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After He Took It All A Calculated Distraction
Brielle's POVI saw the question in Axel’s eyes, and it was a look that scared me more than any corporate maneuver. It wasn't the cold, possessive gaze of the man who put the tracker in my hair. It was raw, unadulterated protective fury, aimed at someone who wasn't him.He saw the bruise, and his entire focus had shifted from my corporate fight to my physical safety.And I knew I couldn't tell him the truth.The truth was, the bruise was from the Vandenberg operative, Günther Hess, the man who tried to deliver the note. He caught me by the arm just as I screamed at the entrance to that alley. It was a quick, vicious squeeze designed to silence me before he realized his mistake. It was a momentary burst of violence, but it was enough to leave that ugly mark.If I told Axel that the Vandenbergs—his family's mortal rivals—had physically attacked me, he wouldn't stop to fight the proxy war or chase the chip. He would turn the full, lethal force of the Ferdinez empire on the Vandenbergs. T
After He Took It All The Necessary Lie
Axel's POVThe noise of the gala evaporated the moment the heavy door of the secured suite clicked shut behind us. It wasn't just a door; it was a barrier. It separated the blinding, theatrical lie we had just sold from the raw, dangerous truth we now faced.I shoved my hands through my hair, the gesture ragged and desperate. My composure, the perfect, unyielding shield I maintained in public, shattered instantly. The remnants of that forced kiss still lingered on my mouth, a metallic, confusing heat that was completely inappropriate.Brielle turned her back to me instantly, walking toward the small dressing area of the suite. She didn't look at me, didn't acknowledge the tension filling the room. She was already working on the zipper of that ridiculous designer gown, treating the entire performance like a costume she needed to shed.“Don’t you ever manipulate me like that again!” I said, my voice low and fierce. The banked-down rage finally escaped. “That kiss—that performance—you or
After He Took It All Back To The Fire
Brielle's POVTwo weeks. Two weeks of being a ghost. I’d spent that time on a tiny, secure island in the Azores. It was the perfect place to hide, provided you have a satellite phone and a massive red binder full of corporate secrets.I had filed the final motions against the French politician remotely, and then I waited. I let the world think I was gone, that I had failed or succumbed to fear. It was the only way to lure Linda out.But the moment I saw the encrypted flash from Richter—a single, urgent code word about the Marriage Mandate being invoked—I knew I had to come back. I had to face the fire.The Mandate would have legally gutted me, stripped me of my name and my legal standing to fight for the Julliard assets. I had to preempt the public shame and the legal death sentence.The plane ride back was short and brutally efficient. I got down onto the tarmac at the private hanger, feeling the humid air of the city hit me.I was wearing a new skin now—the cold, calculating armor R
After He Took It All The Missing Ghost
Axel's POVI felt the rage rising in my throat, hot and choking. I grabbed the front of Victor's shirt, my knuckles white, pulling him in close across the mahogany desk. The expensive wood suddenly felt too flimsy for the violence in the room."The hell do you mean she's just disappeared?" I snarled, my voice raw, barely controlled. "Where were you? You had her secured! Richter's residence is a fortress!"Victor, to his credit, didn't flinch. He just held my gaze, utterly professional and defeated. "Sir, she didn't breach the perimeter. She walked out the front door two weeks ago."She was dressed normally, carrying a single bag, after a scheduled document transfer. She spoke to the guard, provided a release code, and left. She was listed as a 'temporarily withdrawn client' by Richter's office 30 minutes later. It was completely procedural. She left the fortress legally.I let go of his shirt, stepping back slowly, running my hands through my hair in pure, agonizing frustration. Two w
After He Took It All The True Architect
Brielle's POVThe destruction was complete. It was filed, sealed, and already hitting the German papers. The Leda Foundation, that tiny, sentimental piece of my mother's memory, was publicly designated as fiscally insolvent due to the need to settle Julliard debts. The money was negligible, but the message was a cannonball. We had targeted the last piece of good left in my father's world, and we had burned it to the ground. God help me.I was sitting in Richter's office, watching the final digital signature appear on the dissolution forms. My fingers felt cold and strangely light. It was as if they had just committed a major physical exertion.Richter glanced at the screen, then at me. His own career was saved by the chaos of the Steinmetz counter-smear—my ugly, brutal strategy. He was still fighting the ethics review, but the urgency was gone. I had bought him the time and the leverage he needed.“You have the heart for this, Ms. Julliard,” he murmured, the dark compliment landing he
After He Took It All The Digital Assassin
Sheila's POVThe air in my lab—which is really just a private, soundproofed room behind a false wall—smelled like ozone and expensive coffee. I was surrounded by screens, the only light source in the room, and I was exactly where I belonged: deep inside the digital guts of the man who thought he was smarter than everyone else. Axel Ferdinez, the stupid git.Jason’s pathetic little chip was plugged into my custom rig. It was military-grade hardware, all right, encrypted with a bespoke Julliard algorithm, the kind of heavy security the idiot Henri Julliard would have paid millions for. But Julliard was old world, and he relied on passwords. I prefer backdoors.I was flying through the core encryption, my fingers moving over the keyboard like I was playing a complex sonata. The excitement was a hot, electric wire running through my veins. This wasn’t just about the money Jason promised; this was about the satisfaction.I found it first: the unpatched backdoor.It wasn't in the Julliard n
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