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“Rules, Rings, and Ruin”

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Silvia’s POV

He stepped around the desk, and I tensed as he got closer. His cologne hit me first—spice, citrus, and sin.

“I didn’t plan this,” he said softly, voice like thunder under velvet. “But maybe it’s the opening I needed.”

I blinked. “What the hell does that mean?”

He stared at me for a beat too long.

Then said, “My father wants me to marry Anielle Handall.”

I froze.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Anielle Song,” he repeated. “Only daughter of Harold Handall. Their family owns over half of West Manhattan’s waterfront development. My father thinks uniting us will create a real estate empire worthy of legacy.”

My head spun. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I don’t want it,” he said flatly. “Not the empire. Not her. Not the pressure to carry Damon Riego’s golden crown when all I want is to live outside his shadow.”

He moved toward the glass wall behind him, hands in his pockets. “Deva was my rebellion. I built it from scratch with Justin. I love this company. But my father sees it as
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