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Damian pov
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2026-09-27 22:54:17
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he mistreated me I married his rival chapter 90
Chapter 90Elena’s POVThe heavy metal barrel of the gold-plated pen felt cold between my fingers. Across the polished walnut table, Damian’s smug, arrogant smile froze for a fraction of a second as he watched me lift the pen without pulling the contract toward my signature line.Chloe shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her emerald blazer rustling against the leather armrest. Her sharp eyes darted from my face down to the pen, a sudden flicker of unease cutting through her calculated composure."What are you doing, Elena?" Chloe asked, her voice dropping into a sharp, defensive edge. "Sign the paper. The distribution transfer is already logged, and your partner has legally checked out. There is no counter-play left."I didn't answer her right away. I slowly rotated the pen between my fingers, letting the silence in the private dining room stretch until it became suffocating. Every second of quiet was a deliberate weight designed to strip away their false sense of security."You
he mistreated me I married his rival chapter 89
Chapter 89Elena’s POVThe air inside the private dining room of the exclusive Midtown establishment was heavy with the rich scent of mahogany, imported leather, and the lingering residue of expensive vintage wine. It was a neutral battleground chosen deliberately for its isolation, a high-end enclosure where corporate scavengers liked to divide the spoils before the blood had even stopped drying.I sat alone at the center of the polished walnut table, my hands resting flat against the cool wood. Across from me, two empty settings waited like silent sentinels.The silence in the room wasn't peaceful; it hummed with a heavy, suffocating weight that carried me backward. I didn't need to close my eyes to feel the phantom ghost of a hand tightening around my wrist, the sharp, bruising grip of a man who believed ownership meant total erasure. I had spent years clawing my way out of the wreckage of that marriage, surviving a nightmare of psychological confinement and physical intimidati
he mistreated me I married his rival Elena pov
Chapter 88Elena’s POVThe words hung in the air between us, sharp and final. Pack your bags, because when you come back to the penthouse tonight, the locks will already be changed.For a second, nobody moved. The quiet hum of the luxury hotel lounge seemed to dial down, leaving only the sound of ice melting in a crystal glass across the room. Vanessa sat frozen against the leather bench, her professional composure finally fracturing as the mention of an emergency legal injunction registered in her eyes.Carter didn't flinch. Instead, a dark, heavy shadow fell across his face. The panicked, defensive look he had worn all morning vanished, replaced by something cold and entirely unreadable.He slowly lowered his hand, the one he had reached out to stop me, and let it rest flat against the mahogany table."The locks," Carter repeated quietly, his voice dangerously low. A dry, humorless laugh escaped his lips. "You’re going to change the locks on my home?"I blinked, the absolute
he mistreated me I married his rival chapter 87
Chapter 87Elena’s POVThe air inside the grand hotel lobby was cool, scented with expensive white tea and polished marble, but the chill cutting through my chest had nothing to do with the air conditioning.I didn't take the elevator. I walked straight across the expansive ground floor, my heels clicking sharply against the polished stone tiles, my eyes scanning the high-end lounge tucked just past the concierge desk. The space was half-empty this time of day, filled with low-slung velvet chairs, dark mahogany tables, and secluded private booths separated by frosted glass panels.It didn't take long to find them.In a corner booth near the back, half-hidden by a decorative pillar, sat Carter. Across from him, leaning in close with her elbows propped casually on the table, was Vanessa. She wore her immaculate cream trench coat draped over the back of the seat, her dark hair catching the warm glow of the brass wall sconces.I stopped dead in my tracks a dozen feet away, the breat
he mistreated me I married his rival chapter 86
Chapter 86Damian’s POVThe leather upholstery of the private booth in the Midtown lounge absorbed the low murmur of the jazz playing through the ceiling speakers, but it didn't do a damn thing to soak up the tension sitting across from me.I set my glass of scotch down on the mahogany table, the amber liquid sloshing against the crystal rim. Across the table, Chloe adjusted the sleeves of her tailored blazer, her eyes fixed on the entrance of the lobby."She's late," Chloe said, her voice dropping into a dry, flat register. "If Vanessa doesn't secure Carter’s digital signature on the secondary authorization forms before the label's legal team triggers a full system audit, our window on the winter rollout closes by noon.""Relax," I said, leaning back into the cushions and crossing my legs. "Vanessa doesn't miss. She spent ten years building a reputation for cleaning up corporate messes in Chicago before I brought her onto this payroll. Getting a distracted, guilt-ridden executiv
he mistreated me I married his rival chapter 85
Chapter 85Elena’s POVThe silence that followed stretched out across the hallway, heavy and suffocating. Carter didn't pull out his phone. He didn't offer a compromise, a password, or a soothing word to bridge the gap. He simply stood there, his hands still dropped to his sides, staring at me as if the woman standing in front of him had suddenly turned into a stranger."I'm going to the office," Carter said, his voice flat, drained of every ounce of warmth or inflection. He didn't wait for me to answer. He turned on his heel, walked past me down the corridor toward the guest study, and shut the door behind him with a quiet, final click.I didn't follow him. I stood frozen in the center of the hallway for a long time, listening to the muffled sounds of movement coming from behind the closed guest room door—the zip of a duffel bag, the heavy thud of shoes hitting the floor, the rustle of clothes being pulled from hangers.He was leaving. Not because he had an urgent meeting at the
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