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The Hunters Instinct.

Penulis: Preshy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-02 03:07:16

~ Gideon ~

I pushed open the door to Amara’s old room in the east wing. The hallway light spilled in behind me and made long shadows on the floor. I stood there for a second before I stepped inside. The air felt still. Too still.

My shoes made soft sounds on the carpet. I walked to the center of the room and looked around. The bed was made with tight corners, like Maribel’s staff had already cleaned it. But they had missed some things. Dust sat on the nightstand in a thin layer. A small smudge
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    ~ Amara ~I stepped out of the taxi after my meeting with the lawyer, I stopped at Gideon's office. I looked up at Helix Tower. The tall glass building shone in the morning sun. My black suit felt crisp and new. I bought it with money from my remote job. No more dresses from Selene. No more trying to look like I belonged. I carried a simple briefcase. Inside were the legal papers.I walked into the lobby. People moved fast with coffee and phones. A few glanced at me. I kept my head high. My heels clicked on the floor. I stopped at the front desk."I am here to see Mr. Moore," I said. "Amara Kline."The receptionist typed quickly. Her eyes widened. "Mrs. Moore? I mean... Miss Kline. Let me confirm."She called up. I waited. My hands stayed steady on the briefcase. I thought about the cheap motel. The eggs I bought myself. The job assignments I finished alone at night. Selene's threat to Noah still sat in my mind. Adrian's flash drive was safe in my bag. I was not here to ask. I came to

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Weak Grow Teeth.

    ~ Amara ~I sat in the lawyer’s office with my hands folded on the table. The room smelled like old coffee and paper. A clock ticked on the wall. It was loud in the quiet space. My back stayed straight in the hard chair. I wore the same simple gray sweater from the coffee shop. No fancy dress today.The lawyer, Ms. Patel, flipped through the papers I brought. She was in her forties, with short black hair and glasses that sat low on her nose. She looked at me over the frames.“You found a solid loophole here, Amara,” she said. “The clause on page nine talks about ‘future valuations’ and ‘transfer of management.’ Gideon Moore used it to fold Kline Logistics into his subsidiary. But the original debt forgiveness was tied to the marriage, not a full takeover. You can argue predatory acquisition.”I nodded once. My fingers pressed together tighter. “I want the company back. The real one. Not their version.”Ms. Patel leaned back. “This is aggressive. You’re not asking for divorce yet. Just

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Mirror of Guilt.

    ~ Adrian ~I decided to get a drink at a bar today... I spotted Gideon at the end of the bar. He hunched over his third drink. I walked over and sat on the stool next to him."You missed the board call again," I said. "They are worried about the merger vote tomorrow."Gideon did not look at me. He lifted the glass and took a long sip. The ice clinked inside. "They can wait," he said.I ordered a soda. I watched him closely. His tie hung loose. His hair looked messy. This was not the Gideon who ran meetings with iron control. "You've been here for hours," I said. "The stock dropped again today because of the rumors about Amara."He set the glass down hard. "Rumors. She left a note. She resigned as Mrs. Moore. Just like that."I leaned my elbows on the bar. "I told you this would happen. You let Selene spill wine on her at the gala. You let your mother put her at the kids table at the corporate dinner. You never defended her once."Gideon stared at the row of bottles behind the bar. "Sh

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Shadow of the Moore.

    ~ Amara ~I locked the studio door and leaned against it. My heart still raced from the black sedan. I took a deep breath and walked to the small table. The paints sat there untouched. I picked up a brush but put it down. I could not paint right now.My phone stayed off on the bed. I did not want to turn it on yet. Gideon had called too many times. Twenty-nine last night. I did not need more today.A knock sounded at the door. Sharp and quick. I froze. No one knew I lived here. Not even Noah had the address yet."Who is it?" I asked. My voice came out steady but low."Open the door, Amara. We need to talk."Selene. I knew her voice too well. I did not move. My hands stayed at my sides."I know you're in there," she said. "I saw you at the coffee shop with that junior girl from the tower. Elara, right? Cute little helper."I walked to the door but kept it locked. "What do you want, Selene?""To remind you of the rules," she said. Her tone stayed sweet on the surface. "You can run, but

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The First Trace.

    ~ Amara ~I stepped into the small coffee shop on the corner near my new studio. The bell above the door jingled. Warm air and the smell of fresh coffee hit me right away. I kept my head down and walked to the counter. My hands still felt a little shaky from the bus ride this morning, but I pushed it away. This was normal life now. No one here knew me as Mrs. Moore.I ordered a plain black coffee and found a table by the window. The seat felt hard under me. I set my bag down and pulled out my notebook. The first page still had the line from yesterday. Today I ate what I wanted. I worked on my terms. I added a new line. First coffee alone. No one watching.The door opened again. I looked up without thinking. Elara walked in. She wore a simple jacket and jeans. Her eyes scanned the room until they found me. She smiled and came straight to my table.“Amara,” she said quietly. She sat down across from me. “You made it. I was worried when you didn’t answer my text right away.”I nodded. “I

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Hunters Instinct.

    ~ Gideon ~I pushed open the door to Amara’s old room in the east wing. The hallway light spilled in behind me and made long shadows on the floor. I stood there for a second before I stepped inside. The air felt still. Too still.My shoes made soft sounds on the carpet. I walked to the center of the room and looked around. The bed was made with tight corners, like Maribel’s staff had already cleaned it. But they had missed some things. Dust sat on the nightstand in a thin layer. A small smudge of charcoal marked the edge of the windowsill.I opened the closet doors again. The fancy dresses still hung there, neat and untouched. But her simple blouses and jeans were gone. Only empty hangers swung a little when I moved the door.I turned to the dresser. The velvet box with the diamond necklace sat exactly where I had left it weeks ago. She never opened it. I picked it up, felt its weight, then set it back down.My eyes moved to the floor. A small piece of paper lay under the bed, half hi

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