INICIAR SESIÓNMy father’s death was ruled a suicide, but I knew it was murder. The last word he left behind was a name: Volkov. So I buried the girl I once was, built a new identity, and walked straight into the world of the man I believed had taken him from me. Damian Volkov was everything one should fear—cold, brilliant, untouchable. Yet the longer I stayed, the more I saw the fractures beneath his control. Behind his silence lived a sorrow that mirrored mine. I sought vengeance, but somewhere between hate and obsession, I fell for the man I swore to ruin. Now I stand between the monster who ruined me and the only man I have ever truly loved. Until a truth I never thought possible tore through every reason I had to hate him: He is my stepbrother, born from a one-night stand my father could neither bury nor escape.
Ver másCHAPTER 12 : AuroraDamian didn’t move at first. He just stared at me, jaw set, eyes sharp in a way that didn’t match the between us. The office felt too small. “What exactly did Elias say?” Damian asked.He said almost snapping.I forced my breathing to steady. “He said there was an investigation before I even joined Seraphim. One connected to… my father.”Damian’s expression didn’t change. But something in the room did.A pressure. A shift.He took one step closer. “He’s lying.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”The confidence in his voice was too calm. I didn’t move away, but I didn’t step closer either.“Damian, someone used my credentials to break into your secure files. Someone who knew I’d be the perfect scapegoat.”“I know. And I’m handling it.”“How?” I pushed. “By telling your board I’m innocent? By ignoring every red flag because it’s convenient?”His jaw clenched hard. “I’m not ignoring anything.”“Then why didn’t you tell me about a previous investigation involving my father?”Thi
CHAPTER 11 : AuroraI didn’t wait for the elevator this time. I climbed the stairs two at a time, adrenaline narrowing my vision, my lungs burning as I pushed through the last door to the executive floor. I wasn’t running from anything exactly — more like panicBut I knew one thing: The leak wasn’t an accident, and it wasn’t some unknown hacker. Elias had set something in motion, he was always on the go.And I had walked right into it.The hallway was louder today — phones ringing, footsteps rushing, doors opening and closing. A crisis had a sound, and this was it.Damian’s assistant nearly bumped into me.“Oh— Ms. Hale, he told me to send you straight in.”She didn’t wait for me to respond, just hurried down the hall with a stack of files clutched to her chest.Damian’s door was closed. That never meant anything good.I knocked once.No answer.I pushed the door open anyway.Inside, three people were arguing at the same time. Damian stood behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, jaw loc
CHAPTER 10: Aurora's POV.Aurora couldn't sleep.The email appeared behind her eyes every time she closed them: If this fails, the blood is on both our hands.Instead of a business warning. It sounded more like a confession.By sunrise, she had read it a hundred times, looking for something, anything, that would make it sound less like a threat. Nothing did.When Damian knocked softly on her door that morning, she pretended not to hear him.He pushed the door handle slowly.“You’re awake,” he said. Not a question.Aurora stayed sitting on the edge of her bed, laptop half open beside her. “You always know when I am.”He leaned against the doorway, sleeves rolled up, looking very composed for someone who had just been accused of murder the night before.“Are we going to talk about last night,” he asked, “or are you going to keep avoiding me?”She looked up, meeting his eyes. “You said you were there because my father called you.”“I was.”“Then what did you do after?”Damian’s expression
Chapter 9: Aurora's POV. After I saw the letter I kept wondering, how was I the villain? Were these men playing games with me? I was slowly falling apart silently... Perhaps Damian was right about my dad.Two days had passed since the confrontation but it kept playing in my mind, how could it be that the man I blamed for everything had become a saint and the man I was fighting for was the villain, it kind of felt strange to me. I kept asking myself questions I had no answers to, what if he wasn't? I poured myself a drink knowing I couldn't drink it, as I sipped it, it burned my throat, but the ache in my chest remained, I barely knew who I was anymore.A few minutes later my phone lit up, No name just E... "Why are you drinking alone?" it asked. Great he found me again.. I replied... " What do you want Elias? He didn't respond for about an hour, then I noticed a typing icon and it disappeared again then returned. "I'm trying to get you to see the truth" he replied "What fu






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