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2026-08-12 13:51:43
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MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER Chapter 2
The rain had stopped by the time Eliam’s car rolled through the iron gates of Blackwood Estate. The mansion stood on a hill overlooking the city, its stone walls glowing beneath warm golden lights. To everyone else, it was a symbol of power. To Eliam, it was a prison built from memories. The butler opened the front door before he reached it. “Welcome home, sir.” Eliam gave a short nod and handed over his coat. “Where’s Gabriella?” “In the library, sir. She insisted on waiting for you.” A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. That child had somehow become the only reason this house still felt alive. He walked toward the library, where laughter spilled into the hallway. Gabriella sat cross-legged on the carpet, surrounded by crayons, picture books, and stuffed animals. She looked up the moment she heard his footsteps. “Eli!” She jumped to her feet and threw herself into his arms. He caught her effortlessly. “Someone skipped her bedtime.” She wrapped her tiny arms arou
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Avaline Hart had always believed guilt was something you carried quietly. Not something that waited behind every heartbeat. She stood outside Blackwood International’s towering headquarters, her fingers tightening around the strap of her leather handbag as dozens of employees hurried past. The glass building reflected the gray New York sky, making it look cold and untouchable. Much like the man waiting inside. Her phone vibrated. She didn’t need to check the screen. There was only one person who called from blocked numbers. She answered anyway. “You’ve kept me waiting.” Dante Moretti’s voice was calm, almost pleasant. That frightened her more than anger ever could. “I came as soon as I received your message.” “I heard your meeting with Eliam Blackwood went well.” Avaline swallowed. “It wasn’t a meeting.” “No?” A soft chuckle echoed through the speaker. “His little sister seems to like you.” The words made her blood run cold. He was watching. He always was. “What do you wa
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Eliam looked down at their joined hands. His hand. Avaline’s hand. A simple gesture from a child. Nothing more. But somehow, it felt like Gabriella had unknowingly crossed a line that both adults had spent years protecting. Avaline quickly pulled her hand away. Not because she disliked the contact. Because she felt guilty. Because his hand was warm. Because for one brief second, she forgot who he was. She forgot the Blackwood name. She forgot the mission. She forgot the reason she was standing there. And that frightened her more than anything. “Gabriella,” Eliam said gently. “Yes?” “We don’t grab people’s hands without asking.” The little girl looked confused. “But you both looked sad.” Avaline almost smiled. Almost. Children were dangerous. Not because they could hurt you, but because they could see things adults spent years hiding. “I’m not sad,” Eliam said. Gabriella looked at him. “You are.” His mouth opened. Then closed. Because arguing with a four-year-old was impossi
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Eliam had spent ten years searching for answers. He had searched through police reports, old newspapers, security footage, financial records, and every piece of evidence connected to the night his mother died. But never once had he found a mention of another woman. A woman who was crying. A woman who said sorry. Now, that memory lived inside his four-year-old sister, and he had no idea what to do with it. “Gabriella,” he said carefully. “Can you remember her?” The little girl nodded. “A little.” “What did she look like?” Gabriella closed her eyes, trying to pull something out of a memory that was too big for her. “She had brown hair.” Eliam waited. “She was sad.” “What else?” “She kept saying—” Gabriella stopped. “What?” The little girl looked frightened. “She said she didn’t want to hurt Mommy.” The room became silent. Eleanor slowly stood, and Luca watched her carefully, because that reaction told him something. Eleanor knew more than she was saying. “Grandmother,” E
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER Chapter 2
For a man who had built his life around control, Eliam Blackwood hated moments like this. Moments where the past reached through the walls he had spent years building. He stared at the photograph on the screen. His mother. Elena Blackwood. Beautiful. Elegant. Alive. A woman who had always smiled like she knew a secret the world didn’t. A woman who had been taken from him too soon. The words beneath the image remained: SHE DIDN’T DIE ALONE. His chest tightened because that sentence carried a terrible possibility, a possibility he had never allowed himself to consider. Someone had been there. Someone had seen what happened. Someone had known the truth, and they had stayed silent. “Trace it.” His voice was calm, too calm. Luca knew that tone. It meant Eliam was angry—the dangerous kind of angry. Marcus moved quickly to the security system. “I’m checking the source.” The guards spread throughout the penthouse. Gabriella stood frozen beside the dining table, her little hands holding
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Eliam Blackwood had faced men with weapons pointed at his head. He had sat across from ruthless businesspeople who smiled as they planned his downfall. He had walked into rooms where everyone wanted something from him. But nothing prepared him for the feeling of standing across a crowded school hallway, staring at a woman who might know the truth about his mother’s death.Avaline Hart.The name replayed in his mind. The message from the unknown number burned on his phone screen: The woman standing beside your sister knows exactly how your mother died.He should have confronted her immediately. That was what the old Eliam would have done—the man who trusted nobody, the man who destroyed threats before they became problems. But then he looked at Gabriella. His little sister was laughing and actually laughing—something she rarely did around strangers. Avaline was helping her fix a paper crown that had fallen apart. A simple moment. A normal moment. And somehow, that made him more suspici
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