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The night stretched on endlessly, oppressive and silent, as I paced back and forth in my small living room. Marissa’s words rang in my ears like an echo I couldn’t escape. Her insistence, her worry, her urgency—they were now impossible to ignore. But what truly shook me was the realization she planted in my mind: Alexander had asked me so many questions about the Midnight Flame tulip before. At the time, I had thought nothing of it. I’d chalked it up to simple curiosity. He was a man of many interests, always intrigued by the world around him, always asking questions. When he’d asked about the Midnight Flame, I’d been flattered. No one had ever shown much interest in my garden before, let alone in the rare tulips I had spent years cultivating. His fascination had felt genuine. But now? Now I wasn’t so sure. I sank onto the couch, burying my face in my hands as the weight of doubt pressed heavily on my chest. Why had he been so interested? Why so persistent in learning about the
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The expansive office of Alexander Kane, CEO of the Kane Corporation, was unnervingly quiet except for the soft hum of his computer and the occasional shuffle of papers. Alexander sat behind his massive desk, staring at his phone with a furrowed brow. It had been hours since he had called Sophia, but she hadn’t answered. She always answered. His fingers drummed against the polished wood as he replayed their last conversation in his mind, searching for anything he might have said or done to upset her. But nothing came to mind. She had been her usual warm, loving self. So why was she ignoring him now? The thought unsettled him more than he cared to admit, but Alexander was not a man who allowed emotions to derail him for long. With a heavy sigh, he set the phone down and forced himself to refocus. Work demanded his attention, and he had learned long ago that distractions—no matter how personal—were a luxury he could not afford. As he opened his laptop to review the latest rep
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The bell above the door jingled softly as my last customer of the day exited the shop, their arms filled with fresh blooms from the garden. I smiled after them, my heart swelling with pride as I watched them walk away. This shop—my little sanctuary—was a labor of love, and each satisfied customer was a reminder of why I worked so hard to keep it alive. As I turned back to tidy up the counter, the sound of footsteps pulled my attention. Another customer had entered, though I hadn’t heard the bell this time. The man who stood near the door wasn’t like my usual clientele. His presence was commanding, almost oppressive, as if the very air in the room had thickened. He was elderly but far from frail, with a sharpness in his gaze that made me feel as though he could see right through me. He wore a tailored suit that screamed wealth and power, and the slight lift of his chin exuded confidence bordering on arrogance. Something about him unsettled me. But I was not one to be easily
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The bell above the door jingled as it closed behind him, the sound somehow louder in the deafening silence that followed. My knees felt weak, but I forced myself to stand tall, gripping the edge of the counter as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. The air in the shop felt heavy, like all the oxygen had been sucked out, leaving only the echoes of his words. Manipulating his grandson. A distraction. Selfish. Each word replayed in my mind, sharp and cutting like glass. I pressed a hand to my chest, willing myself to breathe, but my heart was racing too fast, and my thoughts wouldn’t stop spiraling. Was that really what he thought of me? Of us? No, not just him. Was that what *Alexander* thought of me too? My stomach twisted at the thought. Alexander had asked me about the Midnight Flame tulip so many times, and I had told myself it was innocent curiosity. He was fascinated by my garden, by the passion I poured into my work. Or at least, that’s what I’d
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When Marissa called me that evening, I didn’t hesitate anymore. The fear that had taken root in my heart over the past few days had grown too large to ignore. Emmanuel Kane’s words had carved themselves deep into my mind, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of impending doom. It wasn’t just my safety that worried me—it was the legacy my parents had left behind. The thought of it being destroyed because of my connection to Alexander was unbearable. “I’m ready, Marissa,” I said quietly, my voice trembling as I spoke into the phone. “Book the ticket. I’ll leave the country.” Marissa let out a small sigh of relief on the other end of the line. “Good. You’re making the right choice, Sophia. I’ll take care of everything. Just pack what you need and be ready to leave in a few days.” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “Thank you,” I whispered. After we ended the call, I felt a strange mixture of emotions—relief, sadness, and a lingering sense of dread. I stared at my phone, lost
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Inside Alexander’s sleek black sedan, the world outside seemed to dissolve into nothingness. All that existed was the heat between them, the tension simmering just beneath the surface, ready to explode. Sophia glanced at Alexander, her breath catching in her throat. He looked every bit the rugged, dangerous man she had always imagined him to be. His dark hair was tousled, as if he had run his fingers through it one too many times, and his eyes bore into hers with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. She could see the desire flickering in those deep green depths, a silent promise of what was to come. She leaned back against the leather seat, her heart pounding in her chest. The air was thick with anticipation, the kind that made her skin tingle and her nerves hum with excitement. Alexander’s gaze dropped to her lips, and she felt a surge of longing course through her veins. She wanted him, wanted him with a ferocity that surprised even herself. “Sophia,” he murmured, his voi
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When I got home that night, the stillness of my small house wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. The beach, the stars, and Alexander’s heartfelt words should have brought me comfort, but instead, they left me feeling more conflicted than ever. The lingering scent of the ocean in my hair and the cool sand that had clung to my shoes served as painful reminders of the perfect night I had shared with him. I dropped my bag by the door and leaned against the wall, staring blankly into the dimly lit living room. My mind was racing, replaying every word Alexander had said, every look he had given me, every moment we had spent together. His sincerity, his warmth, and the way he looked at me as if I were the only person who mattered in the world—it all felt like a cruel twist of fate. I wanted to hold on to that night forever, to freeze time and stay in that bubble of happiness where it was just the two of us, far away from the threats and expectations of the Kane family. But reality h
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Alexander stood on the edge of the tarmac, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he watched the plane ascend into the sky, its blinking lights disappearing into the horizon. His fists clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms as he tried to keep the overwhelming wave of emotions from consuming him. He was too late. His heart felt like it had been ripped from his chest and thrown onto the cold concrete. Sophia was gone. The realization hit him like a freight train. No matter how many times he told himself there was still time, no matter how fast he drove through the city, weaving through traffic like a madman, he had still failed to reach her. She was gone. Alexander cursed under his breath, his voice hoarse with anger and despair. His mind replayed every conversation, every look, every fleeting moment over the past few days. There were signs—there had to be. He had seen the distance in her eyes, the hesitations in her voice, the way her smile faltered when she thoug
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The moment Sophia and Alexander stepped into the hotel room, their desire for each other ignited. It had been five years since their last encounter, and the distance only fueled their passion. As they closed the door behind them, their lips met in a hungry kiss, eager to taste and touch after too long apart. Clothes became an obstacle, hindering their need to feel skin against skin. Sophia's fingers fumbled with the buttons of Alexander's shirt, while his hands skillfully slid down the zipper of her dress. They undressed each other with urgency, tossing garments aside without care. Soon, they were both naked, their bodies on display, yearning to be explored. Sophia, with her slender frame and delicate features, looked up at Alexander with lust-filled eyes. His tall, muscular build and intense gaze sent shivers down her spine. Without a word, they fell onto the soft bed, their bodies aligning perfectly. Alexander positioned himself between her thighs, his face hovering over her gli
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A month had passed since I last heard any news about Alexander. It was a quiet kind of peace that I had grown used to, one that allowed me to immerse myself in my flowers. The shop had become a sanctuary, a place where I could lose myself in the fragrance of petals and the quiet rustle of leaves, a place far away from the chaos of the past. The rare midnight flame tulips were doing well this season, their dark petals glowing faintly in the dim light of the shop. I was bent over, carefully trimming the stems of a particularly stubborn tulip, my hands steady and practiced. The rhythmic snip of the scissors filled the room, creating a soothing lull, and I was so focused on the task at hand that I didn’t hear the bell jingle above the door. The faint chime of it only reached my ears when the sound was followed by footsteps, slow and deliberate. I didn’t lift my head. Maybe it was a customer, or maybe it was just the wind. The bell jingled again, and then came a voice—low, teasing, fam
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The decision had been made. Alexander, after months of contemplation, finally stepped down as CEO of Kane Corporation. The weight of the position had been pulling him in directions he no longer wished to go. It was time to let go, to stop clinging to something that no longer felt like his true purpose. Sophia had been waiting for him for five long years. It was time he made his move, time to step away from the legacy he had spent so much of his life building. Jill had been by his side throughout everything—through the ups and the downs, through the struggles and the victories. She had been a steadfast ally, a loyal friend who never asked for anything in return. Now, she was here, standing across from him as he prepared to make the biggest decision of his life. “Are you sure about this, Alexander?” Jill asked, her voice steady but soft, as if sensing the gravity of the moment. Alexander exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on the papers in front of him, the ones that would officially m
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The next day, the world seemed to shift in a way I hadn't expected. The relief I had felt the day before, the moment I learned that Alexander had been found not guilty, was suddenly overshadowed by a new wave of news, news that made me feel like I was caught in an emotional storm. It started with a headline that made my stomach twist. *Viktor Robert Found Guilty of Embezzlement, Sentenced to Life in Prison.* The words hit me harder than I had anticipated. I had known Viktor’s capacity for cruelty, but seeing his fate sealed, seeing him condemned to a life in prison, felt like a punch to my gut. I couldn’t bring myself to feel anything but a dull ache at the thought of his downfall. I had never been a fan of Viktor, never admired his ruthless, manipulative ways. But seeing him face the consequences of his actions, knowing that Alexander had been framed by the very man who was now behind bars—it felt like too much. It was a strange sense of justice, but it was also tainted by the bi
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The past five years had passed in what felt like a blur. My flower shop, nestled in the quieter part of Europe, had become my haven. It wasn’t as glamorous or renowned as I had once dreamed it would be, but it was mine. The rare midnight flame tulips I had worked so hard to cultivate brought me a certain kind of recognition, though not the kind I had hoped for in the beginning. It wasn’t the fame or grandeur I had imagined, but it was enough to keep me going. It was enough to heal me in ways I didn’t even realize I needed. My grandparents, who had always been my unwavering support, had left Country Z after I did. They had chosen to stay here in Europe, away from the turmoil, away from the pain. Their house, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, was where I sought comfort. I found peace there, with them, as I slowly learned how to live without him. But the news—the news that always seemed to find its way to me, no matter how much I tried to avoid it—had not stopped. It had bee
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I sat by the window of my grandparents' house, watching the sun slowly dip beneath the horizon, casting a warm glow over the fields that stretched out in front of us. This place had always been a sanctuary for me, a peaceful haven far away from the noise and chaos of the city. It wasn’t the kind of place where you’d find the hustle and bustle of city life—no towering skyscrapers or crowded streets. Instead, it was quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the trees and the occasional chirp of birds to break the stillness. I had my own apartment now, a place in the heart of the city where I could keep my life private, away from the prying eyes of the people who would have questions about my past. But despite having my own space, I found myself drawn to my grandparents' house, to the peace it provided, to the comfort of their presence. It was a place where I could still feel safe, where I could escape from the weight of the world and the constant ache in my chest. They
Your Lips to Mine #2: The Billionaire's Secret Garden My Garden 92
It’s been three years now. Three long, agonizing years since I left my home, my family, and most painfully, Alexander. Time has done little to dull the ache in my heart, but it has made it easier to pretend. To push aside the memories of the life I had with him and keep moving forward. But there are days—too many days—when I can’t help but feel like I’m still tethered to my past. I still watch the news, still read articles about the Kane family, even though I know it only causes me more pain. It’s a way of keeping a small piece of my old life alive, even if it’s just in a fleeting moment. Most of the time, it’s nothing more than rumors or meaningless gossip—people speculating about the family, making assumptions about their business dealings. It’s easy to ignore. But then, sometimes, there are pieces of news that rip the veil off and remind me of the things I’ve tried so hard to forget. The first year after I left, I didn’t hear anything. Nothing significant, at least. The Kane fam
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Alexander stood on the edge of the tarmac, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he watched the plane ascend into the sky, its blinking lights disappearing into the horizon. His fists clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms as he tried to keep the overwhelming wave of emotions from consuming him. He was too late. His heart felt like it had been ripped from his chest and thrown onto the cold concrete. Sophia was gone. The realization hit him like a freight train. No matter how many times he told himself there was still time, no matter how fast he drove through the city, weaving through traffic like a madman, he had still failed to reach her. She was gone. Alexander cursed under his breath, his voice hoarse with anger and despair. His mind replayed every conversation, every look, every fleeting moment over the past few days. There were signs—there had to be. He had seen the distance in her eyes, the hesitations in her voice, the way her smile faltered when she thoug
Your Lips to Mine #2: The Billionaire's Secret Garden My Garden 90
When I got home that night, the stillness of my small house wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. The beach, the stars, and Alexander’s heartfelt words should have brought me comfort, but instead, they left me feeling more conflicted than ever. The lingering scent of the ocean in my hair and the cool sand that had clung to my shoes served as painful reminders of the perfect night I had shared with him. I dropped my bag by the door and leaned against the wall, staring blankly into the dimly lit living room. My mind was racing, replaying every word Alexander had said, every look he had given me, every moment we had spent together. His sincerity, his warmth, and the way he looked at me as if I were the only person who mattered in the world—it all felt like a cruel twist of fate. I wanted to hold on to that night forever, to freeze time and stay in that bubble of happiness where it was just the two of us, far away from the threats and expectations of the Kane family. But reality h
