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The Queen's Gambit.

Penulis: Preshy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-03 06:22:00

~ 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 instea
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    ~ 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    Cold Shoulder.

    ~ Gideon ~I sat in my study, the leather chair creaking as I leaned back. The clock on the mantel read 1:00 AM. Amara's words still hung in the air, even though she had left two hours ago."I am done being the price other people pay."I picked up my pen, then set it down. I reached for the scotch

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Fading Colors.

    ~ Amara ~ The library at Moore Crest was the only room that didn't make me feel like I was trespassing. It was a vast, circular space with floor-to-ceiling shelves and a rolling ladder that creaked in a way that reminded me of home. Most days, I hid here to avoid Maribel’s judgmental stares and th

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    Calculated Risks.

    ~ Gideon ~ “Is she actually that quiet, or is she just terrified of you?” Adrian’s voice cut through the hum of the server banks in my private office. I didn't look up from the tablet in my hand. We were on the sixty-fourth floor of Helix Tower, and the city of Ravenport stretched out behind me i

  • Bullied Wife In A Contract Marriage    The Charity Gala.

    ~ Amara ~“Don’t touch the hem, Amara, you’ll wrinkle the silk,” Selene said, her voice a sharp contrast to the soft classical music playing in the Moore Crest foyer. I pulled my hand back as if the fabric had burned me. I stood before the tall mirror, feeling less like a guest and more like a man

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