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Chapter Forty-Seven: Another Bride
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After Midnight With Him Chapter Sixty-Two: Board Ultimatum
Damien’s POVThe boardroom doors closed with a heavy click at 9:00 a.m. sharp.Twelve faces sat around the long table. Laptops open. Folders aligned. Gerald Lang, the chair, did not waste time on greetings. He slid a single-page memo down the polished surface toward me.“Seventy-two hours,” he said. “That is the board’s decision.”I remained standing at the head of the table. “Clarify.”Gerald steepled his fingers. “Resolve the Voss engagement issue within seventy-two hours or the board will move to protect shareholder value. That includes exploring interim leadership and possible share dilution to cover the projected penalty exposure. We will not absorb a forty-percent hit because of personal reluctance.”A murmur of agreement moved around the table. One member tapped a pen against a legal pad. Another stared at the memo as if the numbers might change.I picked up the page. The language was clean and final. Deadline. Consequences. No room for further debate taking the agreement to co
After Midnight With Him Chapter Sixty-One: Space and Silence
Sophia’s POVThe days settled into a quiet rhythm that felt both protective and hollow.I woke each morning before the twins, sat on the edge of the guest bed, and waited for the mild wave of nausea to pass. It came like clockwork now—low, persistent, manageable if I moved slowly. I sipped water from the glass on the nightstand, took three careful breaths, and stood only when the room stopped tilting. Then I showered, dressed in soft clothes, and went downstairs before anyone else stirred.Eleanor’s kitchen stayed dim in the early light. I started the coffee for her, set out two bowls for the boys, and ate a piece of dry toast standing at the counter. The toast helped. Most mornings it stayed down.When the twins thundered downstairs, I became the buffer. I poured cereal, wiped spills, found missing shoes, and listened to overlapping stories about dinosaurs and school. Eleanor moved around us with quiet efficiency, packing lunches and checking backpacks. She watched me sometimes—when
After Midnight With Him Chapter Sixty: Isabella’s Move
Damien’s POVThe charity gala was already in full swing when I arrived.Crystal lights. Black-tie crowd. Cameras clustered near the entrance of the hotel ballroom. I stepped out of the car alone, adjusted my cuff links, and walked the short red carpet with my head down. Flashes still popped. I ignored them and kept moving.Inside, the ballroom hummed with conversation and the low thrum of a string quartet. I headed straight for the bar, ordered a whiskey neat, and turned—only to find Isabella already there.She wore black this time. Floor-length. Diamonds at her throat. She closed the distance before I could step away and slid her hand through the crook of my arm like it belonged there.“Smile,” she said under her breath. “Three photographers just turned this way.”I kept my face neutral. “Take your hand off me.”She didn’t. Instead she angled us toward the nearest cluster of cameras and raised her champagne glass in a practiced toast. Flashes fired. Someone called my name. Isabella l
After Midnight With Him Chapter Fifty-Nine: The First Crack
Sophia’s POVThe grocery store smelled like floor wax and ripe bananas.I pushed the cart with one hand and held the list Eleanor had scribbled in the other. Milk. Bread. The twins’ favorite cereal. Apples. I moved through the aisles on autopilot, dropping items in without lingering.Near the magazine rack at the front, a small digital screen mounted above the checkout lane played a silent news loop. I almost walked past it.Then Damien’s face filled the screen.Not alone.Isabella Voss stood beside him in a still photo—red dress, hand resting lightly on his arm, both of them caught mid-step outside a glass building. The headline crawled underneath in white text:Blackwood Heir and Voss Heiress — Engagement Rumors Heat UpMy fingers tightened on the cart handle. The image switched to a short clip of Isabella speaking to a reporter, smiling, while Damien stood half a step behind her, jaw tight.The nausea hit without warning.Hot. Sharp. Rising fast.I abandoned the cart between two ch
After Midnight With Him Chapter Fifty-Eight: Legal War
Damien’s POVI walked into the conference room on the twenty-second floor at 8:03 a.m. with the cream envelope still in my jacket pocket.Three lawyers already sat at the long table. Laptops open. Files stacked. The firm’s senior partner, Marcus Hale, stood when I entered. He didn’t smile.“Sit down, Damien.”I stayed standing.Marcus slid a thick folder across the table. “We verified the signatures overnight. Your father’s is genuine. The Voss family counsel confirmed their copy matches. The agreement is binding under the original terms.”I opened the folder. Pages flipped under my fingers. Dates. Clauses. Penalty structure highlighted in yellow.“Forty percent of current valuation if the marriage doesn’t happen within ninety days,” Marcus said. “That’s the number. No easy exit. Mutual consent required to cancel, and Isabella Voss has already stated in writing she will not consent.”I closed the folder hard.“Find a way out.”“We’re looking. Undue influence, lack of disclosure to the
After Midnight With Him Chapter Fifty-Seven: Eleanor’s House
Sophia’s POVI woke to small feet thumping down the hallway.The guest-room door creaked open. Milo’s head poked in first, blond hair sticking up. Wyatt followed, holding a plastic dinosaur by the tail.“Aunt Sophia, you’re still here.”I sat up slowly. The room tilted once, then settled. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the floor before the dizziness could win.“I’m still here.”They climbed onto the bed without waiting for an invitation. Milo crawled into my lap. Wyatt bounced on his knees and held the dinosaur up to my face.“Roar for him.”I made a weak roar. Both boys laughed. The sound settled something tight in my chest.Eleanor’s voice floated up the stairs. “Pancakes in five. Hands washed. Both of you.”The twins scrambled off the bed and raced out. I followed more carefully, one hand on the wall until the mild wave of nausea passed. Downstairs the kitchen smelled like butter and batter. Eleanor stood at the stove in an old hoodie, flipping panc
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