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Chapter 58 – “What Remains”
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Her mother's lover Chapter 58 – “What Remains”
Scarlett’s POVThe rain hadn’t stopped. It fell in relentless sheets, washing away the blood but not the guilt.I stood there, trembling, the flash drive clutched so tightly in my palm that the metal bit into my skin. Around me, the shipyard was eerily silent again the gunfire only an echo swallowed by the storm.Damien was on his knees, blood seeping through his white shirt, his breath coming in ragged bursts. He looked up at me like a man seeing the end of the world in human form.“Scarlett…” His voice cracked. “Please.”I should’ve run. I should’ve left him there to drown in the mess he helped create.But my body moved on instinct betrayal warring with something older, deeper.I knelt beside him, pressing my trembling hand to his wound. “You’re losing too much blood.”He caught my wrist. “Don’t… don’t do this. You shouldn’t care.”A bitter laugh slipped past my lips. “You’re right. I shouldn’t.”But I did. God, I still did.He flinched as I tore part of his shirt to bandage him, h
Her mother's lover Chapter 58 – “The Meeting”
Scarlett’s POVThe road was slick with rain, glinting like glass beneath the headlights.The time on the note haunted me — 9:00 p.m. — as if every second closer was another heartbeat stolen. I shouldn’t have gone alone, but Damien’s warnings had only made me more certain. If Maria was alive, I needed to see her with my own eyes.The car’s wipers dragged across the windshield in a slow, rhythmic scrape. Every sound felt too loud: the hum of the engine, the whisper of the tires, the pulse in my own throat.The coordinates led to an abandoned shipyard on the city’s edge. Steel cranes towered like rusted skeletons, their shadows slicing across the wet asphalt.I killed the engine and sat for a moment, staring through the fogged glass.No movement.No light.Just the storm, and the ache of my own heartbeat.I stepped out, my boots splashing into a shallow puddle. The air smelled of salt and iron, thick and metallic. Somewhere in the distance, a chain clinked against metal, carried by the w
Her mother's lover Chapter 56 – The Ghost in the Flames
Damien’s POVThe smell of smoke wouldn’t leave me.No matter how many showers I took, no matter how much rain fell, I could still feel it clinging to my skin that acrid stench of burning metal, soaked wood, and everything that once resembled control.It had been three days since the fire.Three days since Maria vanished into the flames.Three days since Scarlett’s scream still echoed in my head, her voice raw with grief as the building collapsed behind us.And I hadn’t slept. Not properly. Not once.The safehouse was quiet now. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that comes after war, the kind that feels like mourning. Scarlett hadn’t spoken much since that night. She’d sit by the window for hours, staring into nothing, her face pale, her hands trembling when she thought no one was watching.But I always was. Watching her.Protecting her.Failing her.I’d failed them both.The rain came again that morning, gentle at first, then steady tapping against the window like an impatient heartbeat.
Her mother's lover Chapter 55 – Bloodlines and Betrayal
Scarlett’s POVThe night felt alive. The air itself was trembling like the city was holding its breath, waiting for something to break.Rain poured in thick, angry sheets as I sped down the highway, headlights slicing through the dark. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. My heart was a hammer in my chest.I shouldn’t have left Damien.But I couldn’t stay. Not after what I saw.Not after hearing the truth.The flash drive burned a hole in the seat beside me. All the secrets my mother built her empire on. All the lies she’d told to Damien, to me, to herself.I wanted to burn it all.I wanted to make her see that she wasn’t untouchable anymore.Every part of me screamed to turn back, to hide, to breathe but rage had already taken the wheel.She had controlled my life for too long.Manipulated everyone around her, shaping the world to her image like some goddess of ruin.Now it was my turn to pull the strings.I reached the old dock warehouse near midn
Her mother's lover Chapter 54: Maria regret After coming back to life
Maria’s POVThe night had teeth. Cold wind whispered through the curtains, carrying the scent of rain and smoke from the city below. I stood at the balcony, staring at the glittering skyline, the same view that used to make me feel powerful.Now, it only reminded me of what I was losing.Scarlett and him.Two names that had come to mean ruin in my life.I’d always believed control was an art something earned, shaped, and protected with care. But control was slipping through my fingers like sand.My reflection in the glass looked older than I remembered. The fine lines around my eyes seemed deeper tonight, shadows pooling where charm used to live. I traced the edge of my wine glass, ignoring the phone vibrating on the counter. I already knew who it was.Damien.He’d been distant for days. The kind of distance that wasn’t about space, but choice. The kind that came with another woman’s name written across his silence.Scarlett.My daughter. My mistake. My mirror.The thought made my thr
Her mother's lover Chapter 53 – The Things We Do for Love
Scarlett’s POVI drove like the devil himself was behind me.The city lights streaked past, neon and rain blending into a blur. My fingers gripped the wheel so tight they ached, but I couldn’t let go. Not until I saw him. Not until I made him see.Maria had lied.She’d orchestrated everything: the doubt, the betrayal, the space between us.And I had fallen for it. Again.When I reached Damien’s building, the night air hit me like ice. The elevator ride to the penthouse felt endless. My reflection in the mirror panel showed someone wild-eyed and furious, a woman who had lost too much to keep pretending she didn’t care.The doors slid open.The penthouse was dark, except for the faint orange glow spilling from the living room fireplace. Damien sat there, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, whiskey glass dangling loosely from his hand.He didn’t look surprised to see me. Just… tired.“Scarlett.” His voice was low, rough, and my name on his lips still did something to me that I hated. “I
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