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Chapter 61

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Isabella

The morning arrived without ceremony.

No dread. No racing heart. Just clarity.

I woke before my alarm, the city still half-asleep beyond the windows. For a moment, I lay there, staring at the ceiling, grounding myself in the quiet. This wasn’t the kind of day that allowed emotion to lead. It demanded precision.

I moved through my routine deliberately.

Shower. Skincare. Hair.

Each step felt like armor being put on piece by piece.

I chose my outfit carefully.

Not for beauty—for impact.

The suit was tailored to perfection: deep charcoal, sharp lines, structured shoulders. Powerful without being loud. Underneath, a silk blouse in muted ivory, buttoned high enough to be professional, soft enough to disarm. My heels were black, pointed, not too high—designed for dominance, not display.

No jewelry except a single watch on my wrist. Clean. Expensive. Quietly threatening.

I studied myself in the mirror when I was done.

This woman did not look like someone who could be dismissed.

She
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