's gone."Greece had explained everything in that café, how Roman had methodically dismantled his life after I left. How he'd slowly withdrawn from social circles, buried himself in work, and then one day just... vanished. Left Wellington Corp in Colson's hands with an iron-clad contract and detailed instructions. Left his manor empty, his cars collecting dust in the garage. He'd even left his personal phone behind, with just a short note telling Greece not to worry, that he needed to "find himself" whatever the fuck that meant.I stared out the window,
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AMELIAI felt like I'd been punched in the gut, all the air leaving my lungs in one desperate rush. Greece Wellington's presence was like a ghost from my past life, one I'd tried desperately to forget. My fingers tightened around the shopping bags, knuckles turning white as I struggled to maintain my composure."Jessica," I managed again, my voice lower and more upset when I didn't get an answer the first time. Jessica's eyes pleaded with me, her hand coming to rest on my forearm. "Please don't be mad," she whispered urgently, bringing her full hands up to her chest in a pleading motion."She's been trying to reach you for days. I couldn't just ignore her,” Jessica explained, her voice just as low as mine as her eyes darted between Greece and me pleadingly. “ Just hear her out, Amy…this might be good for you too, you know?”I let out a shaky breath and held back my growing anger, last thing I wanted was to project my frustrations on the pregnant woman. I knew she was trying to help
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AMELIA Morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains of my bedroom, casting warm patches across my chilly sheets. I should have felt lighter, triumphant even. The family was finally under control, the threats neutralized, and the Guerrero name secure. Yet as I lay there, staring up at the ceiling with its intricate paintings my mother had made , I felt anything but victorious. The heaviness in my chest from yesterday hadn't dissipated. If anything, it had grown worse, Alexander's words echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. "Even after two years, he's never once tried to reach out..." I didn't want to think about Roman. In fact, I had gaslighted myself into thinking it was taboo to think about him and rightfully so. How the fuck am I supposed to get him out of my head now? How the fuck am I supposed to stop thinking whether he never really cared to begin with, or what he was up to, or if he was okay. I knew he was. If anything had happened to Roman Wellington, the r
