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CHAPTER 222
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THE AIR BETWEEN them was tight enough to snap.Nadia stood just inside the room, the door closed behind her, her posture straight and unyielding. Fire light flickered across the walls, casting long, restless shadows that made the space feel smaller, closer, as though the mansion itself were holding its breath. Konstantin faced her from across the room, bare-chested, relaxed in the way only men who had never feared consequences could be.They regarded each other in silence. Not as lovers. Not equals.They were dversaries bound by history, blood, and something far more dangerous than affection.Nadia did not let her gaze linger on him. She kept her expression neutral, controlled, though every instinct screamed at her to remain alert. She had prepared for this moment on the flight home, replaying it over and over until fear dulled into sharp clarity. She knew his habits. His temper. The way he liked to circle before striking like snake with rabies, and just as dangerous. Konstantin til
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THE STEADY BEEP of the heart monitor was the only thing anchoring Emily to the present. White light pressed against her eyelids even when they were closed, the hospital room too bright, too clean, too sterile for the weight sitting on her chest. The faint ache at the back of her skull reminded her she was still healing, that the surgery had been real, that she had survived it—barely. Her head felt wrapped in cotton and painkillers, her thoughts slow but stubbornly persistent.Emily lay half-awake, eyes drifting open and closed, while Keisha sat beside her bed, legs crossed, scrolling through her phone and talking in that soft, forced brightness people used around the injured. She had been talking for a while now, Emily had no idea how long. Time didn’t behave properly in hospitals. Minutes stretched. Hours collapsed.“…and the nurse said if you keep eating like this, you’ll be out of here in no time,” Keisha said gently, setting the phone aside. “You should’ve seen Adam earlier, Em. H
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THE HOUSE WAS stuffy and airtight.That was how Avery felt as she stood in the wide ranch kitchen, sleeves rolled to her elbows, hands resting uselessly on the cool marble counter. The air inside the ranch mansion was too still, as though it were holding something back—waiting for a cue it had not yet received. Sunlight streamed in through tall windows, catching dust motes midair, but even the light felt cautiousAvery tried not to think about it.She focused instead on Mrs. Jackdaw, who was humming softly as she worked at the stove, stirring something rich and fragrant in a cast-iron pot. The older woman moved with the easy confidence of someone who had spent decades in kitchens like this—hands steady, back straight, eyes sharp despite the warmth in them.“You don’t have to stay in here with me, dear,” Mrs. Jackdaw said kindly, glancing over her shoulder. “You look like your mind’s halfway to another country.”Avery smiled faintly. “I think my mind’s been in several countries lately.
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ADRIANO STAYED CROUCHED, staring at the empty space where she’d been. His chest burned. The warmth from earlier, the laugh, the promise of something like a family moment was gone, torn from him in seconds.He pressed his palms to the cold tile, forcing himself up. His jaw was tight enough to crack. Clarance. This was her. It had to be her. She had never cared about subtlety, and now she had her perfect opportunity, a well-placed hand, a fake smile, and a camera flash. Enough to plant doubt in anyone watching. Enough to reach Iris. Enough to reach Avery.She had planned all of this. He was sure she had planted the cameraman there to perfectly capture and "leak" the photos.His phone buzzed again. The sharp vibration cut through the silence of the kitchen. He didn’t even want to look, but he already knew who it would be. His management. His PR team. The vultures who always circled when Clarance’s name and his ended up in the same sentence.Adriano grabbed it off the counter. “What?”“Mr
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THE DAY COULD have started any other way for Adriano. Maybe he would have woken up thinking back on Nana’s words, probably regretting his actions on sleeping with Avery and how it could possibly affect Iris, but no.No, Adriano woke up with a smile on his face and the thoughts of wedding bells in his mind.How great would it be, he thought, to propose to Avery?That night with her was no mistake. He couldn’t see it as one when her face was the first image that came to his mind every morning, and the last before sleep claimed him. Avery Quinn. She had come into his life for Iris, but somewhere along the line she had claimed a piece of him too. He was not a man who believed in chance, but with her, he had stopped questioning.Adriano pulled himself out of bed, his bare feet hitting the cold marble. Sunlight was barely spilling through the curtains, muted and soft. It was a weekend. No boardroom. No suit. No mergers or men in ties calling him “sir” every second of the day. For once, he c
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THE SHRILL RING of her phone made all the women closer to clarance to turn around and look at her. Biting back a curse as embarrassment flooded through her veins, she gave a sheepish smile and walked away, digging into her bag. Without checking the caller id, she answered it and put it to her ear, “Now who the fuck is this?” she snarled without any care of who was on the other side listening.A slight chuckle came through the speakers and a thick Russian accent, “Is this how you speak to people that work for you?”Her back stiffened and eyes widened as she realized who was calling. “You were supposed to have called me days ago.” She said in a fierce whisper.“And say what?” Dmitri asked.Clarance lowered her voice even further and walked away as she spoke, “I don’t know… maybe that the job has been done?”“But the job had not been done a few days ago,” Dmitri pointed out.“I don’t care!” Clarance wanted to scratch out her eyes from the frustration. The Russian assassin was really pull
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