The Hidden File

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• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   The King Falls

  Julia — First-Person POVThe name sat on the page between us.

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   Richard's Last Move

  Julia — Fi

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   What the Fire Took

  Julia — First-Person

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   Without a Name

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• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   The Country Estate

  Julia — First-Person

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   The King's War

  Alan—POVNobody slept.Nobody even tried.The mansion had become a battlefield headquarters overnight.Security teams filled the lower floors.Phones rang constantly.Screens displayed maps, surveillance feeds, and financial records connected to Blackwater.But none of that mattered.Because my son was gone.And every second he remained in that man's hands felt like a knife twisting deeper into my chest.I stood in front of the massive monitor wall, staring at the frozen image of Julia's father.

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   After the Storm

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   The Final Resolution

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   Justice and Confessions

  Julia — First-Person POVThree days after the proposal, Alan could sit upright without assistance.He made it sound like a minor administrative update — mentioned it the way he mentioned everything he considered beneath acknowledgment, with the flat brevity of someone who had decided the fact didn't

• Fake Heiress, Real Desire   Shattered Boundaries

  Julia — First-Person POVThe gunshot still echoed in my head.Not loud anymore.Just distant.Like my body refused to believe it had actually happened.Smoke curled through the apartment in thin gray ribbons. Broken glass glittered across the floor beneath the dim lights, sharp enough to cut throug