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Chapter 69: Revelations
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Claiming Emery Chapter 74: Empire of Two
We returned to New York as different people - united, unshakeable, unstoppable.The private jet descended through late afternoon clouds, the city spreading below us like a game board we'd already won. Two weeks in Italy had changed us in ways I was still discovering. The constant tension we'd carried for months was gone, replaced by something calmer but more dangerous. The certainty that came from having survived everything enemies could throw at us.“Look,” Killian said, pointing out the window. “They built something while we were gone.”Construction cranes dotted the skyline where they hadn't before, new buildings reaching toward the sky. The city had continued growing without us, but somehow it felt smaller now. More manageable.“How do you feel about being home?” I asked.“Like we own it.”The words should have sounded arrogant. Instead, they felt accurate.Our car waited on the tarmac, along with Alec and Mila who looked more relaxed than I'd seen them in months. Even the securit
Claiming Emery Chapter 73: New Territories
The honeymoon villa overlooked the Mediterranean like our own private kingdom.I stood on the marble balcony watching sunrise paint the water gold and pink while Killian slept behind me, his breathing deep and peaceful for the first time in months. Two weeks in Italy, completely cut off from business and family drama - no phones, no security details, no crisis management. Just us.“Coffee's ready,” his voice came from inside, rough with sleep and contentment.I turned to find him in the doorway wearing nothing but pajama pants, holding two steaming cups and looking more relaxed than I had ever seen him. Marriage suited him - the tension he had carried for so long had melted away, replaced by something calmer and more confident.“Good morning, husband.”“Good morning, wife.” He handed me a cup and wrapped his free arm around my waist. “Sleep well?”“Better than I have in years. You?”“Like the dead. Amazing what happens when you are not expecting assassins or corporate coups.”We settl
Claiming Emery Chapter 72: Sacred Vows
The cathedral doors opened, and everything else faded away except him.Killian stood at the altar in a black tuxedo that looked like it had been crafted specifically for this moment, his dark hair perfectly styled, his eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made my knees weak. The botanical garden had been transformed into something magical—white roses and ivy wrapped around every column, soft light filtering through glass panels, two hundred guests rising to their feet as the wedding march began.But I barely saw any of it. My world had narrowed to the man waiting for me at the end of this aisle, the promise in his eyes, the slight smile that said he couldn't quite believe this moment was real.“Ready?” my uncle whispered beside me.I nodded, not trusting my voice. We'd flown him in from Chicago two days ago, complete with security escort and background check, because Killian insisted that every person who mattered to me should be here to witness this.The first step down the ais
Claiming Emery Chapter 71: The Quiet Before
Our wedding was in three days, and I'd never been more terrified or more certain.I stood in the botanical garden's ceremony space, watching security personnel sweep the area with metal detectors and communication devices that looked like they belonged in a spy movie. What should have been a peaceful morning of final preparations had turned into a military operation.“The perimeter is secure,” one of the guards reported to Alec, who coordinated everything from a folding table covered with surveillance monitors. “No unauthorized personnel within a three-block radius.“”“What about the catering staff?” Alec asked.“Background checks completed. All vendors cleared through federal database searches.”I caught Killian watching me from across the garden, his expression carrying the kind of protective intensity that had become familiar over the past few weeks. He'd insisted on hiring private security that rivaled presidential detail, complete with advance teams and threat assessment protocol
Claiming Emery Chapter 70: Consequences
Eleanor Sinclair's empire crumbled faster than she could contain it.I watched the morning news from our kitchen counter, with my hot coffee, growing cold in my hands as reporters detailed the charges filed against Killian's stepmother. Fraud, conspiracy, wire fraud, money laundering - each count carried years in federal prison.“The FBI arrested Eleanor Sinclair early this morning at her Manhattan estate,” the anchor reported. “Federal prosecutors allege she orchestrated an elaborate scheme to defraud her stepson and manipulate his business relationships.”Killian emerged from his office, phone pressed to his ear, already dressed in the kind of sharp suit that meant he was prepared for war.“I understand the board's concerns,” he was saying, “but this is a family matter that has nothing to do with company operations.”He ended the call and reached for his coffee, his face carrying the kind of controlled satisfaction I had learned meant his enemies were about to discover exactly what
Claiming Emery Chapter 69: Revelations
Isabella Martinez sat in federal custody, and her real story finally came out.The FBI detention center felt like a concrete box designed to break spirits. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead while Isabella sat across from us at a metal table, her hands folded in her lap, her pregnancy obvious beneath the orange jumpsuit they'd given her.Without makeup and expensive clothes, she looked younger, more vulnerable. But her eyes still held intelligence, and when she spoke, her voice carried the careful precision of someone who'd decided cooperation was her best option.“My real name is Maria Santos,” she began, glancing between Killian, me, and the federal prosecutor who'd arranged this meeting. “I'm twenty-six years old, from Barcelona. I've been working as an actress for eight years.”“When did Eleanor Wolfe contact you?” the prosecutor asked.“She didn't. Not directly.” Maria's hand moved to rest on her belly. “I was hired through a talent agency in Madrid. They said an American product
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