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Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 82- Shatter Point
DOMINICThe sound of glass never used to bother me.It used to mean order—the crisp clink of whiskey against crystal, the polished edges of a world that made sense.Now it meant something else.Something broken.I came back to the hotel ballroom, it had been swept clean hours ago, but shards still glittered across the floor under the spotlights—tiny fragments catching light like dying stars.“Sir, we found the source of the breach,” a voice said behind me. It was Carter, my head of security. Efficient. Composed. The kind of man who’d take a bullet before he’d take a breath.I didn’t look at him yet. I was still staring at the stage, where hours ago, champagne had flowed and flashbulbs had gone off like fireworks. Now, the place reeked of smoke and adrenaline.“Talk,” I said finally.“The blackout wasn’t an accident,” he said. “Someone triggered the breaker from the service hall. We traced it to an external signal—likely remote access. The cameras went down for ninety seconds.”Ninety
Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 81- Reflections
BROOKLYN The drive back felt like a blur.Flashes of red and blue lights danced across the tinted windows, chasing each other through the darkness as the police cars stayed behind at the hotel. But even with the distance, I could still hear it—the chaos, the shouting, the shrill rise of sirens, and the unmistakable crash of glass when someone dropped a champagne tower in the dark. The world had descended into panic, and yet, here inside the car, everything was too still. Too quiet.And I could still feel his hand around mine.Dominic hadn’t let go once—not when the lights flickered back on, not when the security teams rushed in, not even when the cameras outside tried to capture the picture-perfect image of the calm billionaire couple leaving early. His hand had stayed there, firm and grounding, as if he was anchoring me—or maybe himself.He looked calm on the outside. Every inch of him composed, jaw set, eyes forward, posture straight. But I could feel it—the quiet tension running t
Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 80- Calm and Chaos
DOMINICIt had been three days since that night.Three days since she cried in my arms.Three days since she stopped fighting me—but hadn’t quite forgiven me either.We weren’t the same. But we weren’t strangers anymore.Now, the silence between us didn’t feel like ice. It felt… heavy. Careful. Like neither of us wanted to break whatever fragile truce we’d built.She’d stopped avoiding me, though.That was something.We ate breakfast together that morning—quietly, politely, with Elliot filling most of the silence. He’d asked about the gala that night, excited about seeing “famous people” and “fancy clothes,” and Brooklyn had smiled for the first time in days. It wasn’t much. But it was enough to make the room feel a little less cold.By the time afternoon came, the house was alive with motion—stylists, event staff, security teams checking their comms. The gala was supposed to be my company’s statement to the world: a reassurance that Blackwell Industries was unshaken. Untouched.A lie
Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 79- What Remains
DOMINICThe house had gone quiet again after breakfast—too quiet for comfort, too quiet to think.I told myself I was working, staring at the numbers on my laptop until the rows blurred together, but really, I was just hiding. Every file I opened turned into her face in my head; every headline that flashed across my phone felt like another accusation I deserved.I tried coffee. Then whiskey. Neither helped.The guilt sat in my chest like a stone. I’d spent the morning convincing the board that everything was under control, that the leak was exaggerated, that the merger would survive. And maybe it would. The company would recover. It always did.But I wasn’t sure I would.When I finally left the office, the hallway was dim. Evening light bled through the tall windows, painting the marble floors in amber streaks. I passed Elliot’s room—quiet, door half-closed—and kept walking until I heard it.Her voice.Faint, from down the hall.At first, I thought she was talking to herself. Then I h
Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 78- Fault Lines
DOMINICMorning came, but it didn’t feel like one.I hadn’t slept. Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her — Brooklyn — standing there last night, her face crumbling in silence after the words I’d thrown at her.You’re nothing without the name I gave you.I’d said worse things in business.But never something that felt like it tore through me the moment it left my mouth.The house was quiet now, unnervingly so. Usually, there’d be the faint hum of the espresso machine, or Elliot’s cartoons playing in the background. But this morning… nothing.I left my office around eight, my head pounding from the whiskey and the guilt I refused to name. The smell of coffee drifted down the hall, pulling me toward the kitchen before I could think twice.And then I stopped at the doorway.Brooklyn was there.Her hair was loose, slightly messy — not in the way it used to be when she cared, but in that defeated, sleepless way that said she hadn’t even tried this morning. She was sitting acros
Married To My Arrogant Billionaire Enemy Chapter 77- The Quiet Between Us
BROOKLYNI left the room before he could decide whether to stop me or let me go.The sound of the door clicking shut behind me felt louder than it should have.And just like that, the silence was his — thick, heavy, and familiar.The kind that lingers in this house long after the fighting stops.I kept walking, even though my legs felt weak. Anger, exhaustion, sadness — they all tangled together until I couldn’t tell which one hurt more.He’d apologized.But apologies don’t fix the things you said when you meant them. They don’t unbreak what’s already cracked.By the time I reached the stairs, my throat was burning, but I didn’t look back.I went upstairs, though I couldn’t bring myself to pass his wing.Instead, I stopped outside my room…in the east wingThe one with neatly folded sheets and too much space.The one that doesn’t smell like him.I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the phone on the nightstand for a long time before finally picking it up.Riley.My thumb hovered o
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