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chapter 51
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Married To My Enemy chapter 51
Grey’s POVNew York again. I was back in this darn city again. Just me, back in my office at 2 a.m, surrounded by over twenty years old case files like they're gonna suddenly rearrange themselves into something that actually makes sense.They never do.I've read this shit so many times I could recite it in my sleep. Autopsy report. Witness statements. Photographs I wish to god I could unsee. And every single time, it comes back wrong. Not sad wrong. Not tragic accident wrong. Just… wrong, like someone handed me a puzzle with pieces from three different boxes and told me to shut up and be grateful it looks like a picture.The report says my mother was drunk off her ass. Says she'd had a "significant blood alcohol content," on top of drugs.. heroin, according to this, and that in her impaired state, she stumbled, lost her balance, and went straight out a fortieth-floor window. The night before her own inauguration ceremony. Like she just decided to get shitfaced and high the one night t
Married To My Enemy chapter 50
Claire’s POVThe familiar, jagged scar on the back of the hand…it was a map of a childhood memory I that i clearly recall. My heart didn't just skip a beat; it stopped, stalled in a chest that suddenly felt too small for the sheer, suffocating terror rushing through my veins. It was Stephano. My brother. He was standing there, aiming a gun at grey. I was supposed to kill grey myself but I’ve been stalling for too long that i almost forgot why i was here and even married to him in the first place. The realization settled over me like a shroud. Stephano was here to finish the task i couldn’t get myself to complete, he was here for no other person but Grey.The gunshots were deafening, a staccato rhythm of chaos that shredded the cool night air. I was paralyzed for a heartbeat. I couldn't let Grey kill him, he was the only family I had left in this godforsaken world. But could I let Stephano kill Grey? Why the fuck was I even hesitating? The logic in my head was a twisted knot. I couldn'
Married To My Enemy chapter 49
Claire’s POVThe morning light hit the penthouse with a brutality that felt personal. It was too bright, too clinical, piercing through the sheer curtains. I blinked against the glare, my limbs feeling heavy, sluggish, weighted down by a mix of exhaustion and a lingering, sick sense of dread that never quite vacated my gut. Beside me, Grey was still out cold. His features, usually so sharp, predatory, and guarded, were softened in sleep, his breathing deep and steady. It was the only time he looked like a human being and not the apex predator who had systematically dismantled my life and somehow managed to make it lively, eventful and …. Beautiful at the same time. I hated to admit it but the past few weeks with him has been the best moments of my lifeI stared at him for a long time, tracing the sharp line of his jaw and the hollow of his throat with my eyes, hating how peaceful he looked. My heart did that familiar, treacherous flip-flop, a reflex I couldn't seem to kill no matter h
Married To My Enemy chapter 48
Claire’s POVThe air in the room didn’t just grow thin; it turned into lead. My lungs were burning, but I couldn’t manage a single, coherent breath. My brain felt like a corrupted file, stuck on a loop of that pop, the sound of a man’s life ending over a fucking insult. Antonio was slumped forward, a ruin of flesh and bone decorating the white tablecloth. The expensive crystal clattered as his weight hit the wood, and the smell of copper…thick, metallic, and nauseating instantly filled the room.Grey didn’t blink, he didn't even twitch. He just stood there, the gun hanging loose in his hand, his eyes scanning the remaining board members like he was checking for more trash to take out. It was as though he didn’t just put an end to someone’s life"Meeting dismissed" he said. His voice was flat, devoid of any adrenaline. It was the tone of a man ordering a coffee, not a man who had just executed someone in cold blood.The remaining board members didn't argue. They scrambled. It was bizar
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 30
Claire’s POVI picked up the knife. The cold metal was sharp, heavy, and sickeningly familiar in my palm. The entire world narrowed down to the training mat, the dull steel in my hand, and the man standing six feet away. Grey was waiting, relaxed, his eyes dark with a mix of anticipation and arroga
Married To My Enemy chapter 5
Grey’s POVI leaned toward one of my guards and murmured, “Check her.”The guard stepped forward and tugged at the collar of her shirt, exposing the smooth line of her collarbone and the upper curve of her chest. My eyes followed the movement without hesitation. If the mark was there, this would en
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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