FORCED TO WED THE BILLIONAIRE
She looked down at my dying body, disgust written into every line of her face.
“You really thought I was on your side?” she whispered. “How pathetic.”
Blood filled my mouth as I smiled bitterly.
So this was the price of trust.
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They destroyed her marriage to Lucien, tricked her into signing papers that erased her name, her future, even her very existence. She gave them her heart, her loyalty, her life… and they repaid her with betrayal sharp enough to kill her or maybe it actually did.
A few forged smiles, a few carefully chosen lies. One signature was all it took to strip her of everything, her name, her fortune, even her freedom.
Her best friend, her childhood sweetheart. The only people she believed loved her. They didn’t just take her wealth or her freedom,
they took her body, piece by piece, until death was the only thing left.
But fate wasn’t done with Aria.
When she opened her eyes again, she wasn’t on a cold operating table, she was back at the beginning. Before the lies, before the signatures, before the knife slid in.
This time, she wouldn’t be naive.
This time, she wouldn’t love blindly.
She would rewrite her future, step by step. She would make them pay, before they even realized the game had changed.
And Lucien…
The man she once abandoned, the regret she carried even into death.
This time, she would choose him.
Could she destroy them all… and still hold onto the one thing she loved most, or would revenge demand a price too high even for her?
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE — THE GENEVA PROTOCOLAria's POVGeneva was cold. A sharp, biting wind blew off the lake, and the city felt gray and institutional. We checked into a hotel that didn't have a name on the outside, just a discreet black door and a concierge who recognized Lucien on sight."David Park is in the suite," Lucien said as we stepped into the elevator. "He’s found the address. Mercer is staying in a villa in Cologny. High security, private docks, the works.""It’s a fortress," I said, checking the feed on my phone. "But every fortress has a weak point. Usually, it’s the people who work there.""Park is already working on the staff," Lucien said. "But we need to move fast. If Mercer sees the jet on the tarmac, he’ll know we’re here."&
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR — THE UNEXPECTED VARIABLEAria's POVHe stayed behind me for a long moment, the heat of his presence grounding me even as the data on the screen tried to pull me into a vortex of paranoia. I could feel the slight tension in his posture. He was looking at the graphs, but I knew he was really looking at me."The jet is fueled," he said, his voice regaining its usual steady cadence. "But before we go, I want to know exactly what you’re planning to do with that information. You’re not just going to hand it to David Park, are you?"I turned the chair around, looking up at him. "Park is good for finding people, Lucien. But he doesn't understand the nuance of behavioral economics. He sees a target, I see a pattern. If we just go to Geneva and try to
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE — THE SILENCE BETWEEN USAria's POVI sighed and took a bite. "Fine. But you're paying for this.""I always pay, Aria. It’s part of the contract."We ate in a comfortable, loaded silence for a few minutes. Lucien watched me with that steady, unhurried attention that always made me feel like he was reading my thoughts in real-time. He wasn't the "Dark Lord" right now, he was just a man enjoying a meal with his wife, but the authority was still there, woven into the way he sat and the way he held his glass."Mercer isn't just a consultant," I said, setting my fork down after the required three bites. "I went back through the LSE alumni records while you were on that call with David Park. He did
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO — THE WEIGHT OF A NAMEAria's POV"Always," he replied.He didn’t move. He stayed right there, looming over me in the confined space of the elevator, his hand still firm on the back of my neck. The elevator began its smooth, silent descent, and for a few seconds, the only sound was the faint hum of the machinery and the steady rhythm of his breathing.I looked up at him, my heart still doing that strange, fluttering thing. "You didn’t tell me Halloway was on the list. You let me walk into that room thinking we were just fishing.""I told you I had the beginning of an idea," Lucien said, his voice dropping into that low, resonant tone that always seemed to vibrate right through me. "I didn't want you overthinking your performance. If you kne
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE — THE BOARDROOM PERFORMANCE~Aria's POV~The boardroom of the Blackwood building felt like a courtroom. Twelve men and women sat around the long glass table, their faces masks of professional indifference. At the head of the table, Lucien sat with his jacket unbuttoned, looking bored, his fingers drumming a slow, rhythmic beat on the surface.I sat to his right. I’d chosen a sharp, emerald-green suit, a color Lucien had once called 'dangerous.' I had my tablet open, but I wasn't looking at spreadsheets. I was looking at the people in the room."The Victor Hale situation has been handled," Lucien said, his voice flat and unhurried. "The police have him. The acquisition strategy he was pursuing is dead.""And the Mercer connection
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY — THE ARCHITECT IN THE SHADOWS~Aria's POV~The morning sun didn't feel like a victory. It hit the glass walls of the penthouse with a cold, sharp brightness that made the events at the pier feel like a fever dream.I woke up with the scent of sandalwood still clinging to my skin. Lucien was already gone from the bed, leaving only a slight indentation in the pillow and a heavy sense of his presence. I found him in the study, already dressed in a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, staring at a set of encrypted files on his main monitor."Victor didn't talk," Lucien said in a low voice. He didn't look up as I entered. "Marcus spent three hours with him before the police transport arrived. He’s terrified, Aria. But not of us. He’
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