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The Blackmail's Edge.

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-04-14 17:13:09

~ Amara ~

The air in the Moore Crest library always felt five degrees colder than the rest of the house. I stood by the tall mahogany shelves, the smell of old paper and beeswax filling my lungs. This was my final visit. I had come to collect the last of my things—a few books on corporate strategy I had used to build my new life.

I reached for a leather-bound volume, but a sharp click of heels on the marble floor made me stop. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. The rhythmic, purp
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  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Queen's Gambit.

    ~ Selene Moore ~"Don’t smudge the lipstick, Selene, because tonight we are reminding this city who actually owns the keys to the kingdom," Chloe said, checking her reflection in the gilded mirror.I smoothed the front of my Dior dress, enjoying the way the expensive fabric felt against my skin again. The apartment I had been staying in was a nightmare, but Chloe's bank account had fixed everything in three days. My hair was polished, my nails were sharp, and I finally smelled like money instead of old coffee. I looked at Chloe and smiled. She wore a deep emerald gown that screamed Moore authority. It was the same shade Amara used to wear, but on Chloe, it looked like a threat instead of a costume."I am more than ready," I replied, grabbing my silver clutch from the marble counter. "I have missed the sound of crystal clinking. That studio in the Row was starting to make my head ache.""You will hear plenty of crystal tonight," Chloe said, her eyes cold and bright. "The board members

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Scent of Betrayal.

    ~ Amara ~I did not leave the apartment right away. I stood in the small kitchen and watched Gideon. He stayed at the sink, rubbing his palms together under a stream of cold water. He used a thick layer of soap, but he did not seem to notice the bubbles. He looked like he was trying to wash away a stain that went deeper than the skin. The apartment usually smelled like the bakery on the corner, full of yeast and sugar. Today, that smell was gone. It was replaced by something heavy and floral. It was the scent of white lilies. It was Chloe Vance’s perfume. It hung in the air like a physical weight, pressing against my lungs. I walked to the chair near the pine table and picked up Gideon’s dark wool sweater. I held the sleeve to my nose. The scent was stronger there. It was sweet and sharp. It was the smell of a world I thought we had left behind."The water is cold, Gideon," I said. My voice was a flat line. It did not shake.He stopped scrubbing but did not turn around. "I know.""Why

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Morning After.

    ~ Gideon ~ The sunlight hit the white ceiling with a brightness that felt like a physical attack. I didn't recognize the crown molding. It was too intricate and too expensive for the apartment in Linden Row. The air smelled of heavy floral perfume and expensive gin. It was a smell I had tried to scrub from my life months ago. I tried to sit up, but my head pulsed with a rhythmic ache. My stomach turned. The sheets beneath me were silk. They were cold. I looked to my left and saw a mess of dark hair on the pillow. Chloe was awake. She was propped up on her elbow, watching me with a look of calm victory. She wore an emerald silk robe that was open at the throat. The sight of her made the bile rise in my throat. The memories of the night before came back in jagged, broken pieces. I remembered the Grand Hotel suite. I remembered the whiskey. I remembered the feeling of my thoughts turning into a thick, gray fog. I remembered her touch. I remembered the moans. "Good morning, Gideon," Ch

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Midnight Whisper.

    ~ Chloe ~I stood by the large window in my suite at the Grand Hotel, looking out at the city lights. The emerald silk robe clung to my skin. A bottle of whiskey and two glasses waited on the low table. I checked my watch again. Gideon was late, but he would come. He always came when the board pushed hard enough.The knock finally sounded. I opened the door. Gideon stood there in his simple sweater and jeans. His hair was messy and his eyes looked tired. He stepped inside without a word."You wanted to talk," he said. His voice was low and rough. "So talk. Then leave Amara's business alone."I closed the door and locked it. I poured whiskey into both glasses. "Sit down, Gideon. You look like you haven't slept in days."He stayed standing. "The audits stop tonight. The zoning threats end. Kline Logistics is not your target."I handed him a glass. He took it but did not drink right away. I sipped mine slowly and watched him."You still think you can play the hero," I said. "Hauling brea

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Cracks in the Foundation.

    ~ Amara ~The morning sun hit the warehouse floor in long, pale streaks. I stood by the window of my office and watched the dust motes dance. For months, this view had made me feel powerful. The blue trucks were lined up. The drivers were ready. We had three new contracts. Life in Linden Row was supposed to be the prize for surviving the Moore family. But as I watched a white sedan pull into the lot, I felt a familiar chill in my spine. It was followed by two more. They were government cars. Sarah burst into the room. Her face was pale. She was clutching a tablet to her chest like a shield."Ms. Kline, we have a problem," she said. Her voice was thin."What kind of problem, Sarah?" I asked. I did not move from the window."The City Safety Bureau is outside," she replied. "They have an injunction. They are halting all truck movements immediately."I turned around fast. "On what grounds? We just passed the state inspection two months ago.""They are already recording the license plates,

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    A Breath of Poison.

    ~ Selene ~The plastic chair felt cold against my legs. I sat in the visiting room of the Ravenport Women’s Correctional Facility. The air smelled like old bleach and burnt coffee. It was a gross smell. It made me want to cover my nose with a silk scarf. But I did not have my silk scarves anymore. I did not have my designer handbags or my weekly appointments at the luxury spa. I looked at my reflection in the thick glass partition. My hair was flat and dry. My eyes looked tired and small. I was wearing a coat I bought at a common department store. It was not a Moore coat. It was a coat for a nobody. I hated the texture of the fabric. It felt like a punishment.I looked at the guard by the door. He had a heavy belt and big boots. He looked at me like I was just another visitor. He did not know who I was. He did not know that I used to run the social circles of this city. I hated him for that. I hated everyone in this building. But mostly, I hated Amara Kline. She was the reason I was s

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Silent Night.

    ~ Amara Kline ~ The heavy oak door of my suite clicked shut, the sound echoing through the sterile perfection of the east wing. I didn't turn on the lamps. I didn’t want to see the cream-colored silk wallpaper or the silver-framed mirrors that reflected a woman I no longer recognized. Instead, I l

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Boiling Points.

    ~ Amara ~ The silence in Moore Crest usually felt like a heavy blanket, but today it felt like a noose. I stood in the center of my bedroom, the twelve-page contract crumpled in my hand. The ink on the page was dry and permanent, unlike the promises my father had made to me back in Linden Row. He

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    A Small Spark.

    ~ Elara ~ The sixty-fourth floor of Helix Tower always felt a few degrees colder than the rest of the world. It wasn't just the air conditioning; it was the way the glass and steel seemed to swallow any sound that didn't have to do with profit margins or legal liabilities. As a junior employee, I

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Aftermath.

    ~ Gideon ~ The house was too quiet when I returned to Moore Crest. Usually, I preferred the silence; it was a sign of a well-oiled machine, a household that didn't demand anything from me. But tonight, the stillness felt heavy, like the air before a storm that refuses to break. I walked through t

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