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Dangerous Sparks
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2025-09-22 07:59:38
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His Billion-Dollar Secret Sophia Returns
Amara’s POVSome days, the office felt like a living organism—breathing, shifting, absorbing everyone’s anxiety, and releasing it in small waves.Today, it felt like it was holding its breath.Like all the oxygen had been replaced with something sharper, heavier, waiting.And I knew why the moment the elevator doors opened.Sophia was back.Her heels clicked across the marble like a warning shot. She walked beside a board member, smiling like she owned the place—like she hadn’t nearly blown up the company with forged documents and quiet manipulation that sent us spiraling for weeks.And somehow, everyone acted normal. Like the ghost of a near-disaster wasn’t strutting through the hallway in a designer suit.I froze for half a second, clutching the folder in my hands. She looked exactly the same—sleek ponytail, flawless makeup, that signature red lipstick—but there was something colder in her eyes now. Something calculated.Her gaze swept the room.And landed on me.Her smile didn’t fa
His Billion-Dollar Secret The Perfect Moment
Damian’s POV I’ve handled billion-peso mergers, boardroom battles, hostile negotiations, and executives with egos bigger than skyscrapers. I’ve given speeches to hundreds, stared down investors twice my age, and rebuilt entire departments from scratch. But nothing—absolutely nothing—has ever made my hands shake like the idea of asking Amara to marry me. The velvet box on my desk might as well be a live bomb. “This shouldn’t be this terrifying,” I mutter. And yet it is—because this isn’t business. It’s her. And she matters in ways I spent years refusing to admit. Footsteps pass by in the hallway, and I snap the box shut, slipping it into my pocket. Even hidden, it feels heavy. Like it’s carrying every hope I buried, every longing I tried to suffocate, and every future I didn’t let myself imagine until she came back. The proposal has to be perfect. Not extravagant—Amara doesn’t care about that. I don’t need fireworks or a grand hotel ballroom or a dozen photographers. I just need
His Billion-Dollar Secret A Future She Can Imagine
Amara’s POVThe office feels different today.Not heavy. Not tense. Not stretched to its breaking point the way it had been for weeks.Just… quiet.Ethan’s transfer request was approved this morning. The news slipped through the halls like a soft breeze—small whispers, brief questions, concerned glances.Where is he going?When is he leaving?Is he okay?I didn’t answer any of them.Because I was still figuring out how to breathe in the space he left behind.But the strangest thing wasn’t the emptiness.It was the calm that followed.A quiet that wasn’t painful or uncertain anymore. A quiet that felt like a beginning instead of an ending.Maybe that’s why, when Damian stopped beside my desk at noon and asked, “Want to take a break? ”—I didn’t overthink it.I just nodded.---We end up on the rooftop. Not the dramatic version where people break down or confess life-altering truths… even though we’d done all of that here before.Today, it’s just a place touched by soft wind and kind sun
His Billion-Dollar Secret Ethan’s Goodbye
Ethan’s POVI didn’t expect goodbyes to feel like fading out of my own life.For days, I’ve been drifting through the office like a ghost—quiet steps, quick nods, avoiding anything that lasts longer than a polite exchange. People notice, of course. They always do. They just don’t ask.Except Lydia.She’s leaning against the pantry counter when I walk in, coffee in hand, looking half awake and fully judgmental. Her eyes track me before I even reach for a mug.“You look like someone unplugged your soul,” she says.Classic Lydia.I force a smile that feels thin. “I’m fine.”“Which is exactly what people say when they’re absolutely not fine.”I don’t respond. Lydia watches me for a moment, then sighs into her cup like the weight of my emotional crisis personally inconveniences her.“Just… don’t disappear without telling her,” she mutters.My hand tightens around the mug. “I’m not disappearing.”She hums. “That’s what you think.”She leaves before I can answer, and the silence she leaves b
His Billion-Dollar Secret Peak of the Triangle
Damian’s POVI’m not sure why she chose the rooftop.Maybe because it’s quiet.Maybe because it’s where she goes when she needs space.Or maybe—maybe—because whatever she’s about to say will crack something open, and the open sky feels safer than four walls.Either way, my steps feel heavier with every stride.Because for the first time since meeting her—since arguing with her, wanting her, falling stupidly and recklessly fast for her—I’m preparing myself to lose.When I push open the rooftop door, she’s standing near the railing, arms wrapped around herself, wind tugging at her hair. She looks small, fragile even—but the pull she has on me is anything but.She turns when she hears me. The look in her eyes—uncertainty, guilt, pain—hits like a punch.“Damian,” she says quietly.Just my name in her voice tightens something in my chest.“I came as soon as you called,” I answer, keeping my tone level even though nothing inside me feels steady. “What’s wrong?”She swallows. “I… I need to b
His Billion-Dollar Secret The Choice She Doesn’t Want to Make
Amara’s POVIf someone had told me a month ago that I would be stuck between two people I care about — two people who care about me — I would’ve laughed and said that was impossible.I’m not the type women in stories are modeled after.I’m the “safe” one.The reliable one.The one who fixes chaos, not creates it.But now?Now I am the chaos.Because Ethan’s confession — his quiet voice, his shaking honesty, the way he said It was always you — hasn’t stopped echoing in my chest for a single second.And I don’t know how to carry that.I don’t know how to carry him.---I’ve been floating through the office all day, pretending I’m fine, pretending I can breathe normally even though my heart keeps stumbling over itself.And everywhere I look, I see traces of them.Ethan’s mug still sitting on the pantry counter.Damian’s jacket draped over his chair.They’re both here, everywhere, in ways I never realized mattered until now.And somehow, without meaning to, I’ve become the center of somet
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