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At exactly eleven, I stand outside Dwight Spencerโs office, inhaling deeply before knocking.โCome in,โ his voice calls from inside.I push the door open and step in, immediately met with the sight of him. Dwight Spencer, composed and effortlessly put together, sits behind his desk in a navy-blue suit. His eyes meet mine, sharp and unreadable.I shut the door behind me, keeping my stance firm. โLetโs make this quick.โHe doesnโt acknowledge my hostility. Instead, he gestures to the chair in front of him. โSit.โI hesitate for a moment, then walk toward the chair. Iโm here to do business, not engage in petty power plays. I sit, adjusting the hem of my blouse as I settle into the chair, making sure Iโm as professional as possible. This is work. Nothing else.His gaze remains steady, and for a brief moment, I wonder if heโs looking at me differently. Dwight always had a way of making you feel like the only person in the roomโwhether it was his commanding presence or the intense, quiet wa
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The hours seem to drag on as I sit in the conference room, mentally preparing for the meeting. Ava is there, assisting with the setup, and I can see the eagerness in her eyes. Sheโs new to this corporate world, and I canโt help but appreciate her enthusiasm and dedication.The door opens, and my father steps inside with a few of his board members following him. His sharp gaze scans the room before settling on me, his expression unreadable. He takes his seat at the table, and the room falls into quiet anticipation. I can feel his presenceโalways commanding, always expecting perfection.โLeah,โ my father greets me with a curt nod, his voice low. He doesnโt need to say more; his words always carry weight.โDad,โ I reply, keeping my tone neutral, though the knot in my stomach tightens. I quickly look around the room, avoiding his eyes for a moment to steady myself. The tension between us is palpable, and Iโm acutely aware of every glance from the board members.The door opens again, and D
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Leah's POVBy the time I return home, exhaustion clings to me like a second skin. The weight of the meeting, my fatherโs expectations, and Dwightโs unshakable presence have drained every ounce of energy I have left. All I want is to slip into my bed, shut the world out, and pretend for just a moment that none of this is happening.But as soon as I step inside, I freeze.Sitting cross-legged on my couch, arms folded, and an unmistakable look of impatience on her face is Cece. Her foot taps against the floor in a slow, deliberate rhythmโthe universal sign that Iโm about to get an earful.I hadn't seen her since our last meetup, where she'd announced her engagement to Shaun.โLeah,โ she says in that clipped tone that immediately makes me feel guilty. โYou forgot.โI blink at her, my mind racing. โForgot what?โCeceโs eyes narrow as she gestures dramatically. โOur weekly coffee date. The one weโve been having every Thursday for the past three years. The one you never forget. Until today.โ
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Leahโs POVThe next morning, I arrive at the office with a renewed sense of purpose. If Iโm going to work alongside Dwight Spencer, I refuse to let himโor anyone elseโsee me as anything less than composed, confident, and in control. My attire is deliberate: a fitted white blouse, high-waisted black pencil skirt, and nude heels. My hair is styled in soft waves, framing my face perfectly, and my makeup is flawless yet subtle.I step through the sleek glass doors, making eye contact with the receptionist, whose mouth forms an "O" as I strut by, my expression unreadable.Then I see him.Dwight stands in the corridor, engaged in conversation with his staff. His stance is as composed as everโhands tucked into his pockets, suit perfectly tailored to his form, exuding power and authority. But the moment his gaze lifts and lands on me, something shifts.His words falter. His expression remains neutral, but his eyesโthose piercing blue eyesโbetray him for the briefest second.Desire.It flicker
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Dwightโs POVThe morning starts like any otherโmeetings, reports, and the usual cycle of decisions that keep this company running at the level I expect. I like order, structure, control. Itโs the only way to ensure success in a world where emotions and sentimentality make people weak.Jordan and I are having a short conversation in the hallway about phony accounts on social media exploiting unsuspecting customers who leave bad reviews on our website when Leah walks in.I see her the moment she steps through the glass doors, the click of her heels sharp against the polished floor. She moves with confidence, her posture poised, her expression unreadable. But itโs her appearance that makes something in me still.She looks stunning.A white blouse, crisp and professional, yet fitting her just enough to hint at the curves I once knew too well. A sleek black pencil skirt that hugs her form, paired with heels that add just the right amount of height. That hair, that familiar, beautiful aubur
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Leahโs POVThe conference room is already occupied when I arrive, its sleek, minimalist design almost sterile in the early morning light. The long table gleams under the soft glow of recessed lighting, and the air is crisp with the scent of polished wood and freshly brewed coffee. Dwight sits at the head of the table, the embodiment of control, his fingers skimming across the edges of neatly stacked documents. His suitโperfectly tailored as alwaysโfits him with an effortless confidence, a stark contrast to the controlled tension in his posture.The large windows behind him filter sunlight through sheer blinds, casting fragmented patterns on the polished surface of the table. Itโs almost poeticโthe way the light struggles to break through, much like the past that lingers between us, unspoken yet undeniable.He doesnโt glance up immediately, but I know heโs aware of my presence. He always wasโback then and even now.โMs. Carrington,โ he greets finally, his voice as smooth and measured a
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Leahโs POVThe rhythmic click of my heels echoes through the hallway as I make my way back to my office, my thoughts still tangled in the tension of the meeting. I should be focusing on the campaign, on strategy and execution, but my mind keeps drifting back to Dwightโhis sharp gaze, the way his fingers curled ever so slightly when our hands almost touched, the weight of my name on his lips.I shake off the thoughts as I push open the glass door to my workspace. The familiar scent of vanilla and fresh paper greets me, a stark contrast to the cold, corporate air of the conference room. My assistant, Naomi, is already at her desk, fingers flying over her keyboard, but the moment she sees me, she pauses, eyes sparkling with curiosity."Welcome back, Leah." Propping her chin on her hand, she asks, "How did it go?"I set my folder down, exhaling as I lower myself into my chair. "Productive," I say, keeping my tone neutral. "I pretty much will be heading the advertising department for the d
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Dwightโs POVThe office hums with quiet efficiency as I step out of the conference room. I walk with measured strides, my face unreadable, but inside, my thoughts churn. Leah.I should be past this by now.Yet, seeing her todayโpoised, confident, effortlessly weaving her ideas into something tangibleโstirred something I thought I had buried. I force the thoughts aside, buttoning my suit jacket as I reach the elevator. Itโs done. Iโd made the decision to have her here. And I have to live with it.The doors slide shut, and for a brief moment, I let my shoulders drop. Just a fraction. Just enough to remind myself that I can breathe.By the time I reach the underground garage, my mask is back in place. My driver, Rafael, straightens when he sees me, already opening the back door of the sleek black sedan.โSeรฑor Spencer,โ he greets respectfully.I nod, slipping into the carโs cool leather interior. โTake me to Calle de los Olivos.โRafael doesnโt question it. He never does. With a silent n
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EPILOGUE Leah's POV I sit quietly by Dwightโs hospital bed, my fingers gently wrapped around his, the steady beeping of the heart monitor grounding me. After two surgeries, heโs finally resting.When Iโd been told that Dwight was shot, I had felt my entire world crashing down. Iโd cried all the way to the hospital, and itโd taken three men to keep me out of the operating room.But miraculously, heโs alive. Still here. Still breathing. Still mine. And yet, it all feels surrealโthe whirlwind of the past few days catching up in uneven bursts. Ethanโs arrest, Geraldโs disgrace, the truth about Glimmr being Dwightโs all along becoming public. But nothing compares to the ache that comes from the one betrayal I never saw comingโmy uncleโs.I had trusted him. Loved him. Thought of him as a steady force in my life. But behind all the warmth and concern was a man plotting to control meโusing my heartbreak, pushing me toward Ethan, and scheming to seize Veloura for himself. Heโd sat there at t
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Dwight's POVThe road coils like a serpent beneath my tires, black and endless. Trees lean in on either side like silent witnesses, their twisted branches clawing at the pale sky. Geraldโs directions run through my head again and again, carved into memory. The House of Silenceโwhat a sick, ironic name. My grip tightens on the wheel as I push forward, heart hammering in a rhythm I havenโt known in years.I tap my earpiece.โParker.โStatic, then his clipped voice. โSir.โโI have done it. Coordinates check out." I tap on my screen, sending a screenshot of the map Gerald had handed me.โMr. Spencer, wait. Iโm pulling in backup. Donโt go in alone. I mean it.โโI donโt have time. He could be doing God knows what to that young woman right now. He needs to be stopped.โ I couldn't let them do to her what they'd done to me.โDwightโโโThereโs no time, Parker. You wonโt make it before itโs too late.โHe curses under his breath. โAt least wait nearby. Donโt breach. Iโll be there in fifteen.โBut
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Ethanโs POVShe looked like porcelain under the low light.Pale, trembling, slick with sweat. Her chest heaved as she lay on the stained cot in the far corner, wrists bound to the headboard with nylon straps, ankles tied tight. Her hairโlight brown, maybe even blonde in the right lightโwas matted against her temples, soaked. And those eyes. Translucent blue, darting like a cornered rabbit, searching for a way out that didnโt exist.โI donโt know what I did,โ she sobbed. Her voice cracked like something brittle. โPlease, please let me goโฆโI didnโt move. I just watched her from the shadows, still as a breath held underwater. She tried to sit up, trembling, her arms pulling at the restraints with a sound like Velcro peeling from skin.โIโll give you everything,โ she cried. โMy paychecksโevery single one. I swear. Just donโt hurt me. My boyfriendโฆ he doesnโt have money. He canโt pay ransom. PleaseโฆโGod. She was alive. Alive in the way most people forgot how to be. The kind of aliveness
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Dwight's POV Gerald Carrington lived in a two-story villa tucked behind a quiet cul-de-sac on the cityโs west end. The neighborhood had a curated calm about it โ hedges trimmed to military precision, pavement scrubbed of all disorder. Unlike his brother Felixโs sprawling estate with its sweeping gates and Greek statues, Geraldโs home was the kind of place that whispered wealth rather than screamed it. Tasteful. Secluded. Expensive, but not decadent.I parked three blocks down and approached on foot, dressed in dark jeans and a charcoal sweater. No cologne. No jewelry. Nothing that caught the light.Judith had delivered the address an hour ago. Sheโd also found a layout of the house โ a scanned blueprint buried in some renovation permits from two years back. I studied it on the ride over, memorizing the entry points, camera placements, the blind spots between hedges and roof angles.I wasnโt here for a polite conversation.I was here for answers.The backyard was mostly covered โ two
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DWIGHT'S POVThe office around me โ my own private quarters at Glimmr โ felt too big, too empty, too quiet. Every tick of the clock on the wall sounded like a drumbeat inside my skull.I couldn't sit still.Couldn't stop moving.Pacing back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a caged animal.My hands itched to do something โ to tear something apart, to find Ava, to end whatever nightmare she was living through because of me.Ava had trusted me.Worked for me.Smiled at me, grateful for opportunities and promises.And I had failed her.Just like I had once failed myself, locked in that dark, cold hell three years ago.I dragged my fingers through my hair, jaw locked so tight it ached.Where was Parker?Where was the goddamn call?My phone buzzed sharply on the desk.I lunged for it like a drowning man reaching for a rope.โTalk to me,โ I barked, not bothering with hellos.Parkerโs voice crackled through, low and urgent.โWe hit Ethanโs place. Just finished. He's not
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Dwight's POV The tires screeched against the pavement as I pulled out of the driveway, my hand clenching the steering wheel so hard the leather groaned beneath my grip. The night sky stretched endless above me, but I barely saw it. All I could see was Ava's face. Bright, smiling Ava, who was now missing โ God knew where โ because somewhere, somehow, I'd let my guard down.Not again. I wouldn't lose another innocent to this madness. I swore it.I jabbed the button on the dashboard, calling Parker first.He answered on the first ring. "Boss?""I need you to move," I barked, weaving through traffic like a man possessed. "Ava's missing. Her fiancรฉ called the office โ she never showed up back there after leaving my house."A sharp intake of breath. "Shit. You think it's connected?""I know it is." My gut was screaming, every instinct sharpened to a fine, deadly edge. "I need you to pull every favor, use every contact you have. Track her phone, hack into traffic cams, do whatever it take
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Dwight's POVIt was dark out. Leah lay half-sprawled across my chest, the silky strands of her hair tickling my skin. Our clothes were scattered haphazardly across the room, abandoned in our urgency. The heavy rug under us cushioned our bodies, still slick and languid from the intensity of our lovemaking. I still couldn't believe the feelings that coursed through me as I'd made love to her. It was better than all the times I had allowed myself to imagine... to fantasize.It had been pure magic. Messy, but perfect. And having her here in my arms filled me with the duty of contentment that had been missing for three years. I could have stayed like that forever. Her breath warm against my skin. Her heart beating in slow, contented rhythms against mine. Her fingers moved idly over my chest, tracing lazy patterns. Every touch sent aftershocks through my nerves, subtle reminders of how close we had just been, how perfect she felt wrapped around me...And then her fingers stilled. She brushe
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Dwight's POV The clock on the wall ticked mockingly at me, but I barely noticed it anymore.I sat behind my desk, staring at the documents spread out before me, but none of the words made it past the thick wall of energy thrumming in my veins. It was all background noise. Filler. Nothing compared to the singular, burning thought anchoring me:Leah.Home. Waiting for me.The thought wrapped itself around every nerve ending, making it almost impossible to sit still. I knew it wouldnโt lastโthis arrangement was temporary. But even knowing that, I couldn't stop the anticipation that practically vibrated in my blood. The pull toward her was too strong, too fierce to deny.I remembered the kiss we shared. God, I remembered every detail. The tentative way I had brushed my mouth against hers. The way she had frozen for a breathless second before melting against me, kissing me back like it was the only thing keeping her alive. That kiss had shattered something inside me. It wasn
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Leahโs POVAfter Ava left, the house felt much bigger.Much quieter.And somehow, even though I knew I was safe, the silence made me feel small.I sprawled on the plush sofa in the sunken living room, laptop abandoned beside me, staring out at the endless stretch of green beyond the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. The afternoon sun slanted in golden beams across the polished floors, painting everything in warm, sleepy light.I could still hear Avaโs cheerful goodbye ringing in my ears."Call me if you need anything, okay?"I had promised I would. But really, there was nothing Avaโor anyoneโcould do for me now.I needed time. Space.Maybe even forgiveness.The soft shuffle of footsteps pulled me out of my thoughts. I sat up just as the house chefโa kind-eyed woman named Marlaโapproached, wiping her hands on a white apron."Miss Carrington," she said with a polite nod, "would you like anything for lunch? I made a chicken and asparagus salad. Fresh bread too."My stomach gave an unexpe
