Chapter: Love after warLayla’s POV They were escorted out in silence. The doors closed behind them, and the room was finally still. I sat down slowly, my legs too weak to stand. My hands were still shaking, but I felt...lighter. Like a storm had passed through me and taken everything with it. Damian came to my side, gently pulling me into his arms. “We did it,” he whispered into my hair. “It’s over.” I let myself fall into him, the tension melting away in slow waves. My throat tightened, and I didn’t stop the tears that came. Tears of relief. Of exhaustion. Of justice. “You were incredible,” he said. “You held your ground.” “So did you,” I whispered. “I couldn’t have done this without you.” He kissed my forehead. “We’re safe now. Blackwood is safe.” The city stretched out beyond the glass, glowing under the darkening sky. For the first time in weeks, I could breathe. Truly breathe. “They’re going to prison, aren’t they?” I asked. “Yes,” he said. “And everything they tried to destroy—we’ll rebuild
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-26
Chapter: The room of confession Layla’s POV The plan was risky. Dangerous. But it was the only option we had left. Damian and I had spent the entire night in his office, surrounded by files, laptops, coffee cups, and the steady hum of the city outside. Sleep had long since abandoned us. I sat on the floor with documents spread around me while Damian paced near the window, his jaw clenched, his mind spinning like a storm. “We have to get this right,” he said, for the third time that hour. “We will,” I replied, keeping my voice calm, though my heart was racing. “We know how they think. That’s our advantage.” He stopped and looked at me, the dim light catching the worry in his eyes. “Isabel is cunning. She’ll smell a trap if we make even one wrong move.” “And Alexander is a coward,” I added, meeting his gaze. “He talks tough, but he cracks under pressure. We just have to make him sweat.” A flicker of hope crossed Damian’s face. He came to sit beside me, his hand brushing against mine. His touch was warm, groundin
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-26
Chapter: In the eye of the hurricane Layla's pov I could feel the tension in the air as I sat across from Damian in his office. Papers were scattered all over his desk, some of them half-crumpled from the way he’d clutched them in frustration. His face was pale, his eyes dark with worry. I had never seen him like this, so raw and vulnerable. I hated that Isabel and Alexander had done this to him, to us.“Damian,” I began, my voice low but firm, “we can’t let them win. We can’t let them take everything we’ve built.”He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “Layla, I know, but every time I think we’re ahead of them, they strike back twice as hard. Alexander knows too much. Isabel is ruthless. I can’t even trust my own people.”I reached across the desk and took his hand. “You can trust me.”He looked at me, his eyes softening for a brief moment. “I know. I do. You’ve been my rock through all of this.”I squeezed his hand, trying to ignore the tremble in my own. “Then let me help. Let me really help. I’m not just
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-11
Chapter: The vote Layla's pov I could feel the air getting thicker every day at Blackwood Enterprises. Tension clung to the walls like smoke, wrapping itself around every conversation, every sideways glance, every late-night whisper that never quite reached the surface. It wasn’t just the weight of Isabel’s attacks anymore—it was Damian. He was changing.Not in obvious ways. It was subtle at first—the way his jaw clenched tighter with each passing hour, the way his once-playful smirks became rare and brittle. His replies grew shorter. His presence colder. He stayed longer at the office, sometimes not coming home until dawn, sometimes not at all. Something inside him was unraveling, thread by thread.One night, I found him in his office, bathed in the low glow of a desk lamp, surrounded by piles of documents, contracts, and spreadsheets. His eyes were bloodshot, the shadows beneath them deep and hollow.“Damian, you haven’t slept,” I said quietly, leaning against the doorframe. “Come to bed. Please.”H
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-09
Chapter: The folder Damian’s PovI never thought I’d cry like that.Not the way people do in movies—with shouting or tears streaming down their face in some cinematic breakdown. No. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic. It was quiet. Heavy. Like when thunder lingers just beyond the clouds and you’re waiting for the lightning to strike—but it never does. That kind of pain, the kind that starts in your chest and slowly spreads like poison, leaving you numb.And it all started with a folder. A simple manila envelope, slipped under the door of my office while Layla and I were discussing a wave of suspicious discrepancies in our quarterly reports. I thought it was just another file—another headache in a long list of recent ones.I picked it up absently, still mid-sentence, and cracked it open.The moment my eyes hit the first page, the ground under me shifted.“What is it?” Layla asked, her voice cautious.I couldn’t respond right away. My fingers tightened around the papers. My pulse roared in my ears. Every l
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-09
Chapter: Blind Loyalty Layla's pov I could feel something changing in the air. It wasn’t just the tension from Isabel’s attacks. It was something closer, something more personal. Damian had been quieter lately, more on edge. I noticed the way his eyes lingered on his phone longer than usual, how his fingers would drum the table in a restless rhythm. And then there was Alexander.Alexander had been Damian’s right-hand man for years. Trusted. Loyal. A steady presence in the storm. But even I could tell something was off.It started small. A few missed meetings. Damian mentioned how Alexander had been unreachable one morning when a key investor called unexpectedly. Then, there were the documents—contracts that were supposed to be signed and ready but somehow ended up lost or misplaced. Damian found one of them days later, shoved into the back of a filing cabinet.At first, he brushed it off."He’s tired," Damian told me one night, rubbing his temples. "We’re all tired. Isabel’s playing games, and we’re scramb
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-22
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