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70 : THE RIVAL

Author: Meeka El
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-19 20:41:20

GIANNA

The Whitmore Gallery in SoHo is mine tonight. Not rented. Not borrowed. Not shared with a copycat or a cousin or anyone else's name on the wall.

Mine.

Thirty-two paintings, four rooms, every surface lit with gallery-grade spots that make the colors burn, and a crowd of three hundred people who paid to stand in front of the things I made with my hands and a borrowed heart and feel something.

The survivor series takes the east wing that has twelve portraits of women who endured, from Fri
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  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   75 : THE EMPIRE OF ART

    GIANNAPeculiar's He-Art opens on a Saturday in October and the line wraps around the block.The warehouse in Chelsea is everything I imagined and nothing I expected. Eight thousand square feet of exposed brick and steel beams, the ceilings high enough that the natural light falls in columns through the clerestory windows and hits the floor like something sacred. The main gallery holds the exhibition work. The east wing is a workshop with easels, supplies, workbenches and for community classes. The west wing is a studio where artists-in-residence will create new work in front of the public, making the process visible instead of hiding it behind closed doors.Sean's team handled the renovation. I handled the soul. Every wall color, every lighting angle, every placement of every canvas is all mine. The smell is turpentine and fresh paint and the lavender sachets I tucked into every corner because this building belongs to a woman who believed that love was a scent, not just a word.I g

  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   74 : THE PROPOSAL

    SEANThe ring has been in my jacket pocket for two weeks now. Fourteen days of carrying a platinum band with a lavender sapphire through board meetings, security briefings and the particular insanity of managing a four-front war while simultaneously planning the simplest question a man can ask.The jeweler in Amsterdam cut the stone to match the exact shade of the lavender in the garden. The same garden my mother planted in February, the garden where I sat with Gianna on a bench and told her she didn't have to handle things alone. He owed me a favor from a deal I structured three years ago. I called it in for this.I've planned proposals. Elaborate ones. A rooftop dinner at the penthouse overlooking Central Park, champagne, a string quartet. A private gallery showing, with her paintings and the ring hidden in the centerpiece. A trip to Paris, the Louvre at closing time, just us and the Mona Lisa and a question.I rejected every single one. They're all performances. Gianna doesn't wa

  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   73 : THE INVESTIGATOR’S TRAIL

    SEAN"I found him." Yuki Tanaka doesn't knock. She walks into my office at 7:30 AM with her tablet, sets it on my desk.The tablet shows a corporate flowchart. At the top: Greenfield Capital Partners, the Cayman entity writing quarterly checks to Miller & Associates Trust. Below it, a line traced through two intermediary shells to a domestic source: a law firm in Manhattan called Reinhart & Bloom."Reinhart & Bloom represents an entity called Project Meridian," Yuki says. "Real estate holding company. Properties across the Eastern Seaboard of residential, commercial, mixed-use. Estimated portfolio value north of four hundred million.""Board members?""Anonymous. Layered behind trust structures, nominee directors, the usual." She swipes to the next screen. "But one filing from twelve years ago — a property acquisition in Connecticut — required a personal guarantee. The guarantee was signed."She zooms in on the signature. Looping, confident handwriting. Gerald Miller."I cross-referen

  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   72 : FIRE AND CANVAS

    GIANNAThree months postpartum and Laurel cleared me for everything two weeks ago. Everything. She said it with a straight face and a raised eyebrow that communicated more than the medical charts.Since then, there's been a tension in the house that has nothing to do with war councils, moles or restraining orders. A thicker, and warmer tension. The kind that lives in the space between two people who've been sleeping in the same bed and not sleeping together, who've been careful with each other the way you're careful with something healing, and the healing is done.But my body is different now. The stretch marks run silver across my hips and lower belly. My waist is softer, my breasts fuller, the geometry of me rearranged by nine months of carrying a human and twelve hours of delivering one. I catch myself turning away from the mirror when I undress. Angling my body in bed so Sean sees the parts that haven't changed instead of the parts that have.He notices. He always notices, but h

  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   71 : THE GREEN EYED GOD

    SEANIt’s 2 AM and Gianna is asleep beside me, her hand is on my chest over my heartbeat, and her breathing even and warm. Peculiar is in the nursery, the monitor's green light steady on the nightstand.I can't sleep. For many reasons but also because Dominic Voss touched her hand and I can still see it.His fingers on hers, the lingering grip. The practiced smile, the European charm, the way he leaned in and made her laugh in thirty seconds, something that took me weeks. Weeks of burned dinners and broken mugs and midnight kitchens and a fortress I had to dismantle brick by brick before the woman standing in front of me even smiled.He walked in, said the right words, and got the laugh for free.I know it's irrational. She came home with me, she's in my bed, and the heart in her chest beats against my ribs every night. Hell. She belongs to me but the jealousy is a new animal with green and sharp-toothed and it’s living in my chest where logic usually sits and I don't have a protoc

  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   70 : THE RIVAL

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  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   13 : WELCOME TO THE CAGE

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  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   EIGHT : LAVENDERS AND LAWS

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  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   39 : THE STUDIO AT MIDNIGHT

    GIANNATwo nights since the almost-kiss and I've reverted to the old pattern. I check the tablet. The kitchen is empty, the library is empty. The west corridor has no footsteps pacing around. No one is moving through the house like a ghost. I avoid every room he might occupy, eat when he's gone, a

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  • Bound By A Borrowed Heart   38 : THE ART OF WAR

    SEANWe’ve two missions and two fronts with one enemy hiding behind different masks.I haven't slept since the studio. Since the paint on her cheek and the inch of air between her mouth and mine and the phone that rang at the exact moment I was about to violate the only rule she asked for. The no-

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