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From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 110
Grey."Carol," I whispered, my voice low but steady. "You stay out here. Be on guard. If anything goes wrong or someone comes out we need to know."Carol gave a tight nod. She was nervous, I could see it in the way her fingers danced on the grip of her handgun but I trusted her to handle things.Bryce stood beside me, adjusting the straps of his backpack. He was breathing faster than usual, and I didn’t blame him. This wasn’t some street brawl. We were walking straight into the lion’s den, and Camilla... God, Camilla was somewhere inside."I'm going in first," I said, voice like steel. "You stay on me. No sudden moves. No loud noises. We don’t get a second chance if they catch us."Bryce nodded, but I could already see the sweat glistening on his forehead.We slipped through a side gate Carol had found earlier, half-busted and loose on the hinges. Every step I took, my muscles coiled tighter, ready to spring. I kept my Glock drawn, eyes flicking from shadow to shadow as we crept into
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 109
Grey.I was sitting on the edge of the hard bench, staring down at the floor, trying to keep calm. My wrists rested on my knees, and I breathed slowly—like my therapist had taught me. One breath in, hold it, let it out. Repeat. Keep from spiraling.The officer’s shadow fell across the bars.“You’ve got visitors,” he said, unlocking the gate with a sharp click.My head jerked up. Visitors? Before I could say a word, he stepped inside and clipped the cuffs around my wrists.“Standard protocol,” he muttered.I didn’t protest. My thoughts were already racing. Camilla. Please let it be her.He led me down the hall. My boots scuffed against the concrete, each step heavy, each second dragging. We turned a corner, and I caught a glimpse through the narrow window of the visitation room. My breath caught.Bryce. Carol. And my lawyer. And obviously Camilla was not here.As soon as I was seated, I leaned forward. “Where is she?” My voice was low but tense. “Where’s Camilla?”Bryce shifted uncomfo
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 108
Camilla.I woke up to the sharp beeping of my phone, persistent and shrill. Grey’s arm was still draped over my waist, heavy and warm, his breathing deep and steady against the crook of my neck. Morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting the room in a soft glow.But something about that beep… it wasn’t a regular message alert.I reached out, fumbling for my phone on the nightstand, and when my fingers wrapped around it, I felt a sudden, inexplicable dread curl in my stomach. My screen was flooded—texts, notifications, missed calls.I clicked the first video, and my blood ran cold.Benjamin. Lying in a pool of his own blood. Dead.“Oh my God…” I whispered, my hand flying to cover my mouth.It wasn’t just a video. It was everywhere. The media, social feeds, conspiracy blogs, spinning stories at lightning speed. My heart slammed against my ribs.The captions said it all:"Benjamin Walker found dead in mysterious circumstances.""Alexander Grey rumored to be the prime
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 107
Julia.I stared at the contract papers on the coffee table, the words blurring together like smoke. My ears still rang from the sound of the boardroom gavel, echoing Camilla’s voice as she announced the takeover. Hostile acquisition complete. Just like that, everything I had worked for was gone."She played me," I whispered, the bitter taste of betrayal crawling up my throat. My hands trembled. I pushed myself up from the couch and stumbled into the kitchen. My mother, Georgina, hadn’t said a word since she saw the photo an hour ago. She stood by the window, staring out like a statue carved from rage and disappointment.I poured two glasses of water, one for her, one for me. My heart thudded in my chest like a war drum as I walked over to her. "Here," I said softly, offering the glass.She turned slowly, eyes bloodshot, lips pressed into a thin line. I could see it in her gaze, that seething disappointment, the kind that pierced deeper than any insult."You idiot," she spat, snatching
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 106
Julia.Black.Everything was black. Then light. Voices… muffled, far away.“Miss Easton! Julia! Can you hear me?”I felt something warm nudging my shoulder. The world slowly came back into focus. My vision stung. My head throbbed. My limbs felt like they were filled with sand.“Wha—” I croaked, trying to sit up. “What happened?”My driver, Carlos, was leaning over me with panic smeared across his face like paint. “You fainted. You passed out cold. I was about to call for help.”I blinked hard and rubbed my temples, trying to ground myself, but when I looked out the car window, I froze.People. Everywhere.A swarm of bodies pressed close to the car, their faces twisted in rage. Phones held high. Shouts echoing through the glass. Signs. I couldn’t read them all at once, but a few burned into my brain.THIEF.JUSTICE FOR THE PEOPLE.EASTON = FRAUD.I sucked in a sharp breath. “What the hell?”Carlos looked terrified. “They found out, Miss. The embezzlement. The ledgers. The story went na
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 105
Julia.I hated how hot it was today. Even in my best silk dress, I could feel sweat prickling under my arms, but I smiled anyway. Cameras were everywhere, and I could already hear Ivory’s voice echoing in my mind “This is how it starts. This is how you build public love. And before you know it, you're so famous and powerful.”I adjusted the hem of my dress and gave a nod to my camera guy, Brian.“Get this angle,” I told him, crouching slightly to hug one of the kids in front of the donation banner. “Make sure you capture their smiles. Not just mine.”He gave a thumbs-up and kept snapping. I patted the boy’s head gently and handed him the backpack full of supplies. He lit up, his grin wide, missing teeth and all.Ivory and the other club members flitted around me, all draped in pastels, all cooing and posing like porcelain dolls for photos. The charity center buzzed with laughter and camera shutters. I waved over Brian again.“Post the group pictures. Caption it something warm… maybe s
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