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Genevieve did not rush when she stepped out of the car. Everything about her entrance was deliberate, the slow lift of her heel against the marble driveway, the faint sway of her hips, the quiet authority that seemed to bend the atmosphere around her. The mansion loomed ahead like a fortress, guarded not just by walls and steel gates, but by men who would kill without hesitation if she so much as tilted her head. They were already waiting. Bodyguards lined both sides of the entrance, their posture rigid, eyes forward. The moment she approached, they straightened further, a synchronized motion of respect and fear. “Ma’am.” “Ma’am.” Each greeting followed her like an echo as she walked past them, her expression untouched, her gaze cold and uninterested. She didn’t acknowledge them. She didn’t need to. Their loyalty wasn’t earned through kindness, it was carved into them through power. Her outfit only amplified her presence. A fitted black short gown clung to her body, the fabri
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I step out of the bathroom slowly, the warmth from the shower still clinging to my skin. The bathrobe wraps around my body, soft and thick, but it does nothing to calm the storm raging inside my chest. My fingers tighten slightly around the belt tied at my waist, as though holding it together might somehow hold me together too. My eyes scan the room, searching for him, but Ethan isn’t there. The emptiness hits me harder than I expect. A dull ache settles in my chest, spreading slowly, suffocatingly. I exhale shakily. I don’t want to be angry at him. I really don’t. He didn’t hurt me. He didn’t betray me. If anything, he did the exact opposite. He tried to protect me, to shield me from something he thought would break me and maybe he was right. Because it did break me. My throat tightens. I don’t even understand my own emotions right now. Everything feels tangled, messy, impossible to sort through and it hurts. It hurts so much knowing that my parent is alive. While I live
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Aria’s POV “Aria, please open up.” Ethan’s voice came again, softer this time, almost breaking at the edges as it filtered through the bathroom door, but I didn’t respond. The words felt distant, like they were coming from another world entirely, a world I was no longer sure I belonged to. I sat curled inside the bathtub, my knees drawn close to my chest, my fingers loosely wrapped around them, holding myself together was the only thing keeping me from falling apart completely. My gaze was fixed on nothing in particular, just the blank stretch of tiled wall in front of me. My mind was elsewhere, scattered, overwhelmed, drowning in thoughts I couldn’t organize no matter how hard I tried. Everything inside me felt heavy, like I had been dropped into a life I didn’t recognize, forced to breathe in truths I wasn’t ready to accept. Everything happened in one night. One single night, and my entire existence had been flipped upside down so ruthlessly that I still couldn’t tell which p
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Devi’s knees hit the floor with a dull thud. The sound echoed faintly in the quiet apartment. She was too weak to feel anything. Her body leaned forward slowly, almost collapsing, as her trembling fingers reached out to the frame in front of her. Ethan’s smile stared back at her. Her fingers traced the edge of the glass, dragging downward slowly and lovingly. “I watched you…” her voice came out in a whisper, fragile but laced with something darker beneath. “I watched you love her…” Her lips trembled. Her breathing grew uneven. “I watched you kiss her…” she continued, her grip tightening against the frame. “I watched you choose her…” “I WATCHED YOU LOVE THAT BITCH!” she screamed, the sudden outburst tearing through the silence like a blade. Tears rolled uncontrollably down her cheeks now, her shoulders shaking, her hand slammed against the frame, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she clutched it to herself possessively. “I’ve always loved you…” she cried, her voice dripp
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Aria’s lips parted slowly, but no sound came out at first. The room felt too small for her to breathe, she felt like the walls were closing in on her, squeezing the air out of her lungs as her eyes moved from Ethan to Mr. Morris to Elena. Confusion flickered across her face. “What is she saying?” she asked, her voice barely audible. No one answered her. Ethan inhaled slowly, his jaw tightening like he was bracing himself for impact. Then, without a word, he reached into his jacket and pulled out an envelope, placed it on her palm. Aria didn’t move. “Aria…” He called her softly. “Just look at it." For a second, she just stared at it. Then her trembling fingers reached out to him. Like even touching it might shatter whatever fragile reality she was still holding onto. She took it behind her, Elena’s fingers curled tightly into a fist, her nails digging into her palm as her jaw clenched. “Father,” Elena called sharply, her voice full of irritation. Mr. Morris didn’t look
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“ Answer me, Is it until I plant my baby inside you before you finally believe that I love you?” he said, his voice low, almost rough with frustration. Aria’s breath hitched.Her heart didn’t just skip, it lurched painfully, his words had reached the depth of her heart. “You...you have no idea how scared I am to lose you,” she whispered, her voice trembling despite her effort to steady it. Her fingers curled slightly against his shirt, like she needed something to hold onto. “Do you even know what it felt like there? Not knowing if I’d see you again...not knowing if you were still mine...” Ethan’s expression broke completely. His hand came up slowly, cupping her cheek like she was something fragile, something he had almost lost. “I was losing my mind,” he admitted quietly, his thumb brushing under her eye. “Every second you weren’t with me...every second I couldn’t hear your voice...couldn’t touch you...couldn’t look into your eyes…” He let out a shaky breath. “It felt like s
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Ethan’s POV I watched her cry for her ex-husband, and it didn’t ignite jealousy in me the way people assume it should. It didn’t make my chest burn with insecurity or anger. All I felt was an overwhelming need to take her pain away. Because why not? when she cried like someone who had held herse
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Aria’s POV The drive home was wrapped in silence, the silence pressed against my chest until breathing felt a bit uncomfortable. Ethan didn’t turn on the radio. He didn’t try to fill the space with words like he used to anytime I'm sad, that wouldn’t matter anyway. And I was grateful for that. I
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*Ethan’s POV* I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do, but should I just stand here like a decent man and let another man who's her past, tear into her in front of everyone? Or defend the woman whose trembling fingers are laced through mine like I’m the only thing keeping her upright? Beca
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The kiss started slowly, each movement unhurried. His mouth was warm against mine, his hands cupping my cheeks, his thumbs brushing softly against my skin, stabilizing himself or maybe stabilizing me. My hands tightened into the fabric of his jacket, clinging to him, needing to touch him, despera
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