Chapter: CHAPTER 57I was a nervous mess.The mirror reflected a version of me I barely recognized. White silk flowed over my frame like water, hugging me in places that reminded me I was alive, that I had survived long enough to get here. For a long moment, I just stared at the woman looking back at me, as though she were someone else entirely — someone stronger, freer, softer than the girl who once scrubbed her hands raw trying to forget she came from nothing.“Stop fidgeting with it, you’ll wrinkle the fabric.”My mother’s voice carried across the small bridal suite. It was steadier than I expected, but when I turned to her, I caught the gleam of tears already brimming in her eyes. She looked radiant herself, her hair pulled back neatly, her beautiful dress a pale blue that made her appear ten years younger.“I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered, her hands covering her mouth. “My daughter. My little girl.”I laughed lightly, but it cracked at the edges. “I’m not little anymore, Mom.”Her
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Chapter: CHAPTER 56I hadn’t planned on visiting Mason.If I was honest, I didn’t think I ever wanted to see him again.But Dean had asked me gently, late one night as we sat together on the balcony of his penthouse, the city lights winking beneath us. He hadn’t pushed. He just said softly, “He’s trying, Babe. And maybe… maybe hearing from you would help him finish what he’s started.”So here I was, standing in front of the wide oak doors of the private rehabilitation center tucked deep in the countryside. It looked less like a clinic and more like an old estate converted into something new with its sprawling gardens, high windows, and air so clean it felt almost wrong to breathe it after years in the city.The receptionist had recognized me immediately, her brows twitching in surprise before smoothing into a professional smile. “Mr. Caldwell will be very glad to see you.”I doubted that. Mason had never been glad to see me. He had only wanted to own me, to parade me like a prize. That was never love.Bu
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Chapter: CHAPTER 55LANIThe laughter was still spilling out of me by the time Dean tugged me down the cobblestoned street, his hand warm and steady wrapped around mine. The narrow alley opened into a wide square where the faint smell of roasted chestnuts and cinnamon sugar drifted on the cool air. Tourists were gathered near little shops, cameras flashing, while locals sat outside cafés, sipping espresso as if time itself slowed for them.We’d been wandering all morning, ducking in and out of antique shops and tiny boutiques, pretending we were just another couple on vacation. It was almost too easy to forget everything we’d left behind— Caldwell Holdings, the trial, the chaos of the last few years. For once, I wasn’t looking over my shoulder or preparing for another battle.Dean squeezed my hand, drawing me back to him. “You’re quiet,” he said softly, his voice carrying that mix of warmth and curiosity that always disarmed me.“I’m not quiet,” I said, though my tone was more thoughtful than playful. “I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 54The conference room was suffocating.Not because of the size—Caldwell Holdings had spared no expense when it came to intimidating spaces. The long mahogany table gleamed under recessed lights, leather chairs lined both sides, and the wall of glass overlooked the city I had spent my entire life trying to conquer. But right now, it wasn’t grandeur I felt. It was decay.The air reeked of fear.One by one, the board members shuffled papers, avoided eye contact, and cleared their throats like cowards preparing to abandon ship. And that ship… was mine.“I think we need to be realistic, Dean,” said Harris, one of our oldest board members. His voice cracked, and his eyes darted nervously around the table. “The fallout from the trial has… well, it’s gutted us. Public trust is gone. Investors are gone. We can’t sustain this.”I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight. “We’ve weathered storms before. We survived recessions, bad press, and all sorts of other things. This company doesn’t get to crumble
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Chapter: CHAPTER 53DEANIt was 2am when the phone rang. Everyone knows such an hour was too quiet for good news.I almost didn’t answer. I’d been pacing the penthouse, restless, flipping through documents for the case, but not reading them. Lani had fallen asleep on the couch, her head bent against a pillow, her breathing soft and steady. For one foolish second, I considered letting the call go to voicemail.But something in my chest twisted, and I picked it up.“Mr. Caldwell?” The voice on the other end was firm, clinical. A doctor. “It’s your father. I think you should come. Now.”The room swayed around me. I didn’t realize my hand was trembling until the phone nearly slipped from it.“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”___I don’t remember the drive to the hospital. I only remember the sterile light of the hospital corridor as I rushed down it, my shoes loud against the tiles. I remember the smell of disinfectant and metal, and the weight in my chest that grew heavier with each step.When I entered th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 52Dean poured two fingers of whiskey into his glass, then pushed the decanter away as though the very act of touching it repulsed him. His shoulders were stiff, his jaw locked, and though the city stretched glittering beyond the penthouse windows, his eyes were fixed on nothing.I curled my legs under me on the sofa, nursing a mug of tea that had long since gone cold. The silence between us was brittle and fragile, the kind that felt like if either of us spoke too suddenly, it would shatter.Finally, Dean exhaled, a heavy sound. “He’s not stopping.”I looked up, my chest tightening. “What did you hear this time?” I didn’t have to ask, I knew he was talking about Mason.His mouth pressed into a thin line. He didn’t look at me when he answered. “Last week it was a fight in some nightclub. Yesterday it was an arrest outside a strip of bars in Midtown. Today…” He rubbed his temple with his thumb, frustration edging his voice. “Today, apparently, he totaled one of the cars.”“Mason?” My voic
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Chapter: EMILIA VS DELILAH, WHO WILL WIN?Delilah’s simple black gown looked elegant, but she looked tired, her face was pale from another long day of calls and jail visits. She barely glanced at Jax, her mind was clearly elsewhere—on the next meeting with Silver’s lawyer, and the upcoming court hearing.“Delilah, darling!” Emilia called, waving her over with false warmth. “Come join us. You look like you need a drink after all that dreary courtroom drama. Tell us, how is our dear Silver holding up? Still charming the jail warden and guards, I hope?”Delilah’s response was forced. “He’s holding on. We’re making progress.” She had no warmth for Emilia. The distance she’d built felt like a wall.Emilia leaned into Jax harder, her hand sliding down his chest possessively as male strippers gyrated nearby and bottle girls weaved through the crowd in skimpy outfits. “Isn’t loyalty beautiful?” she said loudly enough for Delilah to hear as she walked away.The tension thickened as the night progressed. Jax was trying to get to his
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Chapter: THE QUEEN OF REVENGE PARTIESJax Romano slammed the front door of the sprawling Paris mansion harder than he intended. His head throbbed from the previous night’s endless champagne and forced smiles.Today had been a long, soul-crushing day. His meetings had been disasters—investors were pulling back because of the family scandal, and lawyers had warned that Silver’s case could drag the Romano name through the mud for years.And Delilah? She hadn’t shown up to work and hadn’t answered his last two calls. His plan hadn’t gone as expected, and all her energy was now poured into Silver, leaving him on the outside looking in. The frustration clawed at him.He missed her—the way she used to fuck him with raw emotion. Now it was all court filings and jail visits.Jax heard noise coming from the grand ballroom and followed it. The room was alive with chaos. Workers in crisp uniforms hauled tables, adjusted chandeliers, and positioned massive floral arrangements that smelled too sweet, almost overwhelming.He stood in th
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Chapter: EMILIA HAS RECLAIMED HER THRONEDelilah clutched the visitor pass tightly in her hand as the metal doors clanged shut behind her.The jail’s visiting room smelled of stale coffee and disinfectant, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like angry insects. She sat on the hard plastic chair, heart hammering in her ribs, waiting for the guards to bring Silver out.When he finally appeared—hands cuffed, orange jumpsuit hanging loose on his once-sharp frame—her breath caught in her throat and her hand flew to her mouth. Silver Romano, the charismatic playboy who commanded any room, now looked worn down. Bruises shadowed his jaw from whatever scraps happened inside, and his usual smirk was strained.“Delilah,” he said, voice rough as he picked up the phone on his side of the glass. His eyes softened when they met hers. “You came. Thank you, baby.”She pressed her palm to the glass, wishing she could touch him. “Of course I did. The hearing’s tomorrow. I spoke to the lawyers this morning—they think we have a shot at bail
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Chapter: SILVER’S DOWNFALLEmilia, still hazy from the pills, scrambled to put them away. “It’s the cops—what the hell is happening?”Delilah’s heart slammed against her ribs, her eyes widened. “Emilia, why are the police in your house?”“I have no idea. Let’s go”They burst from the powder room, heels clattering, bodies bumping as they rushed through the hallway to get to the panicked crowd.Delilah’s tight dress clung to her curves, riding up her thighs as she hurried, her chest heaving. “It’s your party, Emilia. Care to tell me what is going on?”“I just told you, I don’t know.”Before they could ask questions, the front doors burst open and the music stopped abruptly.Police officers in tactical gear flooded the mansion, badges flashing, guns akimbo, eyes sweeping the dinner hall wildly. They pushed through the confused guests, searching faces. “Move aside! Where is Silver Romano?!”The party crowd was already stirring, heads turning toward the armed police officers. Jax appeared beside the women suddenly,
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Chapter: TROUBLE“Oh my, that’s… some really wild thoughts, Emilia.”“I know. But I would never do that to Jax. I love him too much to hurt him that way, even if he’s hurting me.”“If I had a baby.” Emilia wiped an angry tear that had managed to fall free. “I wonder if he’d abandoned his child and I in this house when he goes out to fuck and frolick with other women. I wonder if he’ll keep on lying through his fucking teeth about working late nights at the studio.”Delilah wanted to smile. So far her revenge plan was working. Emilia was feeling the same pain she felt back when everything happened. All she had to do was to keep fucking with Emilia’s mind till she was reduced to total insanity, and crawl back home to her mother. Only then would Delilah begin dealing with Gena Langford, Emilia’s mother.She pursed her lips into a straight smile to hold her smile “You accuse Jax way too much. How do you know he’s not working Emilia?” She asked instead. “Because I know! I’m never wrong.”“You might be wr
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Chapter: THOUGHTS OF CHEATINGThe Romano estate party was in full swing around her. Opulent chandeliers hung from high ceilings, casting golden light over everything. Guests in expensive dresses and suits laughed loudly, clinked glasses, and bodies swayed closely on the dance floor to the heavy beat of music, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath the surface. The air smelled of expensive perfume, champagne, and sweat from dancing couples grinding against each other. Delilah pushed through the crowd, her tight dress clinging to her curves, hips brushing against strangers as she moved. Her skin felt electric from the chaos. She asked everyone she could— but no one had seen Silver recently. One tipsy woman in a red gown giggled and said he stepped out to the terrace for a cigar maybe twenty minutes ago. A tall guy with a drink in hand mentioned seeing him head toward the east wing earlier, but he was gone now. Silver had vanished into the night, probably to do something mischievous. Delilah felt on edge, h
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