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Author: Toria writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-20 03:09:19

Darla’s POV

“Ahh… Jace…”

I said his name breathless and broken, almost like a prayer, except there was nothing holy about what he was doing to me.

He thrust into me again, slowly and deeply, as if he were savoring every second of how my body wrapped around his. His fingers dug into my thighs. The blankets were all messed up under us. His breath was warm on my neck, and his lips were tickling the curve of my shoulder.

“You sound so good when you say my name like that,” he whispered, voice thick with hunger. “Say it again.”

“Jace…”

“That’s it.”

He moved harder this time, his pace relentless, controlled… almost cocky. My fingers dug into his back as I arched my body to meet his rhythm, and he rewarded me with a low groan in my ear that made my skin flare with fire.

“Fuck, Darla… you feel like heaven,” he muttered, pressing his forehead to mine as he moved inside me. “How’d I get this lucky?”

I bit my lip, trying not to melt completely under him, but it was impossible. His body pressed pe
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    Darla's POV There was a pause. “We could. But we shouldn’t, not yet.”“Why not?”“Because this is going to court already,” he said. “And this, this is gold. If we bring it out now, they’ll try to discredit it before it makes it to the judge. They’ll scramble, cover their tracks, maybe even claim it was fabricated. But if we hold it, save it until court day, it’ll hit them blind. Right when they think they’re ahead.”I nodded slowly, even though he couldn’t see me. “You’re saying we wait?”“I’m saying we let them underestimate us a little longer,” Mr. Adair said. “Then we drop the hammer.”A small, cold smile crept across my face.“Alright,” I said. “I’ll wait.”“I’ve already started preparing how we’ll frame it for the judge. By the time we’re done, Richard won’t just lose the estate, he’ll be lucky if he walks away without handcuffs.”I leaned back against the leather seat and looked out the window now, the sun casting long, golden shadows across the city streets.“Thank you,

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    Darla's POV“If anything feels off in this apartment, you tell me. Immediately. Even if it’s nothing.”“Yes, ma’am,” she said without pause.I took a bite of the toast. Perfectly crisp.“You’re good,” I said.“I try my best.”Then I waved her off. “You can go.”She nodded once and left the room, steps soft on the floor like she’d been trained to disappear.I ate in silence, thinking. The food tasted good, but I didn’t let myself enjoy it. There wasn’t space in my mind for comfort. Every morning now felt like walking into enemy territory.And just as I reached for my glass of juice, my phone rang.I saw the name.It was Richard.I didn’t move right away. I just stared at it. A part of me wanted to ignore it. Let it ring until it gave up.But I didn’t. I picked up. At least I wanted to hear what the anaconda had to say.“Darla," he called.His voice hadn’t changed. Still smooth. Still lazy. Still full of false calm.I didn’t answer right away.“I heard you won't pull out of the court ca

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  • DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH   Fire

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  • DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH   Threats don’t shake me

    Darla’s POVThe morning after the threat didn’t feel like a morning at all.It felt like a test.I woke up before the sun with my body tense and my mind sharp. My apartment was silent, the only sound that was heard was the low hum of the fridge and the occasional creak of the door. I didn’t dream, I didn’t dare to.I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water, standing barefoot in front of the kitchen window and looking down at the city like I owned it, and like I might need to defend it.The threat from last night still burned in my mind.“You won’t make it to court alive.”They were trying to scare me, but I didn’t flinch, and I wasn’t flinching now. Instead, I sent it to Mr. Adair to find out where the message had come from. I was going to make sure the person paid for it.My phone buzzed and I checked. It was feedback from Mr. Adair.“I’ve looped in a security expert and submitted the threat for federal investigation. We’ll trace it. You’re not alone in this.”My fin

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