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The UN Address
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2026-10-27 11:12:38
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His Contract, Her Revenge Returning to the Old District Alley
Chapter 90Bailey's POV"If you move that secondary security team one step closer to the brick archway, you are going to turn a quiet community opening into an armed military checkpoint," I said, my voice sharp against the damp night air.Raven didn't budge. Standing at the entrance of the narrow passage in the Old District, his broad shoulders blocked the glow of the new streetlamps behind him. His dark coat hung open, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, but his grey eyes were cold, scanning the dark shadow of the surrounding rooftops with a fierce, restless vigilance.A sudden, sharp tension flared between us in the cold night. My pulse hammered against my ribs, driven by a wave of raw, unpredictable emotion. For years, I had avoided this specific corner of the city like a cursed grave. This was the exact alley where my old life had shattered into bloody pieces—the dark, rain-soaked dead end where I had caught Gabriel cheating, uncovering his betrayal before he sold me out to Fr
His Contract, Her Revenge The Ten-Year Master Plan
Chapter 89Bailey's POV"If you sign off on a forty-percent profit allocation for clean energy and global medical infrastructure before the board votes on the liquidity reserves, we are going to trigger an immediate shareholder revolt that will wipe out our voting majority by Tuesday morning," I said, slamming the thick financial prospectus down onto the mahogany boardroom table with a sharp, echoing crack.The top-floor boardroom of Crest Tower was freezing, the air-conditioning humming too loud against the glass walls. Standing across the wide table, Raven didn't blink. He kept his hands braced against the polished wood, his tall frame leaning forward, his dark grey eyes locked onto mine with a heavy, unyielding intensity.A sharp, dangerous friction sparked between us. For months, we had moved as a seamless dual force, but this was the line where power met purpose. Forty percent of Crest Holdings' global profits was an astronomical sum—tens of billions of dollars diverted away from
His Contract, Her Revenge Clara’s First Steps
Chapter 88Bailey's POV"If you set her down on that hardwood floor right near the stone hearth before laying down the thick wool rug, she's going to take a tumble the second she loses her balance," I said, my voice cutting sharply through the cozy warmth of the living room.Raven paused, kneeling on the thick Persian carpet three feet away from the roaring fireplace, holding baby Clara gently in his arms. He looked back at me, his dark grey eyes narrowing with a stubborn, quiet resistance that instantly clashed with the relaxed evening mood.A sharp, familiar tension sparked between us in the quiet room. It wasn't a corporate fight or a tactical disagreement; it was the intense, nervous friction of two parents who had spent their entire lives anticipating threats, suddenly paralyzed by the terrifying beauty of a milestone they never thought they’d live to see. For months, every movement Clara made had been tracked, guarded, and analyzed. Now, standing in the middle of our coastal san
His Contract, Her Revenge Fireplace Warmth
Chapter 87Bailey's POV"If you set me down on that rug like a sack of firewood after dragging me through a snowstorm, I am going to make you sleep on the library sofa for a week," I said, a breathless laugh escaping my lips as Raven kicked the heavy oak door shut behind us with his boot.The living room of the coastal villa was an absolute sanctuary of light and heat. A massive cedar fire roared inside the deep stone hearth, casting dancing amber shadows across the vaulted wooden ceiling and filling the air with the rich, comforting scent of burning wood.Raven didn't drop me. Instead, he carried me straight to the oversized cream cashmere sofa parked directly in front of the flames. Slowly, deliberately, he lowered me down onto the cushions, but he didn't step back. His tall frame hovered over mine, his hands braced against the back of the sofa, trapping me in the warm circle of his arms.A sudden, sharp tension sparked between us in the quiet room. My heart hammered against my ribs
His Contract, Her Revenge Snow on the Coast
Chapter 86Bailey's POV"If you think I am walking out into freezing weather without my boots just because you want a romantic stroll through the garden, you have lost your mind," I said, my voice cutting sharply through the quiet stillness of the hallway.Raven stopped near the double glass doors leading out to the patio, his dark coat hanging open over his shoulders. He didn't turn around immediately, but the broad line of his back radiated a stubborn, quiet defiance. "The ground isn't even frozen yet, Bailey. It's just a light dusting. If you stay cooped up inside every time the weather changes, you're going to turn this house into a fortress again."A sharp, frustrating tension flared hot in my chest, clashing with the warmth of the indoor hallway. It wasn't about the boots, and we both knew it. For two hours inside, surrounded by warm laughter, family, and flickering candles, a quiet panic had been building behind my ribs. The snow on this coast was rare—a sudden twist of nature
His Contract, Her Revenge Family Reunion at the Villa
Chapter 85Bailey's POV"If we move the dining arrangement out to the main patio, the draft coming off the ocean cliffs will freeze the roast before anyone takes a bite," I said, setting down a heavy silver tray on the kitchen counter with a sharp clatter.The main kitchen of the coastal villa was buzzing with activity, filled with the savory scents of roasted turkey, fresh rosemary, and warm apple tart. Yet, my chest felt tight with a sudden, frustrating knot of worry. Maya had just arrived and was upstairs helping Evelyn unpack, Viktor was pacing the outer courtyard checking security posts, and the entire holiday gathering felt like a fragile house of cards that one wrong move could knock down.Raven walked into the kitchen, his tall frame instantly cutting through the noise. He was dressed in a casual black sweater with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, but his face carried that unyielding, commanding edge he used in the boardroom."The patio glass is fully sealed, Bailey," Rave
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