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2025-05-13 22:18:58AARON
“Dude, you need to be nicer to her if you want this to be believable,” Connor scolded, his feet propped up on my desk. He’s the only person who can get away with that.
“Look, I’m trying, okay? But you don’t just go from disliking someone for months to liking them overnight. Just get her an appointment with the stylist.”
“Done,” he said, leaning forward. “You know, she’s a nice person. If you’d get over the hate and realize she’s innocent in the whole feud between you and your dad… she’s pretty likeable.” He shrugged. “She didn’t ask to be dragged into the middle of you two.”
He had a point. But I was too stubborn to admit it, and if I wanted this arrangement to work, I had to at least try to be nicer to her.
“Please surprise me. I don&rsq
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VENUSThe drive home was quiet.Not the sharp, suffocating quiet that follows an argument. Not the kind that dares you to speak first. This silence didn’t ask for anything at all. It simply existed, settled between us like something already agreed upon.The tires whispered against asphalt. The city blurred past the tinted windows, distant and irrelevant. George sat beside me, small hands folded in his lap, eyes trained on the passing shapes outside. He wasn’t asleep, just withdrawn, like he’d tucked himself somewhere safe inside his own head.Aaron sat in the front passenger seat.Not beside me.But not far, either.He hadn’t looked back since we left the clinic.That was the first thing I noticed.Not anger. Not withdrawal. Just… distance. “Let’s tighten the formation once we hit the bridge,” Aaron said calmly. “I don’t want any lane drift.”The driver acknowledged.Aaron’s voice was steady. Controlled. The same tone he used in boardrooms and crisis rooms—measured, deliberate, caref
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AARONI didn’t follow her.That was the first fracture.I stood there in the hallway, long after Venus disappeared into the therapy room, long after the sound of George’s laughter softened into the therapist’s calm cadence. Long after the door clicked shut and sealed me out of my own family.I stood there because moving felt like choosing the wrong future.My chest was tight in that way I recognized too well—the pressure that came when instinct and restraint collided. When every part of me wanted to act, to intervene, to fix, but I’d learned the hard way that force only made certain kinds of wounds fester.“You don’t know what you’re doing anymore.”I’d said it quietly. Carefully. She’d smiled.That was the moment something in me went cold.Not because of the words that followed. Those were sharp, yes—barbed and precise—but words were weapons Venus had always known how to wield. No, it was the smile that did it. The controlled one. The deliberate one. The smile she used when she’d al
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VENUS“Where were you?”I stopped a step short of him and let the pause stretch. Not too long, just enough to make it deliberate. Let him feel it.“Bathroom,” I said.Flat. Boring. A closed door.Aaron’s eyes narrowed. “That took longer than five minutes.”“Did you time me?” I asked mildly. The kind of tone that dares someone to make a mistake.Inside the room, George was already seated at the low table with the therapist, crayons scattered across the surface like spilled candy. The door remained open, a thin barrier between safety and fracture.Aaron shifted, angling his body so he blocked my line of sight to the hallway. His voice dropped.“You don’t disappear in places like this,” he said. “You know that.”I shrugged and made to step past him toward the doorway.He caught my arm.Not rough. Not aggressive. Just firm enough to stop me.“That’s not optional,” he added.Something sharp twisted in my chest. I looked down at his hand, then slowly back up at his face.“Let go,” I said.H
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VENUSThe clinic rose before us like a block of clean intentions—glass, steel, pale stone—all polished to reassure. Sunlight bounced off the façade and into my eyes as the convoy slowed. Security fanned out, earpieces buzzing faintly, the world rearranging itself around us.George squeezed my hand as we stepped inside.“I don’t like the smell,” he whispered.“I know,” I said, smiling down at him. “Hospitals and clinics always smell like… rules.”He let out a small, nervous laugh, tension easing just a fraction. Aaron walked on George’s other side, shoulder brushing mine in the narrow entryway. He didn’t look at me. Didn’t need to. I could feel the rigid heat of him there—alert, wound tight, ready to pounce.The lobby hummed with quiet activity: soft voices, rubber soles against tile, a wall-mounted screen looping a video about coping skills. The words slid past me. I didn’t need them.Check-in complete. Names confirmed, appointments verified. Security spread out again: two men drifted
Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss Chapter 35
VENUSThe hallway released me into the dining area like a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.Morning light poured in through the tall windows, pale and deceptively gentle, illuminating a scene that belonged to a life I barely recognized anymore. The long table gleamed, perfectly set. Plates arranged with careful symmetry. Silverware aligned just so. A version of normal so meticulously maintained it almost passed for real.Almost.Rosemary sat at the head of the table, angled toward Sabine, who was strapped into her high chair, a bib already smudged from a half-finished attempt at breakfast. Rosemary held a spoon midair, her expression patient but strained as she tried to coax another bite past Sabine’s stubborn lips.“Just one more, sweetheart,” she murmured. “For me.”Sabine turned her head sharply, lips pressed tight—unmistakably Sinclair. Her dark eyes flicked to me the moment I entered the room, lighting up.“Mama.”George sat farther down the table, his plate untouched. A pi
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VENUSMy phone vibrated on the countertop.The sound was small. Ordinary.I froze, water still pouring over my shoulders, breath snagging halfway through an inhale. For one irrational second, I considered leaving it there, letting it buzz until the battery died, pretending ignorance could still protect me.But Andrea didn’t do maybes.I shut the water off and reached for the towel, wrapping it tight as I stepped out of the shower. Cold tile bit into my feet, grounding me just enough to move. In the mirror, a woman stared back. She was calm, composed and in control.She was a liar.I picked up the phone.One message lit the screen.>Can’t lie—you put on a good show. Didn’t think you had it in you.My stomach hollowed out.Not fear.Confirmation.Clarity settled in with sickening precision. Andrea hadn’t guessed. She hadn’t assumed. She knew exactly how last night had gone.Which meant one thing.I wasn’t alone.Either the house was bugged—listening devices tucked into vents, cameras hi
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