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CHAPTER 71

Mason’s BetrayalRoman's POV "Daniel." He jumped at the sound of my voice, spinning around so fast that his phone almost fell out of his hand. When he spotted me standing there with my arms crossed and resting on the doorframe, his eyes widened. "Roman... His voice wavered as he stumbled, "I didn't hear you come in." I took a step forward, moving slowly and methodically. "No, you didn't. I presume you're too preoccupied with your brief phone call.”With a pallid face, he opened his mouth and closed it. “It’s not what you think.” "Isn't it?" With a harsh tone, I bit out. I moved closer to him, staring into his eyes. "Because it sounded a lot like betrayal from where I'm standing." As I got closer to Daniel, he gulped forcefully and pressed his back on the desk's edge. “You’ve been feeding Elijah information about me,” I said coldly. “And Naomi.” His eyes fell to the ground as his face twisted with shame. "Yes, but—" He flinched at the sound of my palms slamming onto th
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CHAPTER 72

Camille’s Gambit Camille’s POVWith her hands resting softly on the table and her back straight, Margaret Steele exuded composure. But she etrayed her eyes—calculating, assessing, like she was deciding whether to tolerate my presence or crush me under her designer heels.I picked up the fragile porcelain cup in front of me and sat back in my chair, crossing one leg over the other. I took my time sipping my coffee, allowing the tension between us to grow like smoke. “You seem surprised,” I said finally, setting the cup down with a soft clink. “Didn’t think I’d have the audacity to seek you out, did you?” A slight smile curled Margaret's lips, but it stopped short of her eyes. “Audacity has always been one of your best traits, Camille. It’s what made you such a… memorable moments in Roman’s life.” My voice was low and deliberate as I chuckled. “Memorable. Is that what they’re calling it these days? Well, let’s not beat around the bush Margaret. Roman and I—we have unfinished bu
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CHAPTER 73

The Price of Freedom Roman’s POVFor a while, Camille stood motionless, her lips slightly open in surprise, but this moment was short-lived. The moment of weakness was gone as fast as it appeared, replaced by the infruating grin she always had when she felt in control. Fighting the need to lash out, I clenched my fists. “I think it’s time we settle things between us.” Camille leaned casually against the wall, her amusement barely seen. “Settle what exactly? You seem to think I’m some kind of villain in your little story. I’m not the one who ruined us, Roman. You did.” “Don’t twist this,” I snapped, my voice like glass. “You’ve been feeding off my life like a parasite, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Now, you’re going after Naomi. That ends tonight.” She didn't back down even though her expression hardened. “And what exactly do you propose? That I pack up and disappear into the night? Sorry, Roman. I’m not one of your problems you can throw
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CHAPTER 74

The Heirloom Roman's POVLike a razor piercing the silence, Naomi's question hung in the air. “What exactly is this heirloom?” I stood there staring into her unblinking eyes, and for a second I thought about ignoring the question. But then I noticed the genuineness in her eyes—her desire to sympathize with me and share my sorrow. I had to be honest with her. "It's a ring," I muttered. "A simple one. Gold with a small emerald.” She scowled with perplexity. "A ring? Why would Camille want something like that?” “It’s not just any ring,” I replied, moving toward the window. The morning light spilled into the room, casting golden rays that reminded me of another time, another place. “It belonged to my mother. She wore it every day.” I let the memories flood my mind as I closed my eyes. I could vividly see my mother, reaching out to hold my hand with a smile as radiant as the sun. I will always remember the melody of her laughter, which encircled you and gave you a sense of s
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CHAPTER 75

The Seduction Trap Roman’s POVAs I returned inside, I saw Naomi's body stretched out on the bed in the faint light from the bedside lamp. The sheets were tangled over her legs, exposing her naked body to the gentle glow, but she was already asleep. With each steady breath, her chest rose and fell, and she slept peacefully, her lips slightly parted. As I stood there, simply observing her, a surge of warmth filled my chest. She trusted me enough to completely let down her barriers and be this vulnerable. Nevertheless, a storm was building within me. The foundation I was trying to lay with Naomi felt like it was about to collapse due to Camille's intrusion into our lives. With a sigh, I combed through my hair. I wanted to wake her up, to continue what we are doing before Camille interrupted. Damn you Camille.But, I couldn't bring myself to wake her from her sleep. Naomi deserved peace, even if my own felt far out of reach tonight. With the intention of joining her on the bed ,
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CHAPTER 76

A Fractured Bond Naomi’s POVI didn't wait for Roman to finish speaking. Against the storm that was roaring inside of me, his voice and his excuses were like white noise. My legs moved on their own, carrying me out of the loft and back into the cold night. "Wait, Naomi!" Desperate and begging, his voice echoed behind me, but I didn't stop. Every step I took was a determined beat to get away, and the click of my heels on the pavement mirrored the beating in my chest. Away from him. Away from the betrayal. Just as I got to my car, Roman caught up with me, his hand firmly but softly gripping my arm. His voice cracked as he begged, "Please, Naomi. Allow me to explain." With unshed tears blazing in my eyes, I turned to face him. “Explain what, Roman? That you were just ‘talking’ to her while she practically undressed in front of you? Or that you conveniently forgot to mention this little rendezvous when I asked where you were?” “She means nothing to me!” he insisted, his hand s
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CHAPTER 77

Margaret’s ConfessionMargaret’s POVI sat in my study, looking at the elaborate clock on the mantel with blank indifference. Every second felt louder, a constant reminder of my mistakes. As I remember the incidents that up to Roman's confrontation with Naomi, my chest constricted. I shouldn't have done it At the time, it had seemed harmless to tell Camille to demand the heirloom from Roman. I believed it would compel him to accept accountability, step up, and demonstrate that he could manage his family's legacy. But I didn’t expect how far Camille would go—or how much damage it would cause. Roman wasn’t just angry—he was broken. And Naomi… Naomi was the collateral damage I hadn’t accounted for. I clutched my chair's armrest as remorse tore at my gut. This was not what I had in mind. Instead of sinking into this abyss of self-loathing, I wanted Roman to achieve success and regain his pride. Enough was enough.With determination strengthening my resolve, I got up from my chair
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CHAPTER 78

Elijah’s ProposalNaomi’s POV"Elijah?" The uncomfortable silence was broken by my words. I felt shock, confusion, and anger swirling inside of me and crashing into each other like a hurricane. "Why are you calling me? After everything? And using an unknown number—seriously?” There was a pause, just long enough for my annoyance to grow. “I didn’t think you’d answer if you knew it was me,” Elijah said finally, his voice steady but tinged with something that might have been remorse. “You’re damn right I wouldn’t,” I snapped. My grip on the phone tightened. “What could you possibly want now? I told you to stay out of my life.” “Naomi, I’m not here to bring up the past,” he said, his tone calm but firm. “This is about an opportunity.” "An opportunity?" I repeated, my words brimming with incredulity. “Can you listen yourself? You’re the last person I’d trust with anything resembling an opportunity.’” “I deserve that,” Elijah admitted, his voice low. “I know I’ve made mistakes—m
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Chapter 79

A Dangerous GameNaomi’s POVI started at Elijah's message for so long that the words became blur. My stomach turned with unease but I remained resolute. I grabbed my phone and called Roman. On the second ring, he answered. "Did he text you?" Roman asked, sounding as if he had been expecting my call. "Yes," I said. “He wants to meet at noon tomorrow. The Vault Bistro.” Roman whistled. “That's bold. Public but private enough for him to pull something. What are you thinking?” "I'm going." I said firmly. "He is completely mistaken if he believes that I will enter this blind. Roman, I'd like to know what he's truly after. But I need you to back me up.” "You don't even need to ask." He said. "If something goes wrong, I'll be there, close enough to intervene." "Good," I murmured, feeling a wave of comfort. “But we need to play this smart. Elijah’s not stupid. If he senses you’re nearby, he won't say anything and we’ll lose our chance to get anything out of him.” "I agree,"
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CHAPTER 80

The Warehouse ConfrontationNaomi's POVCamille's eyes gleamed with an unnerving blend of amusement and hatred. As she walked further into the darkened warehouse, her heels clicking hard on the concrete floor, my heart raced. "Camille," I said, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me. "What are you doing here?" Camille's eyes widened, her voice dipping with innocence. "Oh, Naomi, please don't act surprised. Did you really think this brief meeting would take place without me?” Her eyes strayed to Elijah, who was standing apart with his arms folded and with an unreadable expression on his face. Like two predators circling the same prey, there was a noticeable tension between them. “Elijah,” I said, turning to him. “What is this? So you are still working with her?” With a grim laugh, he stepped forward. “Working with her? No, Naomi. Camille and I are simply… aligned. We have a common goal." "And what is that goal?" I demanded, raising my voice.“To bring Roman Blac
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