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Chapter 38

作者: Ruby
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Sophia POV

It had been two days since I kissed Damian.

Two days since I’d made that choice

And somehow… nothing had fallen apart.

The kiss was an impulse from my side,. I felt the urge to kiss him, and I acted on it,. It’s not like he hasn’t done the same before,.

But things had eased into something I hadn’t known how to name yet,.

Work felt lighter. Not easier,Hayes Global never became easy—but lighter.

People smiled at me more openly now. Not the tight, assessing smiles I’d grown used to, but
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  • Gilded Hearts   Chapter 38

    Sophia POVIt had been two days since I kissed Damian.Two days since I’d made that choiceAnd somehow… nothing had fallen apart.The kiss was an impulse from my side,. I felt the urge to kiss him, and I acted on it,. It’s not like he hasn’t done the same before,.But things had eased into something I hadn’t known how to name yet,.Work felt lighter. Not easier,Hayes Global never became easy—but lighter.People smiled at me more openly now. Not the tight, assessing smiles I’d grown used to, but warmer ones. Respectful. Curious. Almost… kind.Damian hadn’t reverted. Not even once.No sharp remarks. No icy silences. No invisible walls slamming down without warning.At lunch, he still checked in with me—nothing dramatic, just quiet consistency. A message asking if I’d eaten. A coffee appearing at my desk without commentary. A look across the conference table that lingered half a second longer than strictly professional.Even at home, the atmosphere had shifted too. We haven't kissed afte

  • Gilded Hearts   Chapter 37

    Damian POVThe gates of Hayes Manor closed behind us with a quiet finality,.I watched them disappear in the rearview mirror for half a second longer than necessary before turning my attention back to the road,. The mansion—its lights-, its symmetry-, its authority—felt different tonight,.Not distant.Not oppressive.Almost… earned.Sophia sat beside me, her posture relaxed in a way it hadn’t been when we arrived,. Her coat was folded neatly over her lap-, her gaze fixed on the blur of city lights outside the window,. She looked thoughtful,. Contained,. Unaware of the satisfaction slowly settling into my chest,.Tonight had gone exactly as planned.Better, even.Grandfather hadn’t just acknowledged me—he had validated me. Not as a reckless heir in need of restraint, but as someone capable of responsibility. Of leadership. Of continuity.CEO.The word surfaced again, steady and undeniable.Edward Hayes did not make casual declarations. When he hinted at retirement, when he spoke of

  • Gilded Hearts   Chapter 36

    Sophia POVThe office welcomed me back like it always had, chaotic with lots of pending work aside.My desk was exactly where I’d left it. Same screen. Same files. The same half-finished to-do list that now felt twice as long.A few days away didn’t sound like much on paper, but in practice it meant a backlog that demanded attention without sympathy.I slipped back into routine easily.Emails first. Then reports. Follow-ups I should’ve delegated but hadn’t. Notes from meetings I’d missed, cross-checked against timelines that refused to slow down just because I’d been abroad.This, this was familiar.No unspoken pauses. Just work, structured and predictable, asking only for competence.By the time I glanced at the clock-, it was already past one,.Lunch hour.I barely noticed,.My phone buzzed against the desk-, pulling me out of a spreadsheet,.Damian:Lunch?I stared at the screen longer than necessary,.Lunch?From Damian?For a moment, my mind rejected the message entirely, like it

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  • Gilded Hearts   Chapter 33

    Damian POVI was checking my phone when the elevator doors opened,.I looked up out of habit—nothing more—and forgot how to breathe,.Sophia stepped into the lobby like she belonged there,. Not because of the hotel, or Paris, or the fact that my last name followed hers now—but because she looked settled inside herself. Calm. Certain.The dress stopped me cold.It was a deep, winter red—subtle, elegant, chosen with intention rather than desperation. It didn’t cling or shout. It simply belonged to her-, the kind of quiet confidence that didn’t ask to be noticed yet made it impossible to look away,.Her hair fell loose down her shoulders-, unstyled in a deliberate way-, as if she hadn’t tried to impress anyone—and succeeded anyway,. The makeup was minimal-, soft, enhancing rather than transforming,. She looked… composed. Grounded,. Beautiful in a way that felt effortless,.I hadn’t seen her like this before,.Not even on our wedding day—because then-, I’d been too consumed by my anger-,

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