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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: THE COLD SHIFT.
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LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: THE COLD SHIFT.
TWO DAYS LATER I checked my watch for the third time in as many minutes, the second hand crawling across the face with deliberate slowness, as I stood at the main entrance. Fifteen past nine.Shit.I usually left the house by eight, gave myself that buffer hour to walk the floor at the office, check in with the department heads, review the overnight reports before the chaos of the day began. But not today. Today I was standing here like a glorified chauffeur, waiting for a brat who couldn't be bothered to show up on time.Adrian had made it clear last night over dinner. You teach him the business. Guard him through everything until he can stand on his own. The words had come out smooth, almost casual, as if he were asking me to water his plants while he was away on holiday. But I knew what he meant. He wanted me to transfer everything in my head to his son, to shape Lucian into a copy of himself, to hand over the keys to the empire I'd spent fifteen years learning to dismantle.Th
LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER TWENTY: TAKE HER PLACE
CEAL After that morning confrontation I didn’t get to see Lucian again all through the day. I stayed busy with work and never found a chance to check on him. By the time evening finally arrived and I had finished everything, I asked around and was told he had left the company that morning, muttering cursed words under his breath. “This guy,” I groaned, fingers digging into my hair as I handed my briefcase to the driver waiting beside the car. He accepted it without a word. I slid into the back seat while he started the engine. “Are we going anywhere tonight, sir?” he asked. “No. Just take me to the estate,” I said. He nodded and pulled away from the building, the car speeding off into the fading light. As we drove farther, Lucian’s image suddenly crossed my mind again. Our confrontation earlier… should I be worried, or should I treat it as nothing more than a simple threat? Yet it felt like he had actually meant every word. I told myself I shouldn’t waste energy on the threat its
LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER NINETEEN: THE CHALLENGE OF THE HEIR
CEAL The files were already stacked in uneven towers by the time I reached my desk. My secretary had done her best sorting them by priority, but the sheer volume made my temples throb before I'd opened the first folder. I pulled my glasses off and pinched the bridge of my nose, letting the pressure build until the ache subsided to something manageable. But one thing kept ringing in my head. The way Lucian had changed. Not overnight—over two nights. After the incident, after I'd left him in that clinic and walked back to the mansion, I hadn't seen him, since then, until Adrian called me last night, his voice carrying that particular weight he used when he'd already made up his mind. He wanted to put Lucian in a position at the company. Starting Monday morning. Fine by me. And I would be his aid for the time being. I flipped a page, forcing my eyes to track the dense paragraphs of contract language. My fingers moved faster now, trying to make up for the lost hours. Then I heard i
LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: THE COLD SHIFT.
TWO DAYS LATER I checked my watch for the third time in as many minutes, the second hand crawling across the face with deliberate slowness, as I stood at the main entrance. Fifteen past nine. Shit. I usually left the house by eight, gave myself that buffer hour to walk the floor at the office, check in with the department heads, review the overnight reports before the chaos of the day began. But not today. Today I was standing here like a glorified chauffeur, waiting for a brat who couldn't be bothered to show up on time. Adrian had made it clear last night over dinner. You teach him the business. Guard him through everything until he can stand on his own. The words had come out smooth, almost casual, as if he were asking me to water his plants while he was away on holiday. But I knew what he meant. He wanted me to transfer everything in my head to his son, to shape Lucian into a copy of himself, to hand over the keys to the empire I'd spent fifteen years learning to dismantle.
LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: SHATTERED MEMORIES
LUCIAN My eyelids were heavy, weighted down like someone had pressed stones against them, but I managed to pry them open anyway. The light hit me first, white and sharp, and I squeezed my eyes shut again as a headache bloomed behind my temples. A groan escaped my lips, low and ragged, scraping past a throat that felt lined with sandpaper. "Lucian?" My father's voice. It's so firm, familiar, cutting through the fog that had settled over my brain. I forced my eyes open again, slower this time, letting the light filter in gradually until the world stopped swimming. And there he was. Adrian Frost, sitting beside my bed, his graying temples catching the fluorescent glow, his mouth set in that familiar hard line that meant he was holding something back. Behind him, another figure. A man, standing in the corner of the room, his features blurry at the edges of my vision. Something about him tugged at the back of my mind, a thread I couldn't quite grasp. "Father?" The word came o
LOVE AND DEATH CHAPTER SIXTEEN: A FAINT PULSE
CEAL I collapsed onto the bed the moment I stepped into my quarters, the cotton sheets shifting under my weight as if they, too, were too tired to hold me. Exhaustion pressed down like a second skin, but even as my body sank into the mattress, a cold certainty coiled in my chest: this was only the beginning. I had to brace myself for what was coming.It had been years— long, aching years—since I’d started planning this. Planning how to avenge my father, how to destroy Adrian Frost, the man who thought I was too broken, too beaten down to ever fight back. But what the fuck was that man thinking? My fingers massaged my jaw as the old anger stirred, hot.He came to my father’s house when I was old enough to understand, killed him in cold blood, and dragged me off to live as a trophy in his gilded cage. He made me work tirelessly under him, without hope, without tomorrow. Did he think I didn’t see what he did that night? Did he think I was too young to remember the blood, the screaming,
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