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Chapter 95: Borrowed Time
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The morning light in the Steele estate should have been soft, golden, reassuring. Instead, it spilled through the tall windows like an interrogation lamp. Every corner of the house felt sharper, every step across the marble floors an echo too loud. Sierra sat at the dining table with a piece of toast untouched before her, her coffee gone cold.Across from her, Vanessa scrolled idly through her phone, but Sierra could feel her eyes lift, again and again, in quiet assessment. It was no longer the casual glance of a wife or mother. It was scrutiny subtle, deliberate, growing sharper each day.“You’re pale,” Vanessa said suddenly.Sierra’s hand tightened around her mug. “Didn’t sleep well.”“The storm?” Vanessa’s voice was light, but Sierra heard the weight beneath it.“Yes,” Sierra said too quickly. “The storm.”Vanessa hummed, setting her phone aside. “Funny. Damien didn’t hear it either. He slept like a rock.”Sierra’s stomach dropped. She lowered her gaze to the untouched toast, forci
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The storm outside raged with merciless intensity, but it was nothing compared to the chaos twisting through Sierra’s chest. Lightning split the sky, thunder shaking the glass panes of her bedroom window, yet her pulse drowned it all out. She sat rigid on the edge of her bed, blanket coiled around her shoulders like armor, but it offered no safety. Not from the truth that pressed relentlessly against her ribs.The truth had a name. Damien.The door opened with a quiet click, and there he was, filling the threshold with his commanding presence. His green eyes swept over her trembling frame, his expression unreadable. He closed the door behind him, sealing them off from the rest of the house and from Vanessa’s shadow creeping ever closer.“You’re shaking,” Damien murmured, his voice carrying a velvet edge as he crossed the room. He crouched in front of her, tilting his head to catch her downcast gaze. “What’s wrong?”Sierra clutched the blanket tighter, knuckles white. “I can’t do this a
Don't Stop, Daddy Chapter 95: Borrowed Time
The silence in the Steele mansion felt heavier than usual. Not the comfortable quiet of wealth and power, but the silence of something being pulled too tight, stretched to the point of snapping. Sierra walked through the wide marble hallway with careful steps, her pulse thrumming in her ears, every nerve tuned to the faintest sound. She could still hear Vanessa’s voice from last night echoing inside her head sharp, suspicious, demanding. And Damien’s response was controlled, dismissive, but edged with something darker.She hadn’t meant to overhear them. She’d only been standing near the staircase, frozen halfway up, clutching the banister when Vanessa’s words had spilled out: “You’ve changed, Damien. Don’t think I don’t notice.”It had taken every ounce of willpower not to move, not to breathe, not to let her presence give her away. And then Damien’s low, almost silken voice cutting back: “You’re imagining shadows where there are none.”But Sierra knew Vanessa wasn’t imagining things.
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The night after her confession left Sierra hollow and restless. She lay in her bed staring at the ceiling, the faint scent of red silk still clinging to her skin. Every knot Damien had tied seemed to linger on her wrists in phantom pressure, every word he’d drawn from her echoing in the silence of her room. She should have felt relief. Instead, she felt heavier than ever, like her confession had chained her more securely to him than any rope ever could.Down the hall, Vanessa’s steady breathing carried faintly through the walls. Her mother slept, oblivious. Sierra hated her for that ignorance and envied her for it simultaneously. If Vanessa ever knew what had happened in the study that night the whispered truths, the tears, the way Sierra had begged for release it would destroy her. And Sierra wasn’t sure whether she wanted that destruction or feared it.She turned on her side, clutching the pillow to her chest. Damien’s words replayed in her mind: Confession without penance is useles
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The air in the Steele household had grown heavy, dense with unspoken truths. Each glance across the dining table, each faint pause in the rhythm of conversation, carried a weight that none of them wanted to acknowledge. For days, Sierra had felt the pressure mounting, like a storm swelling over the ocean, waiting to break. Her secret no longer felt like something she could hold in the shadows. It had started to choke her, binding her tighter than any rope Damien had ever placed around her wrists.That night, the house was quiet in the way only expensive homes could be thick carpets and long hallways swallowed sound, turning silence into something oppressive. Vanessa had retired early, citing a headache, leaving Sierra and Damien alone in the living room. The fire burned low, casting an amber glow across Damien’s profile as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.Sierra sat opposite him, her bare legs curled beneath her on the velvet couch. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest
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The storm had passed, leaving the mansion wrapped in a brittle silence. The rain had washed the world clean outside, but inside, the air still clung heavy with tension and unspoken truths. Damien stood in his study, staring at the photographs Vanessa had planted in his hands the night before. The images lay spread across the desk, damning and deliberate each one carefully chosen to suggest more than it revealed, each one a weapon forged from shadows.Sierra lingered at the doorway, hesitant to cross the threshold as though the pictures might burn her if she drew too close. She felt Damien’s gaze before he turned toward her, green eyes glinting with controlled fury.“She’s not just documenting us,” he said finally, his voice low, measured. “She’s curating a story. One she can spin however she wants.”Sierra swallowed hard. “Then what do we do? If she shows Mom even one of those…..”“She won’t,” Damien cut in sharply. His jaw was steel, his posture unyielding. “Not yet. Vanessa thrives
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