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chapter34***FAULT LINES
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2026-04-01 04:24:49
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HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter35***THE LIONS ESTATE
Caldwell’s estate sat on the outskirts of the city like a monument to quiet arrogance.Tall iron gates. Long private drive. Trees trimmed into obedient shapes. Security cameras placed with tasteful subtlety that only made them more dangerous.Tiana stared through the windshield as the car rolled to a slow stop a distance away.“So this is where he hides,” she murmured.Vince followed her gaze. “Men like Caldwell don’t hide. They dare you to come close.”Lucas adjusted something on the tablet in his lap. “Security grid is private. Not linked to any public network. I can’t disable it remotely.”Tiana’s eyes didn’t leave the estate. “Then we go in where he doesn’t expect.”Vince glanced at her. “And where is that?”She looked at him. “The front door.”They walked up the drive like invited guests.Tiana’s pulse beat steadily, strangely calm. She wore a simple black dress, hair tied back, expression composed. Vince walked beside her in a tailored suit, every inch the controlled power Caldw
HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter34***FAULT LINES
Morning arrived without warmth.Tiana stood barefoot by the glass wall, watching the city stir awake beneath a pale sky. She had not slept. Every time she closed her eyes, Caldwell’s voice replayed in her mind with surgical calm.I destroyed your family to create you.A pawn.A weapon.A design.Behind her, the penthouse was quiet except for the faint clink of porcelain. Vince set a cup of tea on the console near her elbow. He didn’t try to touch her. Didn’t try to speak.For once, silence felt respectful.She picked up the cup and didn’t drink. “He planned me,” she said, her voice hoarse. “Years before I ever knew his name.”Vince nodded once. “Then we stop reacting to him.”She glanced at him. “And start doing what?”“We make him react to us.”Lucas arrived with a tablet and a tight expression. “I pulled internal logs from Donovan Industries going back five years. There’s a pattern.”Vince leaned over the screen. “Show me.”“Access spikes to executive authorization during times you
HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter33***THE SIGNATURE
Tiana did not speak for a long time.The paper trembled slightly between her fingers, though she told herself it was only the air from the vents above the table. Vince stood across from her, unmoving, his eyes locked on the document as if staring hard enough would force it to rearrange itself into something that made sense.It didn’t.Donovan Industries — Signed Authorization.His name.His signature.The approval that had cleared the demolition crew to erase her home like it had never existed.Tiana’s throat felt dry. “Tell me,” she said quietly, “that this is fake.”Vince’s jaw flexed. “It is.”“That is not what I asked.”He looked at her then, really looked at her, and she saw something she had never seen in him before.Uncertainty.“I did not sign this,” he said carefully. “I would remember a demolition order tied to a residential property. That’s not how my company operates.”She swallowed. “But your name is here.”“I know.”Her chest tightened painfully. For months she had fed h
HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter32***THE FIRST MOVE
The First MoveTiana woke before sunrise.Not because she had slept well — but because her mind refused to rest.The faint grey light creeping through the curtains painted the room in a dull glow. She stared at the ceiling for a long moment, listening to the quiet hum of the city below. Her chest felt tight again, a subtle reminder that her body was no longer keeping pace with her will.But today, that didn’t matter.Today was the first real move against Caldwell.She sat up slowly, steadying herself before standing. By the time she stepped into the living area, Vince was already there, dressed, composed, and watching something on the large screen mounted to the wall.“You look like you didn’t sleep,” he said without turning.“I didn’t,” she replied.He glanced at her then, his eyes scanning her face like he could read everything she wasn’t saying. “You should have.”“I’ll sleep when Caldwell is finished.”His jaw tightened slightly, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he picked up a remote
HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter31***SHADOWS OF THE PAST
The city lights stretched endlessly outside the penthouse window, but Tiana didn’t look at them. Her eyes were fixed on the folder Vince had left open on the desk—Caldwell’s empire laid bare in black and white.Her fingers traced the edges of the documents absentmindedly, but her mind wasn’t on the paper. It was on the night’s events. On Vince. On the way he had carried her through the chaos, his presence unwavering, his gaze never leaving her.She sighed softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. He had saved her—again—but the words he had whispered before, the ones about keeping her alive, echoed in her mind. “I don’t want you to die.”She hated that it made her heart beat faster.The sound of footsteps made her jump slightly. Vince appeared in the doorway, hands casually in his pockets, yet every inch of him radiated controlled intensity.“You’re still awake,” he said.“I couldn’t sleep,” she admitted quietly. “Too much on my mind.”He stepped closer, resting one hand lightly
HIS COLD ADDICTION chapter30***THE EDGE OF EVERYTHING
The night was thick with tension.Tiana stood in the center of Caldwell’s private office, every muscle taut, every breath measured. The dim lighting made the room feel smaller than it was, suffocating in a way that mirrored the fear and anticipation coiling in her chest.Across from her, Ethan Caldwell lounged casually behind his massive desk, his fingers tapping slowly on the polished wood. His smile was smooth, confident—like he already knew he was about to win.“You’re persistent,” he said softly, leaning forward slightly. “I’ll give you that, Miss Solche. But persistent won’t save you.”Tiana’s jaw tightened. “I’m not here to save myself.”“No?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Then what exactly are you here for?”Her eyes narrowed. “To finish what you started. To pay back every life you’ve destroyed.”He chuckled lightly, leaning back in his chair. “Bold words. But you’re standing alone.”She didn’t answer. Her hand brushed subtly toward her bag—a small, hidden recorder Vince had i
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