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2026-11-01 00:40:07
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Loving the Enemy's Heir THE GIRL ON THE COURT
LAVENDER'S POVI ran with speed and I didn't stop until I reached the court.There he was, looking cool as always“Lavender are you nuts? You made me run all the way here”“You are the one who told me he was here and you know how nuts I am about him, so what did you want me to do?”“Fine, fine it's all my fault. You are just in your sophomore year why burden yourself and tie yourself to the likes of one guy”“You won't understand Natalie. I have liked him since I was in high school and he being here is like an intervention of faith”Phyna just stared hopelessly at me. When we first met and I told her about my obsession, she always complained but when she saw that complaining did nothing, she stopped but didn't support me.It was as time went by and she saw my devotion they she finally gave in.I met Phyna at the sophomore party and we hit it up.“I heard they're holding another fresher's party”I kept staring at Lucian, I wasn't interested at all, she noticed“Lucian will be attending
Loving the Enemy's Heir FRIENDS OR FOE
ADRIEN’S POVI woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling and needed a few seconds to remember where I was.Right. The hospital had been deemed unsafe, so my father had moved me to the private residence of an old family friend. The room around me felt older than the rest of the house dark, heavy with the weight of things that had been deliberately left behind by time.It was, if I was honest, a little creepy.Faded brown wallpaper covered the walls, thin cracks that ran like veins across the surface. Near the window stood a large wooden desk, its top scarred by years of use and currently buried under stacks of old documents and files. Behind it sat a tall leather chair that looked more suited to quiet contemplation than actual work. An enormous bookshelf claimed an entire wall, every shelf packed with dusty volumes that probably hadn’t been opened in decades. Heavy velvet curtains blocked most of the daylight, allowing only thin strips of sun to slip through. A large chandelier hung from the ce
Loving the Enemy's Heir THE REALITY
LUCIAN'S POV“Nathan or as he goes by now grew up in the ghetto, we were close, very close just like brothers but we weren't related by any shred of blood at all”He stared at the food before him and looked up at me“Go on”I urged him“We didn't go to school, we were struggling in other words. We stayed at an orphanage, people came to adopt children but didn't even glance out of the way once, then suddenly one day a man came. He drove an expensive car pulled up in front of our orphanage and asked to see Nathan. Nathan wasn't around but he insisted he would sit around and wait for him to get back. Sadly I didn't know that would be the start of Nathan's disappearance”He blinked back tears, this story was painful for him, I was sure about that“You can continue when we check you in”I suggested“No, I don't think I will survive till that time. Just sit and listen to the story”I sat back down. My interest was piqued now more than ever“He asked questions about Nathan and I indulged him
Loving the Enemy's Heir INVESTIGATION 3
VICTOR’S POV“Matteo. I didn’t realize you and Adrien were classmates.”He stood in front of my desk with the posture of a man who understood exactly whose presence he was in.“Back then, sir, I was a complete nobody. It’s only natural you wouldn’t have heard of me.”“Please, sit. Where are my manners?”I gestured toward the chair opposite mine. He took it without hesitation, though the tension in his shoulders remained.“This is a private residence belonging to an old family friend,” I continued. “Having Adrien treated here should be considerably safer than any public hospital. Wouldn’t you agree?”“Yes, sir.”Fear was visible in the way he held himself controlled but present. The observation sat strangely with me. Adrien had never once shown that kind of caution in my presence, not across all these years. Isabella even less so. Either my children were a different species entirely, or something about this young man made him more aware of danger than most.“I’ll get straight to the po
Loving the Enemy's Heir THE INVESTIGATION 2
LUCIAN’S POVI looked through the peephole and felt my stomach drop.Lavender stood on the other side of the door.What the hell was she doing here?I opened it with confusion written plainly across my face.“I know,” she said before I could speak. “You’re wondering why I’m here. Just let me in first, would you?”I stepped aside. She walked past me into the suite, and only then did I remember I was still bare chested. Perfect timing, as always.“Sorry,” I muttered, turning to search for a shirt. Of course every clean one had decided to vanish the moment I needed it.“It’s alright.”Her hands landed on my chest without warning. She traced the lines of muscle slowly, as if something valuable might be hidden beneath the skin.“Why hide a physique like this?”She looked up through her lashes, the glance openly suggestive, and continued mapping my chest with her fingertips in a way that felt far too deliberate.“I’m not trying to hide anything.”I removed her hands and finally located a sh
Loving the Enemy's Heir THE INVESTIGATION
ADRIEN’S POVI finally woke up after what felt like a long stretch of darkness.“Doctor! He’s awake!”A voice rang out somewhere near the door. The room slowly sharpened into focus white walls, the steady beep of a monitor. I turned my head and found Matteo sitting in the chair beside the bed, looking as if he hadn’t slept.“Matteo.”I tried to sit up too quickly. Pain flared behind my eyes and across my ribs.“Oh god, thank the fuck you’re awake. I was so scared.” He reached out, steadying me with careful hands. “Easy.”“How did I end up…?”The question trailed off when another wave of pain rolled through my skull. The concussion still sat heavy behind my eyes.“How you ended up here?” he finished for me.“Yes.”He helped me shift higher against the pillows, adjusting them with quiet efficiency.“You disappeared from the gathering for a long time. I got worried, tried calling, but nothing went through. So I tracked your number and found you unconscious.”I stared at him. I was certai
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