Chapter: Chapter ThirtyDamien's POV~The doctor's words, “Only four hours! — echoed in my ears as I fled the hospital, my heart racing with urgency.Elara’s pale, adorable, and broken face followed me everywhere, her grateful little wish that I would save her father pushing me to keep going. I needed to get to the healer, the only person in the Vellex Pack with the kind of power to pull Gideon from the edge. I hopped into the rented car, the engine coming to life underneath me as I raced toward pack lands, but the city had other plans. The roads were packed with traffic, car horns honking while I clenched the wheel so tight my knuckles were pale. I checked the dashboard clock — an hour had already passed. Time was running out, along with Gideon’s prospects.Panic raked at my ribs, my wolf snapping and growling under my flesh, screaming for me to go faster. I couldn’t sit here, locked up in this metal cage while Elara waited, relying on me. I had an impulse response, turning into a side street and parking in
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty NineDamians POV~I was shocked when Elara’s phone rang, destroying the fragile moment between us. One moment, we were standing in front of that ancient scroll, our eyes locked, her question — “What do you mean?” —hanging unanswered in the air. The next her face went pale as she picked up the phone, and her voice quivered with panic. “Mom? Is everything okay?” I looked at her speechless, as her expression fell apart, and her notebook fell from her hands to the floor. Before I had time to react, she said “I’ll be there” and ran out of the site.I didn’t think. All I did was run after her, my heart racing, my wolf demanding I run faster. The trees blurred past as I shoved my way past a collective sea of students and professors, my gaze fixated on Elara’s hurriedly retreating. She was already frantically flagging down a taxi near the edge of the site. I couldn’t let her leave alone—not like this, not when she looked so shaken. I bolted ahead, getting to her just as she opened the taxi door, g
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty EightElara's POV~The bus ride to the archaeological site had been long and bumpy, the hum of the engine doing little to soothe the discomfort I felt in my chest since Damien’s outburst back on campus. I had stayed away from him and from Julian alike, sitting near the front and burying my nose in a book I hardly read. From time to time, I’d sense their stares — Damien’s and Julian’s playful, mocking — and I’d ignore them, taking in the blur of tree after tree outside the window. When we reached the site — a vast stretch of ancient ruins set amid a wooded valley.The professors gathered us into a clearing, where they explained the assignment in firm voices. We were to disperse throughout the site, examine the artifacts and relics strewn around the ancient stones, and write down everything we could about what we saw — their history, their use, and their importance.I embraced the assignment, thankful for a distraction. I’d selected this course for a reason, well before my reincarnation. The
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty SevenDamien's POV~A moment had passed before I panicked, as Elara’s voice sliced through the haze of our kiss, her question soft but concerned. “What do you mean?” My heart slammed, the truth hovering at the tip of my tongue—all the abuse I’d swallowed, the mate bond, that I’d been reborn, the love that haunted me. I opened my mouth, ready to let it all pour out, to tell her how she still owned every part of me. But before I could say anything, she shook her head, defiance flashing in her eyes. “I don’t want to hear it,” she said, her tone resolute, and then she turned and left, shutting the door with a click behind her.I stood there in shock, my breath trembling, while regret flooded through me. I had come so close to opening my heart, to telling her I loved her, that I never stopped loving her. But that alone served as, a stark reminder that the timing wasn’t right — that maybe it never would be. I sighed and sat down in my chair and dropped my head into my hands. I’d resolved to conf
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Six Elara's POV~I couldn’t ignore the feeling that stuck with me during class, an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach that wouldn’t let go. Julian’s words from earlier kept echoing in my brain — his confession, the way he’d wove together his fingers with mine and asked about a relationship, how honest his voice had been, how it had taken me aback.I wanted to dismiss it, to convince myself it didn’t mean anything, but deep down, I knew otherwise. He was practically about to lay his heart out on the line, and if Damien hadn’t interrupted with that loud, commanding outburst, I might’ve had no choice but to face it head-on.As much as I hated to admit it, Damien’s interference had saved me from something I wasn’t ready to have. And that only made me feel worse.I found myself sitting in the back of the lecture hall, my pen tapping restlessly at my notebook, hardly hearing the professor over the chatter in my mind. Damien wasn’t teaching today, thank the Moon Goddess, but it didn’t matte
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty FiveSabrina’s POV~I was on my way to class when I saw them. Elara, Damien, and Julian, standing in the corridor.My gut twisted at the mere sight of them and I ducked behind some trees before they could see me, my heart racing with both curiosity and dread. I shouldn’t have cared. I should have just kept walking, head high as if they didn’t mean a thing to me. But I couldn’t.Not when Damien was here, with his eyes locked on Elara as though she was the only thing in existence. It made me sick — sick with jealousy, sick with longing, sick with the inescapable truth that the man I loved loved her.I bent down, trying to hear what they were saying over the sound of the leaves rustling.Elara had shivered away, leaving only Damien and Julian at odds, their words cold and scorching. I couldn’t hear every word they said, but I heard enough — Julian teasing Damien about Elara, Damien’s voice low and furious as he told Julian to stay away. My chest tightened. Damien’s lecture wasn’t just abou
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty SixSting of BetrayalStefan's POV~The marriage draft rested atop my desk, the scrawl of Valenticia’s signature slashing starkly against the blank copy. Her fire at dinner. The sparkle of her eyes demanding equality had cracked at my core, awakening an admiration I could not afford. I sat back in my chair, the city’s neon pulse seeping through the office window as a reminder of the stakes. Seryne was a warzone and Valenticia Clawford was an asset and a risk. The penthouse fire, two nights before that, had cost me more than walls. New Dream’s servers were limping, critical data gone to ash. I was losing my hold, and Victor Galden was winning.Carter’s call split the silence, his tone strained. “Gideon’s gone rogue, Boss. He’s seeing Valenticia at the pier—midnight. Says he’s showing her evidence of Galden’s patent theft.”My gut clenched. “I told him to keep his head down,” I snarled, punching the desk. “What the hell is he doing risking it?”“He feels like he owes her,” Carter said. “Thi
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty FiveUnveiled Valenticia's POV~I held the crumpled note in my hand, Meet me at midnight. I know Galden’s next move. The words offered information on what Victor Galden planned to do, but there was danger woven through them, a snare I could not dismiss. I was in the estate's library, the air hung thick with the odor of old leather and wax, and last night’s red rose was still sitting on the table, its thorns pointed like an unsaid accusation. I had smashed Natasha’s tracking device with my heel at the auction, but her obsession was shackling me.My grandmother's voice sharp and hard pierced through my thoughts. “Valenticia, you’re going to meet Stefan Myles tonight. Let’s talk about the contract marriage.”My heart dropped, and a familiar ache started. Another loveless transaction, like Dmitri’s betrayal, the starry promises that had turned to ash. “Grandmother, I can’t. Not another cage.”Grandmother's gaze softened but her tone was firm. “This isn’t about love, child. It’s about surviva
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty FourWeb of DeceitGregor's POV~I paced with the crushed note in my fist”Your moves are observed”.When I had found it an hour ago and read it, its jagged script had taunted every step of mine. The black sedan that had followed me through Seryne’s rain-slicked streets last night was gone, but its shadow hung in my memory. Somebody was getting close—Valenticia, Stefan, or a player I had yet to identify.My pulse thrummed. I’d made my way to the brink of seizing control of Clawford Corporation, but the higher I climbed, the more the ground moved from under me.Victor Galden’s call had been a tightening noose this morning. "Get rid of the heiress," he had snarled. “She’s a liability.” Galden had been not just a partner, but a predator, and I had attached myself to him. The money I had been shipping to Nexus Ventures his cover for the Clawfords' takedown was supposed to guarantee that I stayed on top. But then his silence afterward scared the hell out of me, an absence where promises had be
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty ThreeMystery ManValenticia’s POV~The red rose rested on the library table. Back at the office, my computer screen had shown a live feed of my face, as seen from some unknown angle — maybe a camera in the ceiling or the vents. And then the image was gone as quickly as it had shown followed by a disturbing phone call: “You’re digging too deep, heiress.” It served as a reminder that nowhere was safe. Grandmother walked in, her hair catching the lamplight, face a mixture of determination and worry. “Valenticia, the security caught Dmitri. And he demands to speak with you only.”I nodded, suddenly aware of the pounding of my heart. Dmitri. What could he want now? “Let him in.”The security brought him in, and I could hardly recognize the shell of a man standing before me. His eyes were red, his finely tailored suit baggy, and it was as if guilt had carved away his insides. Memories rushed in — nights spent dreaming of a life together, his promises now ash. Rosanna stood by the fireplace,
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty TwoShadows of Vengeance Stefans POV~I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a glass of bourbon in my hand, the sting of the gas explosion that raged in my chest. Valenticia. Carter’s voice an hour ago had assured me, that she was alive, shaken, but unharmed in the gas leak. A miracle, he’d said. I didn’t believe in miracles. The gas leak wasn’t random. Nor was the server crash at Clawford Enterprises two days earlier, or the cryptic threats that had been whispered through back channels. Someone was playing pieces in a game I was not yet ready to dive into, and Valenticia was at the centre of it. My hand tightened around the glass, the bourbon rattling. I didn’t allow myself to use that word, but it knotted in my gut, disguised as anger. And if they laid a finger on her, and gods help them and they did, I would burn their world to ash.I put the glass down and walked back and forth, memory fragments clicking together. Rosanna’s offer of a marriage of convenience for
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Chapter: chapter Twenty OneOld Scars, New DangersValenticias POV~Natasha’s smug smile burned into my mind as the boardroom doors closed, her presence made my skin crawl. She was there standing, composed.My heart raced, the hospital photo on the burner phone flaring into my memory — me, unconscious, vulnerable, caught by someone who’d been too near. The abrupt line had Natasha's written all over it. I made myself breathe and forced my shaking hands not to show as I turned to the board.She claimed to be a financial consultant, and disarm my Nexus Ventures allegations with a charm that was difficult to ignore! “Ms. Valenticia’s conclusions are worrisome, yet premature,” Natasha replied, her smile cutting. “Without authenticated sources, these claims risk defaming our operations.” Her statements sowed doubts, and I watched the board members, their eyes darting between me and her. Mr Vance, Gregor’s man, nodded eagerly, and there was a hard scepticism on all but the neutral faces. The evidence I had acquired—the
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Falling for my Billionaire Ex Again!
I stepped inside the office and sat before the doctor. But my thoughts suddenly drifted.
"Mr. Blackwood?" The doctor’s voice pulled me back to the present.
"How is she?"
The doctor sighed, flipping through Natalie’s chart before meeting my gaze. "She suffered a severe head trauma. We managed to stabilize her, but…" He hesitated.
My stomach twisted. "But what?"
"She has retrograde amnesia. Right now, her memory is… fragmented. From what we’ve assessed, she doesn’t recall the last five years."
Ethan froze. "How do you mean, five years?"
"She believes it’s still 2018. In her mind, she’s still your wife."
The words punched the air from my lungs. Still my wife.
"This kind of memory loss can be temporary or permanent—we can’t say for sure. She may recover bits of it over time, or it may come back all at once." The doctor’s gaze softened. "It’s important, Mr. Blackwood, that no one tries to force her to remember anything. Pushing her could make things worse, even more dangerous."
I swallowed hard, my pulse roaring in my ears. Five years of pain, five years of regrets—wiped away.
"Can I see her?"I pleaded.
The doctor hesitated before nodding. "Go easy on her....And Mr. Blackwood?"
"Stay strong."
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Five years ago, Natalie Elise Blackwood walked away from her husband, Ethan Blackwood. After discovering his betrayal, she left without a trace. But when a tragic accident erases her memories, she wakes up believing she’s still Ethan’s devoted wife, unaware of the past that tore them apart. Seizing the opportunity to fix his mistakes, Ethan is determined to keep her by his side, even if it means hiding the painful truth. But when the memories return, will Natalie stay...or will history repeat itself?
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Chapter: Chapter FiveEthan's POV:The air left my lungs.I swallowed hard. "Can I see her?""She will be moved to a ward soon. You can see her then.""I want a private ward arranged for her,” I said without hesitation. "The best one. The most expensive."The doctor nodded. "I’ll have that done."I barely heard him as he walked away. My gaze was fixed on the doors leading to her.Five years of searching. And now, I could only pray she’d wake up.Suddenly, the door swung open and the nurses wheeled Natalie out on a stretcher. An IV drip was connected to her arm. Bandages covered her head, and legs.She looked nothing like the fiery, stubborn woman I had spent years searching for. She looked... broken. And I hated it.I followed closely as they guided her down the hall. Now and then, one of the nurses would glance at me. But, I ignored them.They entered a private ward and gently transferred her onto the hospital bed. Adjusting the monitors and IV stand, they made their final checks before stepping back.“Sh
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Chapter: Chapter FourEthan’s POV:“Mr. Blackwood?”I barely heard the voice calling me. My mind had drifted again, back to her. Natalie.God, how could I not think of her? Even after all these years, she still haunted me.She used to sit beside me in meetings like this, taking notes with a wide smile.She was my secretary—until she became my wife. But life had a way of proving my father and grandfather right: Kindness was a weakness. And losing her—losing us—was all the proof I needed.I clenched my jaw, pushing away the memories. The past had no place here.Murmurs swept through the room as my silence stretched too long. My secretary, Samuel, leaned toward me and whispered the question I had missed.I blinked, shaking my head slightly to clear my thoughts. Straightening, I adjusted my cufflinks and finally spoke. “The question was regarding our investments in the European sector, correct?” I asked.The CFO nodded. “Yes, sir. There have been fluctuations in the market due to political instability. Our st
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeNatalie's POV: FIVE YEARS LATER:I sat in my art studio, surrounded by canvases covered in several colors. Some were unfinished, while others were completed yet waiting for meaning. I dragged my brush across the canvas, blending hues of deep blue and ivory. Suddenly, the door was pushed open."Miss Natalie!"A small voice filled the room, followed by hurried footsteps. I turned just as a little boy, no older than six, rushed to my side, clutching a medium-sized whiteboard in his tiny hands. His dark eyes were bright with excitement, his cheeks flushed from running."Did I do it properly?" He asked, his voice tinged with eagerness and a little nervousness.I smiled and set down my brush, placing my palette on the wooden stand beside me. Wiping my paint-streaked hands on my apron, I pulled it off and knelt before him, taking the board from his hands."It's looking great, Kelvin." I praised, scanning the sketch of a small house surrounded by trees, the lines were wobbly
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Chapter: Chapter TwoNatalie's POV:Stepping out of the house, I hurried past the front porch and through the gates, my feet carrying me aimlessly down the road.My vision was blurry from the tears that refused to stop. I wasn’t just crying—I was wailing. I fought for this marriage.I endured the whispers, the disapproving glances, the silent judgment of people who thought I didn’t belong in Ethan’s world.But Ethan… he never made me feel like I was beneath him. He never felt like a billionaire to me.He loved eating greasy pizza on the couch while watching his favorite sports, his arm lazily slung around my shoulders. He loved cooking, taking over the kitchen with a kind of reckless passion that always ended in a mess, and surprising me with breakfast in bed. He laughed with me. Held me. Kissed me like I was the only woman in the world.So how? When?There were no signs—no distance, no arguments, no strange behavior.What went wrong?My hands trembled as they landed on my stomach. Was he unhappy becaus
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Chapter: Chapter OneNatalie’s POV:"What a hectic day.” I sighed, relaxing in the driver’s seat. But despite how exhausted I was, I couldn't stop smiling.Tonight was everything I ever dreamed of. My paintings debuted at the gallery, and I received recognition from some of the most renowned artists in the industry. I glanced at my phone, half-expecting a message from Ethan. He came early but left almost immediately for an emergency meeting. I understood, of course. He always worked hard for us, for our future.I bit my lip, to suppress a smile. I couldn't stop picturing him, waiting for me. Already changed into his sweatpants, lounging on the couch with a glass of whiskey in hand. Maybe he asked the maids to prepare something extraordinary. Maybe he ordered takeout. Maybe he’s waiting to celebrate my success properly.Pulling into the driveway, my heart swelled with anticipation.The house was dark except for the porch light. Strange. Ethan usually makes sure the maids leave a few lights on whenever
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