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Dante's quiet acknowledgement
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Jerome, My body moved before my mind caught up. I shoved the door open. It banged against the wall with a violent crash, the sound swallowed almost instantly by the suffocating darkness inside the room. The impact stung through my shoulder, but I barely felt it. The air inside was thick, stale, carrying the sharp scent of antiseptic and something metallic underneath. The room was pitch black. I could barely make out shapes. The curtains had been drawn tight, blocking out even the faintest trace of hallway light. The machines that were supposed to be humming beside her bed were silent. There was movement near the bed. A harsh scraping sound cut through the silence, followed by the uneven rustle of sheets being dragged violently. Fabric twisted. Metal shifted faintly, as if the bedframe had been jolted. Someone was breathing too fast. Not just fast—panicked. The kind of breathing that bordered on hyperventilation. There was a faint choking sound between the breaths. A beam of
Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife Failed as brothers?
Jerome“The surgery will start around ten tonight. We are hopeful that it will be smooth.”The head surgeon explained at the last-minute meeting before the surgery.I sat at the long conference table without speaking, my hands clasped loosely in front of me, though my fingers kept tightening and loosening without me realizing it. On the screen was Veronica’s CT scan. Her brain in pale layers of grey and white… one wrong move, it’s over.I stared at it longer than necessary, jaw slightly clenched, tongue pressing against the inside of my cheek.The others discussed swelling, risk factors, blood pressure stabilization. Words floated past me without settling. All I could hear were her words from earlier."I don’t want to die hating everyone."My throat felt dry at the memory. I shifted slightly in my seat, my hand rising to rub over my mouth. Veronica had always been the black sheep in our family. The one who constantly dragged our family into the mud.Now she had looked terrified. Small
Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife The terror in darkness
VeronicaSleep did not come gently. It pulled me under in fragments, like drifting through layers of heavy water. The beeping of the monitor faded into something distant, mechanical and hollow. My body felt weightless at first, then strangely alert, as if every nerve was awake beneath the surface of the dream.I started hearing noises, first my mother, gentle and warm, Taylor's cold hum, Jemore's teasing, big brother's laughter, then Yvonne, standing on the stage, giving a speech at the age of twenty, and then..."Mommy!"My heart sank when I saw her, Aurora. And to myself, screaming at her, cursing at her, throwing the food that was barely edible for a child. My throat burned even in the dream. I could see her flinch, her tiny fingers curling into her dress, her lower lip trembling. The guilt was so sharp it felt physical, like something slicing through my ribs from the inside.I realized that I was dreaming. My skin was burning, damp with sweat. Maybe fever. My tongue felt thick. My
Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife Tired
Veronica, The hospital room was too quiet. Not the kind of quiet that brings comfort. This one pressed against my ears, thick and sterile, broken only by the steady rhythm of the heart monitor and the faint hum of the air conditioner. The scent of disinfectant clung to everything. White sheets, White walls and White ceiling. It felt like I had already been erased and replaced by something clinical. The Apron clung onto me like an evidence of my downfall. I couldn't help but smile, knowing that I was going to face the consequences of everything I had done. Jerome stood by the window when I opened my eyes again. His posture was stiff, arms folded across his chest as if he didn’t quite know what to do with them. The daylight slipped through the blinds and fell across his face, highlighting the tension in his jaw. Then he turned, when he heard me slightly moving. “You’re awake,” he muttered,. I nodded. My body felt heavy. Not in pain. Just tired. Tired in a way that went beyond sl
Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife Hire me as your brother
Yvonne,“What? You want me to go with you as your date?”Taylor’s words made me freeze mid-breath. For a second, I wasn’t even sure I had heard him correctly. My fingers tightened against the armrest, and my eyes instantly darted to Dante. The shift in his expression was immediate. His face fell, not dramatically, not explosively, but in that quiet, dangerous way that meant something inside him had been struck.“She is not!” Dante’s reaction was sharp and possessive. It wasn’t loud, but it carried weight. The intensity in his voice made my stomach twist, heat rising to my cheeks before I could stop it.“Why not?” Taylor shot back, equally firm. “You can’t take her like this. It will give Daniel another victim. We can’t risk her safety.”He wasn’t wrong. That was the frustrating part. Right now, I wasn’t on Daniel’s direct list. I was involved, yes, but I wasn’t officially positioned as a threat. He didn't know me. I didn't even know if he had any connection with this soul swapping.A
Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife The truth behind
Dante,The study felt heavier than usual that evening, like the air itself was holding its breath.Taylor stood near the wide desk, one hand pressed lightly against its polished surface, the other loosely holding a glass of untouched champagne that Yvonne had served us. The clear liquid trembled with the tension in his grip.He had always built his life on composure, on control, on knowing exactly how the pieces should fall. Yet even his carefully measured posture couldn’t mask the unease radiating from him now.I kept my own shoulders squared, but I felt the weight pressing down on me just as strongly. Yvonne stood slightly to my side. Despite Taylor's coldness, she remained calm and composed.“You said it was urgent,” Taylor began, his voice even but sharp, his eyes darting between us. “This better not be some assumption you’re running on without proof.”I inhaled slowly, steadying myself. “It isn’t an assumption, Taylor. Veronica’s phone was hacked right after you called me last ni
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