Chapter: CHAPTER 10: The Elders' SuspicionTYLER'S POVI stood in the hallway outside Nora's room, my fist clenched at my side. The black rose and the note. Someone had been in her room without my knowledge.That could not happen. Not in my house. Not under my watch.I turned and walked down the stairs, my footsteps heavy on the marble. The elders would be waiting in the meeting room. They always waited when something unexpected happened.And bringing Nora home had been very unexpected.I pushed open the doors to the private meeting room. Five faces turned toward me. The gang elders. Men and women who had served my family for decades.Adrian sat at the head of the table, his fingers steepled under his chin. He was the oldest and the most cunning. Nothing escaped his notice."Tyler." He nodded at me. "We need to talk."I closed the doors behind me and took my seat. "About what?""About the woman you brought home." Clara leaned forward, her sharp eyes studying my face. "You called her your wife.""That is correct.""Since when d
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9: The Mansion's SecretsNORA'S POVI stared at the wedding dress, my hands still clutching the note. Wear this tomorrow. The words blurred as tears filled my eyes.I reached out and touched the fabric again, this time noticing the details. The lace was old. Not old in a worn way, but vintage. Delicate and yellowed slightly at the edges.This was not a new dress. This was Isabella's dress.The dress she would have worn to marry Tyler. The dress that never made it to a wedding.And now he wanted me to wear it.My stomach turned. I stepped back from the closet, my breath coming in short bursts. I could not do this. I could not pretend to be her.But what choice did I have? The contract bound me to Tyler. I was his possession now. If he wanted me to wear a dead woman's wedding dress, I had no power to refuse.I forced myself to look around the room again. Really look this time.The vanity caught my attention. I walked over to it and sat down on the velvet stool. The mirror reflected my pale face at me, making me
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8: Lily's WarningNORA'S POVI could not let her walk away. Not after what she had just said. I hurried out of the room, my feet moving before my mind could catch up."Wait!" I called out, my voice echoing down the empty hallway.Lily stopped but did not turn around. Her shoulders tensed like she was bracing herself for something painful.I caught up to her, slightly out of breath. "Please. You cannot just say something like that and leave."She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes darting left and right. "I should not have said anything.""But you did." I stepped closer, lowering my voice. "Who are you talking about? Who do I look like?"Lily's face crumpled with worry. She looked like she wanted to run, but something kept her rooted in place. "Not here," she whispered.She grabbed my wrist and pulled me down the corridor. We turned a corner and she pushed open a door I had not noticed before. The room inside was small and dark, filled with cleaning supplies and old furniture.Lily shut the door behind
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: The Mysterious WomanNORA'S POVMy fingers trembled as I reached for the drawer again. I knew I should not be looking through Tyler's things, but I could not stop myself. The woman in the photograph haunted me.I pulled the drawer open fully this time. More photographs spilled into view, each one showing the same beautiful woman. She had dark hair that fell in waves past her shoulders. Her smile was warm and genuine.But it was her eyes that made my stomach drop. They were the exact shape as mine. The same curve to her cheekbones. The same delicate arch to her eyebrows.We could have been twins.I picked up another photograph. This one showed her in a flowing white dress, standing in a garden filled with roses. Sunlight caught in her hair, making it shine like silk.She looked happy. Carefree. Everything I would never be.The next photograph made my breath cease. The woman stood beside Tyler, but he looked different. Younger. His face was softer, without the hard edges I had come to know. His arm wrapped
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6: The ContractNORA'S POVTyler's hand wrapped around my wrist as he pulled me away from the crowd of elders. Their stares burned into my back, but I had no strength left to care what they thought of me.He led me through a marble hallway that seemed to stretch forever. My feet ached with each step, but I forced myself to keep up with his long strides. The walls were lined with expensive art that I could barely make out in my unreliable vision.We stopped at a heavy wooden door. Tyler pushed it open and gestured for me to enter. I hesitated, before stepping into what appeared to be his private study.The room smelled of leather and cedar. Dark bookshelves lined the walls, filled with volumes I would never have time to read. A massive desk was in the center, polished to a mirror shine.Tyler walked to the desk and dropped a folder he had been holding. The same contract Landon had signed. My stomach twisted into knots as he laid it flat on the surface between us."Sit," he commanded, his voice leaving
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: His WifeNora POV "I can't leave…" A muffled sound boomed in the quiet room.I turned immediately at the sound of the voice, shock and excitement bursting within me. Never in a lifetime had I thought that I would hear my mother's voice clear and sharp again.But all I saw was an old fragile and frail woman back in her confused, delusional state. I turned back bitter and dejected, the only string of hope I had was lost. How could I have imagined that my mother would be lucid again?I was now at the mercy of a stranger. Who I believed had a hand in the underworld—I was a hundred percent sure. That did not amaze me, after all, I just discovered the hidden identity and operations of Darius, Landon's father.Tyler's men dragged me out of the room, doing the same with my mother. "Please be careful with her. She is very weak." I pleaded as we walked out."And wear her coat." I screamed again.Landon collapsed on the bed when it was just him. He was glad to have gotten rid of the pest in his life but
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREEDEVAN.The day we buried Marcus, the sky stayed stubbornly gray, as if the world itself understood there were no words grand enough for the moment. It came with no dramatic storms, no cleansing rain, just a heavy, muted stillness that pressed against my chest.The funeral was quiet and intimate, exactly as Marcus would have wanted it. Clarissa stood beside me, her hand tucked into mine, our fingers interlaced so tightly it felt like we were holding each other upright. She was dressed in a black flowing gown, simple and understated, her face pale but composed. Only I could feel the slight tremor in her hand, the way her thumb rubbed absent circles against my knuckle whenever the grief surged too close to the surface.The twins slept in their pram nearby, unaware of the enormity of the moment, their tiny chests rising and falling in perfect rhythm. I watched them often during the service, grounding myself in the sight of their peaceful faces.Marcus had died so they could live without f
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-TWOCLARISSA.Outside the hospital room, machines hummed, phones rang, and the nurses and doctors spoke in urgent voices. But inside my room, time had split cleanly in two, becoming fractured and I was suspended in the fragile, breathless space in between.My two tiny miracles lay in my arms, impossibly small and yet impossibly perfect; a boy and a girl. My son slept with his tiny fist tucked beneath his chin, his breathing soft and rhythmic, like he already understood the comfort of rest. My daughter was more curious, her eyes fluttering open and closed as if she were memorizing the world one blink at a time. Their warmth seeped into me, stitching me back together in places I hadn’t known were torn.“Oh,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You’re real.”Devan sat beside me, one hand resting on my knee, the other hovering as though he were afraid to touch them too firmly, afraid they might vanish if he did. His eyes were red, his face drawn, but when he looked at the babies, something insi
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONEDEVAN.The hospital corridors blurred into one endless stretch of white; the walls, floors, and ceilings all bleeding into each other under the harsh fluorescent lights. The air smelled of antiseptic and quiet panic, that strange hospital mix of sterility and restrained fear. I had changed my mind as I climbed into my car and watched the ambulance carrying Marcus leave, and instead of returning home to Clarissa, I decided to accompany the ambulance to the hospital, half praying and half hoping he was still alive. Fortunately, Isabella had driven Clarissa down to the same hospital alongside Freda, all of them oblivious to what had happened. I walked through it like a man already half-buried, my body moving on instinct while my mind fractured under the weight of what I already knew.Marcus Montclair was gone.The doctor had said it gently, like softness could soften death.“I’m sorry,” he had said, hands folded, eyes steady. “There was nothing more we could do.”Nothing more. Those word
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND THIRTYDEVAN.The alarm kept screaming, slicing through the mansion, but even that was drowned out by Clarissa’s cries from the labor room; raw sounds of pain and life colliding. My chest felt like it was being pulled apart in two directions at once.“Devan!” Isabella shouted from down the hall. “Security just flagged another breach!”“I know!” I snapped, my voice hoarse. I stood frozen in the doorway of the labor room, my hands shaking. Clarissa lay on the bed, sweat-soaked, gripping the rails as another contraction ripped through her.“Don’t leave,” she gasped, her fingers reaching for me. “Please—”“I’ll be right back,” I said, lying through my teeth as I kissed her forehead. “I promise. You’re not alone.”Her scream followed me as I backed out, the sound carving something permanent into my bones, then I heard it: a dull, distant crack. It was not the sharp snap of a door nor the sound of a dropped object. That was the clear sound of a gunshot.Every instinct in my body went cold.“What w
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINECLARISSA.The pain I felt tore through me without warning, white-hot, vicious, starting low in my back and ripping forward like something alive. My breath left me in a sharp cry before I could stop it. My hands flew to my stomach, fingers digging into the taut curve of my belly as my body arched instinctively.“Clarissa?” Devan’s voice snapped tight with alarm.I couldn’t answer right away. The contraction wrapped around me, crushing, relentless, stealing the air from my lungs. My vision blurred at the edges. When it finally eased, I gasped, dragging oxygen back into my chest like I had nearly drowned.I looked up at him. His face had gone pale.“It’s time,” I whispered.He didn’t argue, didn’t bother to ask any questions. He was already moving.“Okay,” he said softly, gripping my hand with both of his. “Okay, I’ve got you. I’m right here.”Another contraction slammed into me before the echo of the first had faded.I cried out, my fingers tightening painfully around his. “Devan—”“I k
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO-HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHTMARCUS.The cold air in the warehouse seeped through cracked concrete and rusted seams, carrying the sour smell of damp metal and old oil. Every step I took echoed too loudly, as if the space itself wanted to announce me. I stood beneath a single bare bulb, its weak light swinging slightly, carving the shadows into long, warped shapes that stretched and recoiled with every sway.I had chosen this place carefully. It was forgotten, off-grid, and familiar enough to tempt him. I checked my watch once, then again, not because I needed the time but because waiting sharpened the fear in me into something different, a blade instead of a fog.I had already sent the message.“FINAL ASSET. FINAL TRUTH. COME ALONE.”It was a lie, of course. Or rather, a truth bent just enough to be irresistible.Bruce never could resist the promise of absolute leverage. Footsteps reached me before voices did; heavy, unhurried, and confident. I exhaled slowly. The door groaned open, and light from the outside spi
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