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Chapter 88 - Fork and Flame

작가: Stephanie Benedict
last update 게시일: 2025-05-06 12:35:21

Aria

I keep my back to him, curled under the duvet, but my mind's already far from here.

He's obviously just running. From the truth. From everything. And maybe from me too.

I’ve never even been alike with Ava. Not really. Identical? Sure. Uncannily. The type that makes people double-take and question their own eyes. But alike? Never. Anyone who’s ever spent more than five minutes with both of us could tell the difference. Personality doesn’t lie. Presence doesn’t either. Ava used to suck the a
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  • Claimed By The Billionaire   Chapter 164 - Rinse. Repeat. Remember

    DamonThe coffee’s gone lukewarm, but I take another sip anyway.My hand moves without looking, setting the cup back on the nightstand with the same ease it did yesterday. And the day before. And every other morning for the past two months.I close another tab, the spreadsheet blinking back at me like it wants to scream at me to get a life. That doesn't move me. I just drag another window across the screen. Q2 reports. Product rollouts. Europe expansion numbers. Emails from Shanghai and Lisbon, waiting. It never ends, and I don’t let it.Because the second I stop working, I start thinking. And thinking is the one thing I’ve been trying to outrun since the moment I walked away with my heart in my hand. So I work. Morning. Night. Rinse. Repeat.Shower. Clothes. Laptop. Work.Silence. Coffee. Work.Deadlines. Distractions. Anything but memory.Leo’s posted right outside the door. Has been for weeks. Doesn’t ask questions anymore. He just delivers whatever I need—laptop, food, chargers,

  • Claimed By The Billionaire   Chapter 163 - Remembering, Gently

    AriaThe water runs hot and steady over my shoulders, but it does nothing to quiet my mind.I close my eyes and press my palms flat on the tile, trying to focus on the sound. The steam. My breath. Anything but the weight that continues living under my skin.I’ve taken so many showers in this apartment, way more than I can count—but somehow, every time, it feels like I’m washing off something I can’t quite name.Maybe a memory. Or memories. Maybe him.Because the truth is, the memories don’t hit all at once. For me, at least.They creep in quietly like he’s still here, pressing into the spaces I’ve tried to shut off.It’s never the bad memories that find me. Not the screaming or my countless pleas. Not the moment I realised he'd looked me in the eye and chose to pin me to his side, even after finding out.It’s always the quiet ones.Like that night at Ashbury Lane, when I was drenched, shaking, and almost passed out, and he showed up when I'd given up. The way he scooped me into his ar

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    AriaIt’s been two months.Sixty-two days, to be exact, since I stood in that parking lot with my passport in one hand and five million dollars sitting in my account. The moment that was supposed to feel like freedom. A clean slate. A new beginning. A door shutting off all that was, and opening right up to all that could be.And it did feel like that—for a while.The first few weeks were noise and a lot of motion. Airports. Luggage wheels on glossy floors. The steady hum of engines. I ran as far and fast as I could. Madrid. Rome. Prague. Santorini. Seoul. Places Ava and I used to circle on magazine pages when we were kids, never actually believing we’d step foot in them.I did it alone. For myself. I tried new foods, walked crowded streets, and let myself get lost on purpose. And when I didn’t have the energy to pretend I was okay, I stayed in hotel rooms with those gigantic blackout curtains and let the silence press into me.I met someone in Santorini. Nico. Of course, his name was

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    DamonWe step into the private parking shed, the early morning light spilling in soft and low, like it's trying to calm something that won't settle. My car’s right where I left it—clean and still, completely unbothered by the chaos still churning inside me.I rest against the hood, the metal warm under my hands. Kingsley leans on his car right next to mine, arms crossed. Quiet. Neither of us says a word.We just… stand there.There’s something about this silence that doesn’t feel like peace. It feels like waiting. Like the kind of quiet that settles right before the world burns again.I look over at him. “Any word from Leo?”Kingsley shakes his head. Doesn’t speak.Minutes pass. Long ones. The kind that stretches your nerves thin and pulls your patience out, one breath at a time. I reach into my pocket, my thumb already hovering over Leo’s name, when I hear it—the soft creak of a door opening behind us.I glance back.She’s walking out of the lobby, with just her phone clutched tight i

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    DamonIt’s not the first punch I’ve ever thrown, but it’s the first one that feels like it’s hitting me back.My fist slams into James’s jaw, the force snapping his head to the side, blood flying from his mouth as he grunts, coughing it up onto the tiled floor.He’s cuffed, and his ankles are bound to the legs of the wooden chair he’s tied to. His arms are bound to the back of the seat, with his torso sagging forward, but still upright enough to glare at me like I’m the one who betrayed him.Fucking unbelievable.Kingsley moves quickly. Faster than I’ve seen him in weeks, stepping between us and grabbing my arm. “It’s okay. Damon. It’s okay.”But it’s not okay.Not even close.I fling his hands off me, rage still boiling just under my skin, and swing again. My shoulder tightens for another hit, but Kingsley blocks it, both arms out now, pressing against my chest. “Stop,” he says firmly. “That’s enough.”My breath’s coming hard, too hard, and my hands are shaking. I back off, dragging

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    Damon"Mr. Stone. There's someone looking for you. They say it's urgent."The server's voice cuts through the growing headache at the base of my skull. Perfect. Just in time to save me from myself. "Stay here. I won't be long," I say to Ava, lowering my voice so only she hears.Her face gives noth

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  • Claimed By The Billionaire   Chapter 56 - Losing the Lead

    DamonI watch her walk off.Something is definitely up with her. In all the weeks she’s spent here, in this house, she’s never wandered out to this part of the estate. She’s always either locked up in her room, quiet as a shadow, or bickering with Eunice over which vase belongs in which hallway. Ne

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  • Claimed By The Billionaire   Chapter 60 - What We Don’t Say

    AriaIt starts with a knock. Soft, respectful, but firm enough to ruin any illusion of quiet."Ma'am," the maid says from behind the door. "Miss Eunice requests your presence in the studio. It’s for the gala preparations."Right. The gala. Damon mentioned it weeks ago in that clipped tone of his, l

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  • Claimed By The Billionaire   Chapter 55 - Nineteen

    AriaThe note sits at the bottom of the drawer like it owns the damn room.A small, folded piece of paper—simple, stupid, and ordinary. Except, it isn’t ordinary. It shouldn’t be here. No one should have touched this drawer. No one should have access to this room. And yet—here it is. Crisp edges. S

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