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Behind One-Way Glass
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2026-11-01 23:00:38
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30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Behind One-Way Glass
"Kensington?" Richard Hayes stood up from the middle of the mahogany table, adjusting his glasses as he stared at the giant red letters on the wall. "As in Kensington Sovereign Holdings? You are Marcus Kensington’s younger sister?"Beside me at the podium, Preston gaped at the projection screen. "That’s impossible. Sienna Cross is an orphan. She has nobody.""Cross was my mother’s maiden name, Preston," I said into the microphone, lifting the golden master vial out of the silver case. "I stopped using the Kensington name two years ago because my brother warned me you were a parasite who only cared about climbing the corporate ladder. Turns out Marcus was right."I pulled Chloe’s corrupted brown cylinder out of the synthesizer and tossed it into the waste bin. Slotting the master vial into the glass chamber, I typed a nine-digit catalyst sequence onto the keypad and pressed my right thumb to the biometric scanner a second time.Within three seconds, the golden liquid inside the chamber
30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Biometric Lock
Inside my trench coat pocket, I tapped my phone screen to save the voice recording of Chloe’s confession before letting go of the device.Preston hurried over to Chloe and pulled her up from the broken glass on the tile floor, stepping in front of her to hide her bleeding hand from the board members."Dominic," Preston said, pasting on a smile. "You’re early. My soon-to-be ex-wife was just throwing a jealous fit because I promoted Chloe to Chief Formulator. Security is already on the way to escort Sienna out of the building."Dominic didn't even look at him. He stopped a few paces away, resting both gloved hands over the handle of his black titanium cane while his dark grey eyes stayed fixed on me."Your domestic messes can wait until ten-thirty," Dominic told Preston. "The Supreme Board is here to verify the five-hundred-million-dollar Elysium compound before we sign off on the global launch contract. Bring those backup cylinders inside, Miss Sutton. Since my brother claims you’re th
30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Shattered Beaker
The elevator doors slid shut behind me, carrying Dominic up toward the top-floor boardroom.Ten feet down the hallway, Chloe Sutton stood beside a stainless-steel cart outside my private lab. She wore a crisp white lab coat over a tight red silk dress, holding my stolen Elysium backup cylinders against her chest. Right at the hollow of her throat sat the square-cut emerald pendant my mother had left me before she died.When Chloe saw me, she didn't even pretend to look guilty. She glanced up and down the empty corridor to make sure we were alone, then smiled."You’re up early, Sienna," Chloe said, her fingers brushing the emerald at her neck. "Preston told me you threw a fit last night and ran out into the rain like a stray dog."I slipped my right hand into my trench coat pocket, unlocked my phone by touch, and opened the voice recorder app."Take my mother’s necklace off, Chloe," I said, walking over to her. "And put those cylinders back on the rack."Chloe laughed and tossed her cu
30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Between Floors Fifty and Fifty-One
My phone buzzed nonstop on the glass nightstand, Preston’s name lighting up the dim room. I ignored it, keeping my eyes on the red security monitor where my older brother glared straight into the elevator camera.Dominic didn't look the least bit worried. Lifting me off his lap, he set me down on the edge of the mattress and stood up.He walked over to the velvet armchair in the corner and picked up my emerald silk dress and trench coat—both dry and freshly pressed."My staff took care of them," Dominic said, tossing the clothes onto the sheets beside me. "Get dressed. Your brother’s about three minutes away from tearing my lobby apart. Take the private service elevator down to the south garage. He’s waiting."I gathered the clothes against my chest, my skin still warm from his touch. "What about the Elysium case?""Safe in my vault," Dominic replied, turning his back to give me privacy as he buttoned a fresh white dress shirt. "Go deal with Marcus and take your name back. I’ll see yo
30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Skin Against Skin
"Go on, Sienna," Dominic murmured, leaning down until his mouth hovered an inch from mine. "Tell me if my brother knows it’s my name you moan when you come in your sleep."Heat flared across my cheeks. I grabbed the edge of the charcoal silk sheet and yanked it up to my chin to cover the oversized black shirt."Where’s the Elysium case?" I asked, ignoring his question."Locked in my personal vault," Dominic replied. He didn't move back. Under the covers, his bare fingers traced the curve of my knee. "You slept for four straight hours. That’s four hours longer than I’ve tolerated anyone else in this penthouse in three years."He shifted on the edge of the mattress, his grey eyes dropping to my wrist."White neroli and wild valerian," Dominic said, his voice get low. "Preston claimed he dragged me out of that crushed sedan three years ago. But Preston doesn't know the first thing about botanical distillation, and he certainly doesn't have hands small enough to reach through shattered gl
30 Days to Divorce: I Slept with My Husband’s Ruthless Broth Signed in Red
Preston’s fingers brushed the light switch beside our pillar.Before he could flip it, Dominic slid his bare palm from my mouth down to the handle of the silver Elysium case."Let me hold onto your crown until ten tomorrow," Dominic breathed against my ear, slipping the case from my fingers and hiding it beneath his charcoal overcoat.A second later, he stepped out from behind the marble pillar, planting the rubber tip of his black titanium cane right beside Preston’s dress shoe.Preston yelped, stumbling back against the console table and rattling the mug of chamomile tea."Dominic?!" Preston clutched his chest, staring wildly at his older half-brother. "What the hell are you doing lurking upstairs in the dark?"Dominic angled his broad shoulders in front of the alcove gap, blocking me from view."Your housekeeper said you were working late," Dominic replied smoothly, tossing a manila audit folder onto the table. "I came to drop off the quarterly figures, though you sounded... occupi
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