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Betrayed By Her Ex; Wanted My His Brother 76
Evelyn’s POVThe sunlight streaming through the partly opened windows of our new home wasn't the harsh, blinding white of the scorching sun that we’d been accustomed to for a couple of days now; it was soft, golden, and filtered through the leaves of what probably seemed to be hundred-year-old oaks. It warmed my skin as I sat in the window seat next to the open window, watching the two people I loved most in the world with a smile on my face.A small bundle of life with Zeke’s powerful aura and whose eyes were the same color as my fierce green ones was taking his first clumsy, determined steps across the polished wood floor. Leo—named for the lion’s courage we both felt we needed to find—was nineteen months old, a whirlwind of exciting curiosity. Over the past year, Zeke’s guard had considerably dropped. He no longer wore the cold expression of a man who trusted nobody. He laughed more now, his voice rich and unrestrained as he steadied our son’s wobbling journey.It’s been nearly two
Betrayed By Her Ex; Wanted My His Brother 75
Evelyn’s POVWith Damien broken and spilling the last of his secrets, the tactical urgency shifted entirely to the legal sphere. There was a lot of baggage that we had to deal with if we wanted to salvage the company and build it up from rock bottom again. With Gordon’s death and publicized involvement with the cartel and Damien’s arrest, the stock had been reduced to nothing. The Blackwood Empire right now was a crime house, it was a tangled mess of legitimate holding companies, shell corporations, and offshore assets. The goal now was to perform a precise, surgical extraction of every legal, legitimate dollar that Damien Blackwood controlled.While Roland and Garrick made it their mission to purge the city of crooked police officers and crooked men in high places. This was Zeke and’s fight—the legal fight that was conducted with paperwork and legal precedent. I stood with Zeke and his lead counsel, reviewing the thick folders of documents I had made a copy of several years ago, qui
Betrayed By Her Ex; Wanted My His Brother 74
Evelyn’s POVWe were back at another one of Zeke’s safe houses. It was a lot bigger than that one we had been in the other time. It was less sterile and it was more like a fortified bunker designed by an interior decorator. It was quiet in here, Garrick and the soldiers were out trying to take down every name that Damien had listed while the only sound came from the murmur of Roland and Zeke discussing legal strategy with an endless stream of federal and private counsel. Whatever they were discussing was far out of my depth, so I simply sat on the couch, wrapped in a thick wool blanket, holding a mug of herbal tea that did nothing to warm the chill that still seeped into my bones despite the warmth in the house. I hadn’t cried yet—which was oddly surprising. I felt empty, as if the travails of the last twenty-four hours had milked every emotion in me, leaving only a core of cold, focused resolve.“There’s been a new development,” Roland’s voice cut through the quiet.“What?” Zeke aske
Betrayed By Her Ex; Wanted My His Brother 73
Evelyn’s POVWe were back at another one of Zeke’s safe houses. It was a lot bigger than that one we had been in the other time. It was less sterile and it was more like a fortified bunker designed by an interior decorator. It was quiet in here, Garrick and the soldiers were out trying to take down every name that Damien had listed while the only sound came from the murmur of Roland and Zeke discussing legal strategy with an endless stream of federal and private counsel. Whatever they were discussing was far out of my depth, so I simply sat on the couch, wrapped in a thick wool blanket, holding a mug of herbal tea that did nothing to warm the chill that still seeped into my bones despite the warmth in the house. I hadn’t cried yet—which was oddly surprising. I felt empty, as if the travails of the last twenty-four hours had milked every emotion in me, leaving only a core of cold, focused resolve.“There’s been a new development,” Roland’s voice cut through the quiet.“What?” Zeke ask
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Evelyn’s POVThe sterile room, heavy with the stench of Damien’s blood, contained not just a confession of corruption, but the blueprint of an entire financial coup. Zeke had momentarily lost his cool and used his fists on Damien until Garrick pulled him away. I didn’t know what triggered him because he was so cool for a second and the next, he was lashing out wildly until he nearly killed Damien before Garrick pulled him away. He was calm and standing next to me now. My hand gripped Zeke’s, a lifeline tethering me to the present as Damien, broken and humiliated, spilled the remaining secrets of his avarice.“The wealth transfer was the masterstroke,” Damien wheezed, rubbing his shoulder where Garrick had applied pressure moments before. He was talking a lot faster now, desperate to trade information for his life, or perhaps, just to stop the pain Zeke and Garrick were inflicting on him. “You have to be a lot more precise with your words, Damien. I hate to be left hanging.” Garrick
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Evelyn’s POV“That’s not all you have to say, Damien,” Garrick said, staring him in the face. “A little birdie who’s close to your new wife mentioned something to me and I’m only going to give you one chance to say it or you’ll regret staying silent.”The fear on Damien’s face was palpable. He was genuinely scared of whatever it was he was hiding. “Damien…” Garrick threatened. “My initial plan was to keep Evelyn until she had given birth before killing her. I—I swear it wasn’t my intention to do it but Genevieve convinced me to. The doctor said we can’t have children and going through the process of adopting a child who doesn’t have Blackwood blood wasn’t something I wanted to do and so when we found out you were pregnant, we decided to do it that way.”The revelation that Damien intended to claim my child as his heir left me reeling. It was the absolute pinnacle of his narcissism, his desire not just for wealth, but for the complete, total annihilation of our autonomy. The cold fur
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