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CHAPTER 7: THE SCENT OF A LIE
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BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 14: THE VAULT BREACHED
~MAYA~I froze on the edge of the mattress, my fingers digging so hard into the plush silk of the robe that my nails threatened to tear the fabric."Mom," the word scraped past my throat.Evelyn Lin didn't look at me with the relief of a mother who had just found her pregnant daughter. She stepped away from the door, her eyes darting frantically around the suite before focusing on Julian’s executive desk. "Shut your mouth and stand up," Evelyn hissed, her voice sharp and desperate that instantly brought back the memory of her slap. She walked toward me aggressively, gripping her medical clipboard like a weapon. "Do you have any idea how much money I had to pay Julian's security transit guard just to swap into this uniform? We have less than five minutes before the main monitoring station notices the biometric delay.""You... you sold me," I choked out, my voice trembling as I stood up, instinctively placing both hands over my stomach to shield my baby. "Julian told me. Three months
BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 13: THE IRON SIGNATURE
~MAYA~ The rhythmic electronic purr of the private lift opening in the foyer sounded like a death knell. My heart hammered violently against my ribs as I looked from the glowing security monitor back to the executive desk. The 0404-GALA folder lay wide open. Panic flooded my system. I scrambled forward, my hands shaking so violently I could barely grab the papers. I quickly slammed everything to place. The automatic lock on the bedroom door hissed open. Julian stepped into the room. The aura he had carried in the underground garage still clung to his broad frame like a shadow. He stopped in the threshold, his dark eyes instantly locking onto mine. "You're out of bed," he murmured, his deep voice carrying a gravelly vibration that made the hairs on my arms stand up. "I... I heard the commotion on the security feed," I lied, my voice cracking slightly as I stepped away from the desk, trying to position my body naturally in the center of the room. I tucked my trembling han
BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 12: THE PHANTOM OF PARIS
~MAYA~ The mahogany door clicked shut, the automatic digital locks engaging with a terrifyingly solid clunk. I was alone again. Prey. That was what Ayra had called me. A target secured before the contract was even signed. I scrambled off the bed, my feet padding softly across the cold marble floor. I couldn't just sit here like a helpless doll. I needed to know exactly what Julian was hiding in this room. My eyes scanned the charcoal-tinted space, landing on the sleek black executive desk tucked into the corner near the smart-glass windows. I rushed toward it, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. The desk was minimalist—a single silver laptop, a leather blotter, and a locked drawer on the right side. I yanked on the handle of the drawer. It didn't budge. It required a biometric thumbprint scan. "Think, Maya, think," I muttered to myself, my eyes darting across the tabletop. My gaze fell on a heavy, crystal whiskey decanter sitting on a silver tray. Beside it lay a
BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 11: THE WAR PAINT
~MAYA~ The words echoed in the silence of the bedroom, heavy and suffocating.~ I always secure my target before the contract is even signed.~I pulled back from Julian’s touch, my bare feet stumbling against the plush carpet. The warm, protective shield he had wrapped around me at the hospital crumbled into dust. He hadn't found me by a stroke of beautiful, fated luck. He had hunted me. He had orchestrated the chaos of that charity gala just to trap me in Room 404."You monster," I whispered, my voice shaking as I backed away until the edge of the mattress hit the back of my knees. "You knew who I was that night. You knew I wasn't Ayra. You let me believe it was an accident. You let me carry this child thinking...""Thinking what?" Julian interrupted, his voice a low, commanding rumble as he stalked toward me, his long strides cutting down the distance between us in seconds. He didn't look angry; he looked entirely unyielding, like a predator cornering a bird that had forgotten ho
BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 10: THE VERDICT
~MAYA~ The luxury penthouse suite felt like a gilded cage built by a madman. The pulsing red emergency lights from the night before had been deactivated, replaced by the clinical midday sun pouring through the floor-to-ceiling smart-glass. Two hours ago, Julian’s private medical transport had brought me back from Saint Jude’s Hospital under a shroud of secrecy. My body still felt aching with the residual terror of the threatened miscarriage, but the heavy silver tracking shackle was gone from my ankle, just as Julian had promised. Instead, he had locked me in his master bedroom. I stood in the center of the sprawling, charcoal-and-marble suite, wearing a soft, oversized silk robe that smelled faintly of his expensive cedarwood cologne. My fingers trembled as I traced the edge of the massive king-sized bed. This is where he sleeps. This is where he rules. The heavy mahogany door clicked open with a quiet, authoritative hiss. Julian stepped into the room. He had discarded his suit
BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS CHAPTER 9: THE CRIMSON LEDGER
~MAYA~ "Room 404..." The words left my lips as a breathless whisper; the sudden realization hit me. The hands that had pinned my wrists to the headboard in the dark. The deep groans had vibrated against my collarbone as the storm raged outside the resort windows. It hadn't been a nameless business partner my mother sold me to. It hadn't been a faceless stranger as I assumed. It had always been Julian. "You..." I choked out, my hands automatically lifting to press against his solid chest, to keep myself from drowning in the shock of it. "You knew. You knew it was me the entire time. When I walked down that aisle... when you forced that ring onto my finger..." "I knew the exact second my fingers wrapped around your wrist at the altar," Julian murmured. His massive frame remained leaning over my hospital bed. "Your scent, the texture of your skin, the way your heart hammers like a trapped bird when I touch you... I spent three months hunting for the woman who vanished from my bed
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