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chapter 46
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2026-07-06 23:14:53
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Married To My Enemy chapter 47
Claire's POVThe private jet still didn't feel real, even hours in. I kept running my hand over the leather armrest like it might disappear if I stopped touching it. First time I'd ever flown anywhere in my life, and here I was skipping straight past coach, past first class, past everything, into some obscenely quiet cabin that smelled like money and citrus. I should've been thrilled. I was thrilled, honestly, but under it there was this dumb little ache because this wasn't a vacation. It was a business trip wearing a vacation's clothes, and I couldn't help wishing it was the other way around.The flight to Mexico City was smooth, almost insultingly so, like even the turbulence knew better than to mess with Grey.By the time we landed and slid into the private car waiting for us, I'd already glued my face to the window like some kid on a school trip. The city rolled past in color — vendors shouting over carts, string lights strung between buildings that had clearly seen better decades
Married To My Enemy chapter 46
Claire’s POVI dragged my heels across the marble entryway of the estate, my head throbbing in time with the steady, dull pulse of exhaustion. It felt like I’d been running a marathon through a minefield for the last forty-eight hours. My skin felt tight, my nerves were frayed to a snapping point, and the sheer weight of pretending to be a competent, mourning, grieving, and ambitious widow was starting to make me physically ill.Felix was out, of course. Two days. He’d spent a grand total of forty-eight hours in the "system," and I used that term loosely. "Jail" for a De Luca didn't mean concrete floors, lice-ridden blankets, or the constant threat of violence. It meant a private room, high-thread-count sheets, and guards who treated him like royalty waiting for their king to reclaim his throne. Being influential in this city wasn't just a perk; it was a get-out-of-jail-free card that rendered the law completely fucking useless. Seeing him waltz back into the fold like nothing happene
Married To My Enemy chapter 45
FELIX’S POVMy mother stood there, her body stiff as a board. For a heartbeat, the silence was so loud it made my ears ring. She looked like someone had just ripped the floorboards out from under her, her eyes darting around the small, sterile room as if looking for an exit that didn't exist. She’d spent her whole life curating this untouchable, regal image, and in ten seconds, I’d turned it into a pile of ash."You’re hallucinating," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The confidence that usually radiated off her like heat was gone, replaced by a frantic, jagged edge. "You’ve been through a lot today, Felix. You’re confused. You’re talking about things that don't exist."I didn't answer. I just watched her. I didn't need a confession anymore; her terror was louder than any admission she could have sputtered. I’d spent years wondering if my gut was lying to me, if I was just projecting my family’s inherent rot onto her, but the way her hands were shaking told me everything I need
Married To My Enemy chapter 44
Felix’s POVThe air in the dining room didn’t just grow thin; it turned into poison. I sat there, paralyzed, watching my mother’s face. She didn’t look like a parent. She looked like a viper that had just finished constricting its prey. The words "I tipped off the police" kept echoing in my skull, a rhythmic, maddening pulse.She’d just handed Leah a life sentence on a silver platter.I didn’t say a word. I couldn't. The fury was vibrating in my bones, making my vision swim. I shoved my chair back, the screech of wood against the marble floor sounded like a scream and I was on my feet before the echo even died. I had to get to her. I had to drag her out of that warehouse before the police gets to her first.I turned to bolt for the door, but my mother was faster. She moved with that predatory grace she’d perfected over decades of social climbing and backstabbing. She slammed her palm against the doorframe, blocking my exit, her expression twisting into a mask of desperate, performativ
Married To My Enemy chapter 43
Claire’s POVI hated this job.I hated the paperwork.I hated the meetings.I hated the constant feeling that everyone around me knew exactly what they were doing while I was just pretending not to drown. My desk was a fucking graveyard of files and legal bullshit. Ever since I took this office, my life has been one long, soul sucking marathon of paperwork I barely understand. It had only been a few weeks since I officially took over, but it felt like I'd aged ten years. Nobody warned me that running a criminal empire involved this much fucking paperwork. Or maybe they did, and I just hadn't been listening because I'd been too busy fantasizing about revenge.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my eyes.The worst part wasn't even the workload. Alto keeps me just close enough to keep appearances up, but he makes sure I’m always at arm's length. He didn't trust me. Not really because why would he? Grey and Felix were his sons. They shared his blood.Me?I was just the woman who happened
Married To My Enemy chapter 42
Claire’s POVThe silence after that kid’s prediction was heavy enough to crush a man. My heart was slamming against my ribs, and I could’nt tell what was going through grey’s mind. He finally broke the tension with a low, mocking nod. "Interesting," he muttered, his voice cold. He bent down until he was eye-level with the kid "Do your parents know you're running this little fraud business, or do they just get a cut?"He clearly didn't believe a word of it, but the weight of what he just said was sitting in my gut like a lead weight. I couldn't be here anymore. The air felt thin, like I was suffocating."I’m cold," I lied, pulling my arms around myself. "I’m done, Grey. Can we just go home?"He took one look at me, my pale face, the way my hands were trembling, and he nodded. He didn't argue. He shrugged off his suit jacket, draped it over my shoulders, and tossed a wad of cash onto the kid's table anyway.The drive back was an agonizing, suffocating silence. I stared out the window, w
Married To My Enemy chapter 2
Claire’s POVAs Grey's cruel words echoed in the room, my eyes blurred with tears, and a sob escaped my trembling lips. Grey's indifferent gaze remained fixed on me as I broke down, crying uncontrollably. My cries grew louder, echoing in the room, but Grey seemed utterly unaffected. He crossed his
Married To My Enemy chapter 1
Claire’s POVI quickened my pace, struggling to catch up with my dad. He was way too fast, and he didn’t bother turning back to see if I was still following him or if I had failed to keep up.“Dad, wait for me!” I called out, scrambling to fix a hairpin that had come loose in my ginger hair.“Clair
Married To My Enemy chapter 4
Grey’s POVI headed straight for the bathroom the moment I got home. It had been a long night, and the scent of fresh blood still clung to my skin.I wasn’t complaining.There was something almost ceremonial about washing Frederick’s blood from my hands. I had imagined this night for years — the ni
Married To My Enemy chapter 3
Claire’s POVBack to presentI was about to head in when something caught my eye. The Italian tattoo on the side of his neck.Grey De Luca. My supposed fiancé… or ex-fiancé. Sometimes, I wished we were still engaged.He was putting on a black suit, holding a black briefcase. Fuck, if I said I didn’
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