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CHAPTER 137
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Damien’s POVShe stopped just short of the balcony door.My question hung in the air between us like smoke. Have you really let go of me?For a moment, I thought she’d walk away without a word. But then, slowly, she turned.The light from inside cast a faint glow across her face, outlining the curve of her jaw, the hesitation in her eyes.She looked at me—not like she was angry. Not like she pitied me.Just… conflicted. And maybe tired. Then, without a single word, she turned again and went inside. The door slid shut behind her with a soft click.She hadn’t said yes. But she hadn’t said no either.But for some reason, I could feel a glimmer of hope inside me. I stayed on the balcony long after she was gone, staring into the dark city below, holding onto that silence like it might carry me through the night.When I woke the next morning, it was too soft light filtering through the guest room curtains and the faint scent of something warm and buttery drifting in from the kitchen.For
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Damien’s POVI thought maybe we’d eat dinner together.That she’d sit across from me at the small kitchen table, maybe say something soft or unexpected. Maybe we’d talk. Laugh a little. Maybe there’d be a moment—just one—that didn’t feel so tightly wound.But instead, she handed me a plate of pasta, said, “I have things to do,” and disappeared down the hall.No eye contact. No pause. Just that neutral, composed tone she’d mastered to a blade’s edge.So I ate alone, listening to the quiet hum of her apartment and the occasional sound of cabinet doors opening and closing in the other room. I barely tasted the food, though it was good—of course it was good. Everything Celeste did, even when half-hearted, had a kind of effortless grace.Well... at least she’d made something for me.She hadn’t been cruel. Just distant. Polite. Efficient. The kind of cold that didn’t freeze you all at once—it let you feel the warmth leaving slowly, moment by moment.She finally emerged after I’d rinsed my p
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 137
Damien’s POVI held my breath.For someone who’d been stabbed in the chest—someone who still felt every breath like a blade dragging across his ribs—this was the moment that really made my heart stop.Maybe I was pushing too far. Maybe she’d see right through me. Maybe she’d storm out again—this time for good.Celeste just stood there, staring at me like I’d grown another head. Her arms were crossed, her posture stiff.She didn’t speak. Not immediately. And that silence felt like standing at the edge of a cliff, waiting to find out whether I’d fall or be pulled back.I forced myself not to reach for her again. I’d already played that card. The “weak and wounded” angle. Was I actually in pain? Absolutely. The stab wound still burned every time I moved, and I could feel the strain beneath my bandages with every breath.But was I also using it to buy time—to stay near her, to stay involved?Yes. And she knew it.She exhaled through her nose, like she was weighing all the worst options an
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 136
Celeste’s POVDamien gave a subtle nod, and without a word, his suited subordinate stepped forward.Leighton looked at me, panicked. I gave her a slight nod, trying to be reassuring—even though my own nerves were rattling. She hesitated, then followed the man out of the office, wiping her face as she went.The door clicked shut behind them.The silence that followed felt loud. Too loud.I turned back to Damien—only to find him watching me.Just watching.Something about the way he stood there—half in shadow, half upright on sheer will—made my stomach twist. There was no boardroom voice, no quick sarcasm, no mask. Just... tension. A coiled weight in the room I didn’t know how to shake.I took a step back instinctively. And that’s when he spoke.“I’ll help you,” he said, calm and deliberate. “I’ll talk to Darrow, work with the mafia, and use my connections. I’ll make sure Leighton never hears from the Black Reapers again.”I narrowed my eyes, unsure where this was going. “Okay...?”“But
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Celeste’s POVHis eyes locked on mine—cold, unreadable, like everything I’d said meant nothing. Like he didn’t care at all about this situation. Then he spoke, low and sharp. “What’s our relationship again, Celeste?”The question hit me like a slap.Before I could respond, he took a slow step forward, his posture stiff but his voice growing colder by the second.“Didn’t you make it clear you didn’t want me interfering in your life or your concerns?” he asked. “Didn’t you storm out of that hospital room as if I was the enemy?”Another step. “So why are you coming to me now?”My mouth opened, then shut again. Big ouch. I felt like I was burning from the inside out.“I came here because someone is in danger,” I hissed. “Because this isn’t about me or you. This is about doing the right thing. And because I want to help my best friend Harper whose company has been dragged into this mess… And this is about using the power you clearly have to stop someone from being used and destroyed.”Hi
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 134
Celeste’s POVI stared at my phone like it might magically tell me where he’d gone. The nurse’s words echoed in my head—He’s been discharged.Discharged? Already?He’d barely been able to stand up and walk yesterday without wincing. His injuries weren’t minor, and now he was… what, walking around like nothing happened?Unbelievable.I hit redial. Straight to voicemail. Again. I called a third time, pacing in the hallway outside the salon, my heart pounding like I was the one with fractured ribs.On the fourth try, the line finally clicked.“Celeste.”His voice was slightly hoarse, like he hadn’t spoken in hours—or had been speaking too much.“Are you insane?” I snapped before I could stop myself. “You just got discharged, Damien. You shouldn’t even be standing, let alone—what, leaving the hospital and disappearing without a word?”He sighed. “I didn’t disappear. I went where I needed to be.”I gripped the phone tighter. “Which is…?”“I’m back at the office.”I stopped in my tracks. “Y
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