Novels by Aceso_

CHAPTER 12 : AuroraDamian didn’t move at first. He just stared at me, jaw set, eyes sharp in a way that didn’t match the between us. The office felt too small. “What exactly did Elias say?” Damian asked.He said almost snapping.I forced my breathing to steady. “He said there was an investigation before I even joined Seraphim. One connected to… my father.”Damian’s expression didn’t change. But something in the room did.A pressure. A shift.He took one step closer. “He’s lying.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”The confidence in his voice was too calm. I didn’t move away, but I didn’t step closer either.“Damian, someone used my credentials to break into your secure files. Someone who knew I’d be the perfect scapegoat.”“I know. And I’m handling it.”“How?” I pushed. “By telling your board I’m innocent? By ignoring every red flag because it’s convenient?”His jaw clenched hard. “I’m not ignoring anything.”“Then why didn’t you tell me about a previous investigation involving my father?”Thi

CHAPTER 11 : AuroraI didn’t wait for the elevator this time. I climbed the stairs two at a time, adrenaline narrow­ing my vision, my lungs burning as I pushed through the last door to the executive floor. I wasn’t running from anything exactly — more like panicBut I knew one thing: The leak wasn’t an accident, and it wasn’t some unknown hacker. Elias had set something in motion, he was always on the go.And I had walked right into it.The hallway was louder today — phones ringing, footsteps rushing, doors opening and closing. A crisis had a sound, and this was it.Damian’s assistant nearly bumped into me.“Oh— Ms. Hale, he told me to send you straight in.”She didn’t wait for me to respond, just hurried down the hall with a stack of files clutched to her chest.Damian’s door was closed. That never meant anything good.I knocked once.No answer.I pushed the door open anyway.Inside, three people were arguing at the same time. Damian stood behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, jaw loc

CHAPTER 10: Aurora's POV.Aurora couldn't sleep.The email appeared behind her eyes every time she closed them: If this fails, the blood is on both our hands.Instead of a business warning. It sounded more like a confession.By sunrise, she had read it a hundred times, looking for something, anything, that would make it sound less like a threat. Nothing did.When Damian knocked softly on her door that morning, she pretended not to hear him.He pushed the door handle slowly.“You’re awake,” he said. Not a question.Aurora stayed sitting on the edge of her bed, laptop half open beside her. “You always know when I am.”He leaned against the doorway, sleeves rolled up, looking very composed for someone who had just been accused of murder the night before.“Are we going to talk about last night,” he asked, “or are you going to keep avoiding me?”She looked up, meeting his eyes. “You said you were there because my father called you.”“I was.”“Then what did you do after?”Damian’s expression

Chapter 9: Aurora's POV. After I saw the letter I kept wondering, how was I the villain? Were these men playing games with me? I was slowly falling apart silently... Perhaps Damian was right about my dad.Two days had passed since the confrontation but it kept playing in my mind, how could it be that the man I blamed for everything had become a saint and the man I was fighting for was the villain, it kind of felt strange to me. I kept asking myself questions I had no answers to, what if he wasn't? I poured myself a drink knowing I couldn't drink it, as I sipped it, it burned my throat, but the ache in my chest remained, I barely knew who I was anymore.A few minutes later my phone lit up, No name just E... "Why are you drinking alone?" it asked. Great he found me again.. I replied... " What do you want Elias? He didn't respond for about an hour, then I noticed a typing icon and it disappeared again then returned. "I'm trying to get you to see the truth" he replied "What fu

Chapter 8: Aurora's POV. It took a whole three days for Damian's silence to sound like an accusation... I was avoiding Damian as much as I could, head down whenever he passed, pretending to be his composed assistant... But Deep down, my mind was trying to solve a mystery. The photos I had seen, Damian and my dad, locked in a handshake. Each moment I tried to make it make sense, it kept getting harde, and everything I'd thought I knew started to become a lie, the murder, the revenge, it now seemed like I told it to myself to survive. What if Elias was right all along. Damian had been quiet all the week, it was unlike him. He seemed like he was watching me, so I don't lose balance. My phone rang.. it read Unknown Number. I tried to figure out who it was Hello? I said "Still playing games with the enemy?" I tightened my grip on the phone, the voice sounded calm and it came with mockery. " Elias. " " Did you miss me? " He teased in a light tone. " Where ha

Chapter 7: Aurora's POV. His voice kept echoing in my ears even though he left minutes ago, "I'll never be the same in your eyes again" Looking at the photos on the wall now, I wanted to rip them apart, but I just stood still... He knew who I was, yet he let me up close... I could barely sleep that night, just staring at the ceiling like it bore answers to my curiosity... The whole evening's events kept replaying itself in my head... The way he had said my name... The way he was looking at me as if he didn't feel sorry... By morning I had to deal with acting normal, pretending like nothing happened... But as I stepped into the kitchen, there he stopped, leaning against the kitchen counter... Tea mug in hand, rolled sleeves, like nothing had happened last night... He glanced at me for a minute and looked away... "Morning," he simply said... "Morning," I said unwillingly... The silence felt awkward, I tried to focus on the coffee machine next to me, but my mind kept drifting,