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Choosing me
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A Love Forged In Ruins Blind Loyalty
Layla's pov I could feel something changing in the air. It wasn’t just the tension from Isabel’s attacks. It was something closer, something more personal. Damian had been quieter lately, more on edge. I noticed the way his eyes lingered on his phone longer than usual, how his fingers would drum the table in a restless rhythm. And then there was Alexander.Alexander had been Damian’s right-hand man for years. Trusted. Loyal. A steady presence in the storm. But even I could tell something was off.It started small. A few missed meetings. Damian mentioned how Alexander had been unreachable one morning when a key investor called unexpectedly. Then, there were the documents—contracts that were supposed to be signed and ready but somehow ended up lost or misplaced. Damian found one of them days later, shoved into the back of a filing cabinet.At first, he brushed it off."He’s tired," Damian told me one night, rubbing his temples. "We’re all tired. Isabel’s playing games, and we’re scramb
A Love Forged In Ruins History repeats itself
Damian’s povThe rain tapped softly against the tall windows of the penthouse, a steady rhythm that did nothing to quiet the storm inside me. Each droplet streaked down the glass like time slipping through our fingers. The skyline was washed in steel gray, and the city, for once, felt silent. Uncertain.Layla sat on the edge of the couch, her posture tense, her fingers trembling as she flipped through a report she’d already read twice. She was trying to stay composed, but I knew her tells. The flick of her thumb over the corner of the paper, the way her foot bounced subtly against the rug—she was scared. So was I.I paced the room, trying to stay focused, but my thoughts were a maze of betrayal, suspicion, and growing certainty. My eyes fell on the digital dashboard we’d set up to track the recent sabotage. Another red flag blinked to life on the screen—another deal falling apart, another client pulling away. Coincidence? No. This wasn’t random anymore.I stopped pacing.“I knew it,”
A Love Forged In Ruins Peace is a fragile thing
Layla's pov A few weeks later I thought peace would feel louder.Instead, it came in soft silences, in the way Damian and I sat across from each other at the breakfast table, sipping coffee without tension thick in the air. The heavy things—betrayals, lies, grief—they had started to settle. There was still pain, yes, but it didn’t suffocate me anymore."You slept through the night," Damian said gently, breaking the quiet.I smiled over my mug. "For once. You?"He nodded. "Mostly. I kept checking if you were still there. Just… wanted to make sure."That vulnerability in his voice made my heart twist. The man who once lived in secrets was now trying to live in truth. With me.We had come a long way—from shouting in boardrooms, to standing over Celeste’s grave, to finally… this. The world hadn’t gone quiet, but we had found a quiet moment within it.But peace never lasted long.The first sign came with a headline.Damian was reading something on his phone when his jaw tightened. I noti
A Love Forged In Ruins Fraud in the family
Third person pov Angelina woke up to the sound of voices. Loud, unfamiliar voices. At first, she thought she was dreaming. But as her eyes slowly blinked open and the blur of sleep left her eyes, she saw them.Two police officers stood in her living room.Her heart dropped.“What… what is this?” she whispered, sitting up in her bed. Her hands trembled as she reached for the robe at the foot of the bed, slipping it on as quickly as she could.She stepped out of the room, her bare feet cold against the marble floor. The house was quiet except for the murmurs coming from the living room. But there was tension in the air—a thick, invisible weight pressing against her chest. Her breath became shallow.Then she saw him.Vincent.Standing in the middle of the room, arms folded tightly over his chest. His jaw clenched, his face pale, but his eyes—his eyes were burning.“Vincent?” Her voice came out hoarse, almost broken.He didn’t respond immediately. He looked at her the way a stranger woul
A Love Forged In Ruins Forgiving myself
Layla's pov The day of Mark's judgement was finally here. The court would finally convict him of his crime. The courtroom was cold.Not just from the aggressive air conditioning that seeped through the vents, but from the stillness—the kind that made your skin prickle and your heartbeat echo. The kind that wrapped around your ribs and squeezed.I sat in the front row, my hands clutched tightly in my lap, fingers twisting together until the skin went white. My legs were tense, knees pressed so close they ached. I was still. Too still. But my heart was anything but calm. It thundered like it was trying to claw its way out of my chest.Damian sat beside me, a statue carved from stone. His hand hovered near mine, but he didn’t touch me. He knew I wouldn’t want that right now. He understood silence. Stillness. The kind that comes when everything you once believed begins to rot from the inside out.The courtroom was packed. Reporters. Strangers. People hungry for the fall of the rich and
A Love Forged In Ruins Collateral damage
Layla's pov I never thought my heart could beat this fast.Damian was only ten steps away from the building when I heard it—screaming. Not angry yelling. Not the kind of heated words you can wave off. This was chaos.My heels clicked against the pavement as I rushed toward the crowd that had formed outside where Damian had gone to give Celeste her bangle. People gathered in a messy circle, phones in hand, faces wide with fear and curiosity.And then I saw her.“Celeste!” I screamed.People ran in every direction. Chaos exploded around us. Screaming. Shouting. Phones dropped. Bags forgotten.I dropped to my knees beside her, hands shaking, my heart in my throat.Blood pooled beneath her. Her eyes were wide open, lips trembling.“No no no no,” I whispered. “You’re okay. Stay with me. Celeste, stay with me!”She blinked slowly, tears sliding down her temples.“I didn’t mean to,” she whispered, voice so faint I could barely hear it. “I didn’t want it to end like this.”“Help!” I screamed
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