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CHAPTER 11
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Genevieve’s POVThe man across the ballroom caught my eye — tall, poised, with a faint burn along his temple. I couldn’t stop looking at him.There was something about the way he carried himself — the deliberate stillness, the quiet arrogance beneath the tailored suit.Very familiar.My stomach tightened.No. Impossible.I leaned slightly forward in my chair, pretending to reach for my glass of wine while my gaze stayed fixed on him through the rim. He was speaking to another man — broader shoulders, clean-cut, alert — but it was the first one who unsettled me.He looked like him.For one absurd second, my breath caught.It’s really Damien. He’d followed me here. But Nico had called barely two hours ago. He’d told me Damien’s car had exploded outside Avignon. That the man was lucky to still be breathing.“He’s alive,” Nico had said, “but barely. She’ll suffer watching him fade.”So no — it couldn’t be him. Not standing there, unscathed, in a black suit under Parisian chandeliers.Sti
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Damien’s POVParis shimmered ahead of us — a city that could make sin look like art.We drove past the glittering façades of the Rue de Rivoli until the Hôtel du Louvre loomed into view, its grand ballroom blazing with light and laughter.Jake adjusted his tie, glancing at me. “You sure about this?”“I didn’t come this far to sit it out.”My ribs still ached from the blast, and my left arm was wrapped tight under my sleeve. The explosion had left a few burns and bruises, but the doctor’s injection kept the pain dull enough to move. What mattered was that Genevieve thought I was lying half-dead somewhere in the south of France.Good. Let her think that.Tonight, I wasn’t Damien Vaughn.I was Daniel Verne, a discreet investor representing Blackwell Holdings, one of the Aurora Foundation’s newest “international partners.” Jake was my associate, Mr. Hayes. The IDs, the invitations, the digital records — all forged within hours by the same network that had pulled me from the wreckage.“Kee
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Nico’s POVThe flicker of the television painted the living room in shades of orange and blue — smoke, fire, twisted metal. A looping clip of Damien Vaughn’s car reduced to ash.I swirled the whiskey in my glass, watching the amber light catch the edges. Perfect symmetry, I thought. A neat end to a messy problem.“It’s done,” I muttered, almost to myself. “The hired man handled it perfectly.”Soline didn’t share my satisfaction. She was pacing near the window, her bare feet whispering against the wooden floor. Every few seconds, her eyes darted to the TV as if the story might suddenly change.“Handled?” she said sharply. “They said he’s still alive.”I leaned back, taking another sip, savoring the burn. “Barely,” I said. Then a smirk crept across my lips. “Well, Genevieve wants to keep him alive so he and Celeste can suffer longer.”I said it casually — like we were discussing the weather. There was even a chuckle buried in my throat.Soline stopped pacing. The look she gave me made m
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Celeste’s POVFor a moment, everything inside me stopped.Then it all came crashing back — a rush of disbelief and nausea that made the world tilt on its axis.I pressed my hands to my mouth, shaking my head. “No. No, that can’t be—”Michael caught me before my knees gave out. “Hey, hey. Breathe, Celeste. We don’t know the full details yet.”“But his car—” The words splintered in my throat. “You said it exploded.”He hesitated, jaw tight. “That’s what the report said. But there’s been no confirmation if—if he made it out.”Harper appeared behind him, wide-eyed and pale. “Oh my God, Celeste.” She hurried over and helped Michael guide me to the couch. I didn’t even remember walking.I sank down, every muscle trembling. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. The words explosion and car kept echoing in my head, refusing to make sense.It couldn’t be real. Not Damien. Not him.He had just been here — standing right in front of me, stubborn as always, determined to protect me even when I didn
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Celeste’s POVI sat on the edge of Auntie Eleanor’s bed, smoothing the blanket between my fingers. The lamplight cast a soft gold over the room, touching her silver hair and the small smile that rarely left her face, even when worry lived behind it.“I still can’t believe Alain’s involved in any of this,” she murmured, shaking her head slowly. “He’s such a fine young man. Kind. A good nurse, too.”I forced a faint smile. “He seems to be.”She reached for my hand, her grip surprisingly firm. “And I can see how he cares for you, Celeste. Don’t let one rumor make you doubt that.”I sighed, my gaze drifting to the window where the curtains fluttered with the night breeze. “It’s not just a rumor anymore, Auntie. There are pictures. Evidence.”Eleanor’s brow furrowed. “Even so… people can be misunderstood. I know what I saw in his eyes when he looked at you.”That made my chest tighten. “I don’t know what to believe anymore,” I said quietly. “It’s hard to trust anyone these days.”Auntie El
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Damien’s POVThe road to the Lancaster estate shimmered faintly under the morning sun, the wet gravel catching light like glass. Provence was quiet this early — deceptively peaceful, the kind of stillness that made you forget how fast things could burn.I shouldn’t have come.But I couldn’t leave for Paris without seeing her. Not knowing what tomorrow might bring.The guards at the gate already recognized me. They didn’t ask questions, only nodded me through. And there she was — Celeste.She stood by the balustrade in a white blouse and soft gray trousers, sunlight brushing her hair into gold. Calm. Composed. Every inch the woman who had learned to build her own armor.When she turned and saw me, her brows rose, but she didn’t look startled. “You’re persistent,” she said, her voice cool, steady. “I thought I made it clear you should stop showing up unannounced.”“I know.” I took a slow breath. “But I’m leaving for Paris. I needed to tell you in person.”Her lips pressed together. “To
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