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Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 21
Amara’s POVThe city never slept, but I felt like I had.Not the kind of sleep that healed. The kind that numbed. A heavy, dreamless state where my body collapsed because my mind couldn’t take any more. And now, sitting in the corner of my apartment with the curtains drawn, the world still turning outside, I wondered if I’d wake up from this in one piece.My chest ached, not in the dramatic way of novels and films where heartbreak is beautiful, noble. No. This was ugly. My heart didn’t break clean; it shattered into sharp, jagged fragments that kept slicing deeper every time I breathed.Damien knew.The memory looped endlessly, cruel as a whip. The look in his eyes when the truth fell between us like glass breaking on marble. The fury first, sharp and cold. Then the hurt, so raw it looked ripped straight from his bones. And worst of all, the disappointment.That gutted me.He had let me in. Against his own rules, against his better judgment, against the fortress of walls he built so c
Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 20
Amara’s POVThe silence between us was louder than any shouting match.Damien’s eyes, gray, sharp, stormy, were fixed on me like I was both a stranger and a threat. The man who once looked at me with quiet fascination now studied me like a puzzle he never wanted to solve. And it was my fault. Every moment, every smile, every stolen glance I had shared with him had been a lie wrapped in longing.My chest burned with the weight of the truth he had uncovered. Mara Vance. My perfect mask. My carefully built lie. My doorway into his world. The name I had clung to so tightly, thinking I could control the game.But Damien wasn’t a man who tolerated betrayal.I tried to breathe, but the air felt thick. “Damien…”“Don’t.” His voice cut across the space like a blade. Cold. Controlled. Dangerous. “Don’t say my name like you have a right to it.”The words sliced me deeper than I expected. I had imagined this moment a thousand different ways, rehearsed explanations, imagined tears, fury, maybe eve
Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 19
Amara’s POVThe slam of the door still echoed through my bones long after Damien was gone.I sat there in his bed, our bed, feeling like the air had been ripped from my lungs. My name. My real name. Spoken by him, not with tenderness, but with venom.No matter how many times I blinked, I couldn’t erase the image of his face. Betrayal cut deeper than any rage. He hadn’t just seen me as an enemy; he’d seen me as someone who had fooled him into believing in love.Love.The word clawed at me because it was true. Somewhere along the line, my mission had twisted into something else. Damien Blackwell was no longer the monster I’d painted him to be. He was the man who had held me when nightmares dragged me under. The man whose laughter, rare and raw, had melted every piece of ice inside me.And I’d ruined it.I stumbled out of the bed, clutching the sheet around me as if it could hold me together. His office door was still cracked open from where he’d stormed out. Papers littered the desk, th
Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 18
Amara’s POVThe sheets were still warm against my skin when I realized something was wrong.Damien’s warmth was gone.I blinked awake, the storm outside now a dull whisper compared to the silence inside. The silence was wrong, it wasn’t calm, it was heavy, like the moment before glass shatters.He was standing by the window, shirtless, the file in his hand.My blood ran cold.“Damien…” My voice cracked.He turned slowly. His gray eyes weren’t soft anymore. They weren’t curious, or calculating. They were knives.“Mara Vance,” he said, his voice sharp as broken glass. “Or should I say… Amara Blake?”The world tilted beneath me.I sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest. “I can explain.”“Explain?” He laughed, but there was no humor in it. Only rage. “Do you have any idea what it feels like to open my arms to someone, let them in, only to find out they’ve been lying since the moment we met?”I opened my mouth, but the words tangled on my tongue. Every lie I’d spun for three years unravel
Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 17
Amara’s POVI told myself I wouldn’t come back.I told myself I had left Damien Cole behind in that penthouse, standing in the wreckage of his questions, his hunger, his need for answers I could never give.But here I was.The storm outside hadn’t let up all night. Rain lashed against my apartment windows, wind howled through the streets, and I paced my living room like a prisoner with no door to break through.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him, his face tight with anger, his voice low with demand, his touch searing against my wrist when he held me. He’d looked at me like he could see straight into my soul. Like he knew I wasn’t who I said I was.And still, I wanted him.I pressed my hands to my face. “What’s wrong with me?”I should’ve been thinking about my father. About the files I’d found, about the possibility that Damien hadn’t been the one who’d destroyed him. But all I could think about was Damien’s mouth on mine, the way his presence filled every room, the way he made me
Bound By The Heiress Revenge Chapter 16
Amara’s POVI had to stop this before it went any further.Before he touched me again.Before I forgot why I’d come here in the first place.Before my heart betrayed the memory of my father.The elevator hummed as it carried me up to Damien’s penthouse suite. I clutched the strap of my bag so tightly my knuckles ached. My reflection in the mirrored wall looked nothing like the woman who had started this mission. My eyes were softer. My mouth trembled with secrets I had no business keeping.I hated it.I hated that every time Damien looked at me, my chest tightened in ways I couldn’t control. I hated that he had begun to peel away layers I’d sworn no one would ever touch again. And most of all, I hated that part of me wanted him.When the doors opened, I forced myself to step out.He was already there, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to his elbows. The city glowed behind him like a kingdom he owned. He turned when he heard me, and my knees almost buckled under the weight of his gaze.
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