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Chapter 57: I had the talk with my sister
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2026-11-02 22:00:11
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Dear EX Chapter 65: Damien leaked our sex tape!!!
Nina’s POVThe grey light of 5:00 AM bled through my sheer living room curtains.I lay in bed, watching Roman silently pull his heavy black sweater over his head. In the dim room, every movement of his broad shoulders was quiet, deliberate, and smooth. The chaotic war of the Blake empire was waiting for him outside that door, but for the past few hours, none of it had touched us."You don't have to leave yet," I whispered, my voice thick with sleep as I pulled the sheet up to my collarbone.Roman froze for a second. He turned toward the bed, his dark grey eyes softening as he walked back over to my side. He knelt on the carpet, reaching out to stroke a stray lock of hair away from my forehead."Victoria's security grid resets at six sharp," Roman rasped softly, his deep voice sending a familiar ripple of heat down my spine. "If I'm not in my quarters when the guards do the physical sweep, she’ll lock down the proxy votes before noon."I let out a soft sigh, resting my cheek against hi
Dear EX Chapter 64: "Ride me, Nillie."
Roman’s POVThe apartment door clicked shut behind me, sealing out the cold, the rain, the cameras, the estate, and the entire weight of the Blake empire. For the first time in two weeks, I could breathe.And then Nillie looked at me.She stood in the soft amber glow of that small living room, her dark hair slipping from that loose clip, her oversized grey sweater hanging off one bare shoulder. She looked exhausted. She looked fragile. But her eyes—those big, expressive eyes—were burning with a warmth that nearly brought me to my knees."Roman..." she whispered, her voice cracking like she didn't believe I was real.I crossed the room in two long strides.My hands found her face, cupping her jaw as I pulled her up onto her toes and crashed my mouth against hers. The kiss was desperate and messy and perfect. Her small hands flew up to grip the soaked leather of my jacket, pulling me closer, like she was afraid I'd vanish back into the storm.Her lips parted against mine, and a soft, br
Dear EX Chapter 63: Sneaking out to see my girl
Roman’s POVI stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of my study in the West Wing, a crystal tumbler of scotch sitting untouched on the mahogany desk behind me. Rain poured down the heavy glass, distorting the bright yellow security floodlights that illuminated the courtyard below.Down on the East Wing driveway, a sleek black sedan pulled to a stop.The rear door opened. Damien stepped out first. He looked infuriatingly whole—wearing a fresh navy coat, his hair combed back to perfection, his chin tilted high. There wasn't a single trace of the steel handcuffs that had locked around his wrists two weeks ago.Then he turned, reaching back into the car to offer his hand.Amelia took it. She stepped out onto the wet cobblestones, wearing a long beige wool coat that draped softly over her six-month bump. She didn't look broken anymore. Her face was locked into an unshakeable, stone-cold mask of composure."Look at them," Ethan muttered from the leather armchair across the room, his laptop
Dear EX Chapter 62: My sister is back home with her husband
Nina’s POV"Nillie! Nillie, slow down, please!" Marcus yelled, his sneakers squeaking on the wet pavement as he ran after me down the street.I stopped near the curb, my phone still pressed tight to my ear, my chest heaving with fast, shallow breaths."Roman, are you listening to me?!" I cried into the receiver, tears stinging my eyes. "Damien is going to be furious! He’s cleared of all those charges now, and he’s coming straight for you!""Let him come, Nillie," Roman rasped through the speaker, his deep voice deadly quiet. I heard the faint rustle of papers and the click of his office door closing. "He bought off his assistant to stay out of a cell, but he hasn't won anything. The board locked the interim chairmanship to my name yesterday. He can't undo that with a press conference.""He doesn't care about rules, Roman!" I pleaded, wiping a hot tear off my cheek with the back of my coat sleeve. "You put him in handcuffs on live TV! He’s going to try to strip Apex from you, or—"Befo
Dear EX Chapter 61: Two weeks later, Damien Blake got released!!
Nina’s POVThe rain hit my apartment window in long, heavy sheets, matching the dull, hollow ache in my chest.For three days, my living room had been completely silent. My box of belongings from Blake HQ sat untouched in the corner near the kitchen counter—my silver desk nameplate, my notepad, and my favorite coffee mug looking like relics from a past life. Victoria’s security team had delivered it right on schedule, exactly as promised.I sat on the edge of my small sofa with my legs pulled up to my chest, a cold mug of chamomile tea held between my hands. The television screen mounted on the wall flickered with bright lights and moving banners.BREAKING NEWS: BLAKE GROUP EMERGENCY BOARD DECISION.The broadcast cut live to the grand press room at Apex headquarters. The room was packed shoulder-to-shoulder with journalists, camera crews, and flashbulbs going off like a blinding storm. Victoria Blake stood at the center podium, her posture straight as an arrow, wearing a sharp navy su
Dear EX Chapter 60: Victoria Blake knows our secret, she fired me and broke us up!!
Nina’s POVThe heavy entrance door of the East Wing slammed shut with a sharp, echoing BANG that vibrated straight through the high ceiling.Amelia was gone.My legs completely gave out beneath me. I collapsed onto the cold marble floor of the foyer, my knees hitting the polished stone as a broken, ragged sob tore out of my throat. Tears blurred my vision into a mess of smeared light and shadow. The room spun around me. Everything we had fought for—every secret we kept, every sacrifice Roman made to stop Damien—had just cost me the only sister I had ever known."Nillie," Roman rasped softly.In less than a second, he was down on his knees right beside me. He didn't care about the sharp glass scattered across the rug. He didn't care about his custom charcoal suit coat getting dirty on the dusty floor.His broad, strong arms wrapped tightly around my shaking shoulders, pulling me flush against his warm chest. He drew me in until my forehead was buried right in the crook of his neck, his
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