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CHAPTER 135: A Reckless Gamble
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Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 136: A Brother’s Guard
SLOANVictor's parting words echoed in the silence of my office, leaving a sour taste in the air. "You're making a big mistake," he'd snarled, his eyes blazing with a cold fury. "And I won't sit by and allow you to ruin the circle because you are blinded by love." Then, with one last venomous glare, he had turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him with an unnecessary force that rattled the glass on my bookshelves.I watched the empty space where he had stood, the oppressive weight of his disapproval settling over me. He saw everything through a lens of strategy and cold, hard logic. To him, Ivy’s pregnancy wasn't a miracle or a blessing; it was an inconvenient, dangerous variable that threatened to destabilize my empire. He saw it as a tactical error, a mistake to be corrected, a problem to be eliminated. He was a good advisor, an effective one, but he was a terrible human being. He had a brutal, singular focus on what he believed was right for my legacy, and he was blin
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 135: A Reckless Gamble
VICTORIvette’s call had been a reckless, panicked mistake. Her carefully constructed house of cards had come crashing down, and now she expected me to salvage the wreckage. The child. That single, unforeseen variable had undone months of meticulous planning. My own advice, so casually dismissed, now echoed in my mind with a bitter, vindictive ring: end it when we had the chance. Her "elegant" plan was now a liability, and her desperation was a beacon, drawing all the wrong kind of attention. I couldn't afford to waste a moment. This situation was a fire that needed to be put out, not a delicate chess match. I had to go straight to the source, to the man at the center of this hurricane.The drive to the mansion was a blur. The streets, the traffic, the blaring horns—they were all just insignificant obstacles in my path. My thoughts were a cold, surgical calculation. The plan had been simple: Ivette would fill the void left by a forgotten Ivy. But a child was not a void; it was a pe
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 134: A Quiet Sanctuary
IVYThe medical wing’s room was a study in sterile comfort, a paradox that perfectly mirrored the state of my mind. The walls were a soft, calming grey, and the bed, with its crisp white sheets, was both inviting and confining. I was getting better, physically at least. The doctors had assured me my body was healing, recovering from the trauma of the past few days. But the pain wasn't in my bones or my skin; it was a deep, unending ache in my soul, a heavy fog that had settled over my thoughts. I had asked for solitude, a few hours of undisturbed quiet to finally let the reality of everything wash over me. The silence was a double-edged sword; it was what I needed to think, but it was also a deafening echo chamber for my fears.I sat on the edge of the bed, my feet bare against the cool tile floor. The room was unnaturally silent, a stark contrast to the cacophony of emotions warring inside me. My hand, almost of its own accord, drifted to my abdomen, a place where a new, undeniable
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 133: The Reckoning
IVETTEThe cold rage that had taken hold of me was a physical thing, a driving force that left no room for hesitation. The moment the call ended, I was already moving, my mind a storm of chilling possibilities. There was no time to lose, no time for second thoughts. Every tick of the clock was a countdown to a future I couldn't bear to let them have. My hands, once shaking with a cold righteous anger, were now steady, my movements precise. I grabbed a dark, silk scarf from a dresser drawer and wrapped it tightly around my hair, tucking the ends into the collar of my coat. It was a simple disguise, but in a place where I was meant to be seen as Sloan’s confidant, it was enough. I was an afterthought, a shadow, and in that moment, that's exactly what I needed to be.The house was silent, the kind of deep, opulent quiet that only exists in places where the staff have been dismissed for the night. I moved like a ghost through the long, marble hallways, my soft boots making no sound on t
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 132: Alone with Thoughts
IVY. I heard the door behind him click softly and the ensuing quiet was more deafening than any noise. It was a deafening silence that engulfed me. I was by myself. The space now felt like a gilded cage whereas moments before it had felt so exquisite and lovely. After Sloan left there was a physical ache and a void in the air where he had been. In an attempt to keep my quivering body together I pulled my knees up to my chest and encircled myself with my arms. Previously a quiet stream the tears now flowed down my cheeks in a hot stinging torrent. My silent sobs were so strong that my shoulders trembled. I bit my lip tightly in an attempt to suppress the sound of my heartbreak so that it wouldn't reverberate throughout the room. All of it was excessive. Too much responsibility, too much fear and too much knowledge. My entire world had just been torn apart at the seams due to a sequence of events that I still dont fully comprehend. I just wanted to get back. I missed the simple rhy
Corrupt Temptation CHAPTER 131: Awakening and Shock
IVY The oppressive silence was the first thing that caught my attention. For a place that was supposed to feel like home, the thick heavy silence was much too profound. The back of my skull pulsed with a dull throbbing ache which was a physical representation of the mental haze that persisted. Glimmers of me taking a shower and a sense of being lost and confused were all part of my memories which felt like broken glass. It was similar to awakening from a fever with your thoughts a jumble of half-forgotten dreams and the surroundings familiar but distant. I forced myself to stand up slowly my muscles groggy and uncooperative. The gentle glow of the morning sun streamed into the room through the thick drapes. Even though it was a lovely calm and elegant room it wasnt mine. The last traces of sleep vanished as a wave of anxiety swept across my chest. The last clear memory I have was going into the bathroom and taking a shower. What had happened? Why was I here? Then nothing happene
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