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Elara pov Vivian remained standing near the table, her attention fixed on the ring in Alexander's hand. The room stayed quiet as everyone waited for her to continue. Elara had learned that Vivian's silence usually meant she was trying to organize difficult information before speaking. Tonight, however, it felt different. Vivian was not only searching for the right words. She was trying to understand memories she had ignored for years. "I need to explain where I saw it," Vivian finally said. Alexander looked at her. "Please do." Vivian sat down slowly. "Years ago, before I fully understood the structure behind Salvatore's operations, I was exposed to certain information. At the time, I did not think it mattered." "What information?" Elara asked. "Personal items connected to important families." Alexander's expression tightened. "You were collecting information on families." Vivian nodded. "That was part of my assignment." The reminder created another uncomfortable silence
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Alexander pov The sight of the ring left Alexander unable to move. He knew every detail of it. He had watched his mother wear it throughout his childhood, and he had also watched it disappear beneath the earth with her. His throat tightened. "No." Elara stepped closer. "Alexander." He closed the box abruptly and held it against his chest. "That ring was buried with her." Vivian remained silent. Alexander looked at her. "Tell me I am wrong." Vivian swallowed. "I cannot." The answer unsettled him. His mother had died years before his father supposedly died. He remembered the hospital room and the day they lowered her coffin into the ground. He remembered standing beside his father, or the man he had believed was his father. A sudden possibility entered his mind. "What if she was never buried?" Elara's expression tightened. Alexander shook his head immediately. "No. I saw the coffin." "You were young," Marco said carefully. "I saw her." Marco did not argue. Instead, he s
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Elara POV Elara watched Alexander stand in the middle of the room, his expression controlled but his anger impossible to ignore. She had seen him face enemies, threats, and impossible decisions without losing his composure, but this was different. This was not a battle against someone outside his life. It was a betrayal connected to his own family. She stepped closer carefully. "Alexander." He did not answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed on the Commission notification sitting on the table. "He was there," Alexander said quietly. "All this time, he was somewhere watching." Elara understood the anger behind his words. She understood why he wanted answers immediately, and she understood why the idea of waiting felt impossible. But she also understood something else: waiting was exactly what his father would expect him not to do. "Alexander, listen to me." His gaze moved toward her. "You are angry, and you have every reason to be. But that is what he wants." His expressi
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Alexander POV Alexander remained still after Vivian finished speaking. For several seconds, the room felt disconnected from everything outside. The sound of the house settling, the quiet movement of security personnel outside, and even the distant noise of the city disappeared from his attention. Only one sentence remained. *That name belongs to your father.* His mind rejected it immediately. It was impossible, because his father was dead. Alexander had attended the funeral, and he had watched the people closest to his family mourn. He had accepted the loss and carried its consequences for years. Yet Vivian had not spoken like someone making a guess. She had spoken like someone revealing a truth she had been afraid to say. "What did you mean?" Alexander asked. His voice remained calm, but Elara noticed the tension beneath it. Vivian looked at him carefully. "I mean that the name connected to the warehouse figure is the same name attached to the records of your father's old o
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Alexander The room remained silent after Elara read the message. Alexander watched her expression change before she lowered the phone and placed it on the table. “What does it say?” he asked. “The vote is next week.” She looked at him. “And the person from the warehouse requested observer status.” Alexander moved closer. “Under what name?” “That is what they attached to the notification.” She turned the screen toward him. The name stopped him. For several seconds, he did not speak. He recognized the surname, but recognition alone was not enough to explain why his pulse had suddenly accelerated. “Where have you seen that name?” Elara asked. “My family records.” Marco stepped closer. “You know who it is?” “I know the family.” Alexander picked up his phone and began searching through encrypted Commission archives. His knowledge of Commission history had always been extensive, partly because his father had spent decades moving through its inner circles. Alexander knew the nam
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Elara The kitchen had gone quiet after Marco finished speaking. Elara remained beside the counter, staring at him while the meaning of his words settled over her. One seat already belonged to her. The other had belonged to Salvatore, and the Commission was considering placing that authority in her hands as well. If she accepted, she would hold more influence inside the Commission than any single Don had possessed in generations. She would have access to information, resources, and authority that could make protecting her family far easier. It was a strategic advantage she could not dismiss. Salvatore had built his power around control. He had used his position to intimidate rivals, manipulate decisions, and protect himself from consequences. Elara had spent the past year dismantling the system he had created. Now she was being offered an opportunity to occupy both sides of it. “Who proposed this?” she asked. Marco shook his head. “The vote has not happened yet. Several members
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ALEXANDER David stood there with a smug grin that made my blood simmer as he looked at Elara like she was a new car he had just bought with my money. He had no idea that the woman standing next to him had already been claimed. Not by a ring, but by the memory of my hands on her skin. I kept my
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ELARA Four days. It had been four days since the club. Four days since I let a stranger touch me in ways David never had. I felt guilty, yes. But I also felt alive. My skin still tingled when I thought about the man’s hands. Rough, scarred, possessive. He hadn't treated me like a mannequin. He h
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ALEXANDER The club was quiet. That was the only reason I tolerated The Sanctum. It wasn't like the chaotic gambling floors of my casinos or the loud, desperate energy of the Strip. It was dark, smelled of leather and people knew better than to speak to me. I sat in the private suite, swirling a g
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ELARAThe notification sound on my phone usually meant a sale on my website or an email from my agency. It was a soft ping, harmless and routine. I didn't hate the sound. In fact, I lived for it. It meant money in the bank, and money meant my parents didn’t have to sell their house in Ohio.But t
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