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All Chapters of The Tycoon's Redemption : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

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Chapter 1

The Caelum ranch stood on a hill, its white-washed walls glowing like a beacon in the fading light; the ranch house’s structure seemed out of place, as if someone had plucked it from the Mediterranean coast and deposited it amidst the rolling hills and dotting pastures of California. From the bottom of the hill was a winding driveway lined with ancient oak trees and a rusted ranch gate, which led up to the house. Inside the ranch, an earthy smell filled the air, showcasing a rural setting. A pleasant reminder to rest. Driving up the driveway had a dreamlike effect on those in the rented car, but that had been where the dreams started and ended. Emily could not give in to indulging rest as she lay awake in her single bed. Something heightened Emily’s senses; No amount of tossing and turning could erase the face of the man behind the front desk from her mind. It was her anniversary weekend, and the ranch had been Owen's idea, who was now snoring away in the other single bed in the
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Chapter 2

“But you don’t have your ring on?” “Oh, Ohm.” Emily said, regarding her hand. It was an odd thing to notice, but she was not used to the ring; it was too flashy for her simple taste. “I noticed you had on a stunning rock last night.” Mark tried to make the situation light. He shook his head to clear it; in fact, it was a good thing that she was married. Mark didn’t have space for any women in his life. He had none since he had woken up in a strange place. But the good Lord, who was he kidding? For her, he could make room. She was all he could think about. “I’m sorry if I startled you; I’m always up early. I love this time of the morning, before it becomes too busy for me to enjoy the ranch.” He offered when the tension between them became too palpable. “Oh. What is it you do here?" Emily inquired, her curiosity piqued. She did not associate men with his looks with a ranch, but there was something about him she could not put her finger on, only if she could place him. Mark had
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Chapter 3

Owen was already seated at the table, sipping on his black coffee. Emily smiled when she approached him. There were lines between his eyes that she had not noticed there earlier. He got up and pulled out a chair for her to sit. Still feeling a little flustered from her two seconds with Mark in the stable, she reached for the glass on the table and poured herself water from the pitcher. "I thought you would still be sleeping. I didn't expect to see you down so early." Emily smiled at Owen. “Your bed was empty when I turned; I decided to come down and look for you.” He had on that salesman smile, and Emily knew instantly that something was up. She was always able to catch him like that. The smile that didn’t reach the eyes. As she continued to look at him with adoration, Owen took an envelope from the table; Emily hadn't noticed it when she sat down; she'd been so flustered that she had missed the brown envelope with Owen's golden pen that he took with him everywhere. She knew it.
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Chapter 4

Nickolas Meyer was drowning. He was surrounded by a sea of water. The pain in his side was becoming unbearable every time he pulled himself to stay above water. He was sinking further and further down; he could make out the dimming lights of the yatch as it took on a different course, sailing away. Leaving him behind. The water kept on rising higher still. Swimming with one hand was becoming impossible. Whoosh. The sea waves were rising. Whoosh. The current was getting stronger. When he thought the water would take him under, he was struggling to breathe, his second lung failing. there was a loud banging around his ears, and someone was pulling him out of the water. “Sir, wake up. Sir!” Nickolas sat up in bed with a start and touched his throat. He was covered in sweat. “Jason?” His eyes came into focus; it was one of his farmhands, Jason. It was the same nightmare. “Yes sir, you were having a bad dream.” The young man said, wide-eyed, he had been terrified by the screams
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