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The Predator Across The Room
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Married To The Ruthless Billionaire The Predator Across The Room
Lucian felt the shift in the air before he saw him.The low hum of conversation dipped, a ripple of attention cutting across the ballroom. Lucian followed the current, his gaze narrowing until it landed on the one man who had no business being here.Ethan Cross.Smiling, glass in hand, as if he owned the room.Lucian’s grip on Amara’s waist tightened unconsciously. She stiffened at his side, and that was all the confirmation he needed. Ethan hadn’t just crashed the luncheon—he’d come for her.The cameras loved it. He could feel their lenses turning, hungry for the triangle they wanted to turn into scandal. Lucian’s jaw ticked once, hard enough that his teeth ached.“Stay close to me,” he murmured, his voice low but edged with steel.Amara’s answering silence stung more than he cared to admit. Her mask held—chin high, smile faint—but Lucian knew her well enough now to see the tremor beneath it. She wasn’t looking at him. She was looking anywhere but at Ethan.And Ethan knew it.
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Amara sat at her vanity, the morning light spilling across the marble floor, catching the glittering beads of the gown laid out for her. Silver silk, custom-tailored, as flawless as the image Lucian wanted her to project.Her hands stilled on the fabric. It was beautiful. It was suffocating.A knock at the door broke her thoughts. It wasn’t the polite rap of a servant—it was firm, deliberate. Lucian.“Come in,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt.He entered without hesitation, his gaze sweeping over her in the dressing gown, then to the untouched gown on the chair. His brow lifted slightly. “You’re not dressed.”Amara turned to face him, meeting his gaze head-on. “Because I’m still deciding if I want to be paraded in front of another room full of cameras.”Lucian stepped closer, his presence filling the space. “This isn’t a choice, Amara. It’s strategy.”She laughed softly, but there was no humor in it. “That’s all I am to you, isn’t it? Strategy. A move on a chessboard
Married To The Ruthless Billionaire Restless Shadow
The mansion was quiet, too quiet.Amara lay in bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling, the silk sheets cool against her skin. Yet no matter how still the night was, her mind refused to rest.Lucian’s words echoed in her chest like a drumbeat: If I don’t stand in front of him, he’ll take you piece by piece until there’s nothing left for me to hold.She had walked away from him, but the heaviness of his voice clung to her, slipping under her skin. For all his control, for all his pride, she had seen it—the flicker of fear in his eyes.Her throat tightened. Fear not of losing a battle, but of losing her.And still, it wasn’t enough.She turned on her side, curling into herself, clutching the pillow as if it could quiet her thoughts. But the silence only gave space for another voice to slip in. Ethan’s.With me, you won’t be hidden. You’ll be Amara.Her pulse quickened. She hated how the memory of his words lingered like a forbidden touch. She hated even more that part of her wante
Married To The Ruthless Billionaire After The Storm
The flashes still behind Amara’s eyes as the town car door slammed shut. Silence wrapped around them, heavy after the chaos of the ballroom, but it didn’t soothe her. Her chest rose and fell too quickly, her fingers trembling against the leather seat.She pressed a hand to her temple, trying to steady her breath. All she could hear was Lucian’s voice echoing over the crowd—This is my wife.The words should have felt like protection, like a shield against the wolves. Instead, they felt like chains tightening around her ribs.Lucian sat beside her, still as stone. His jaw was clenched, his gaze fixed out the tinted window, but his hand remained on her thigh a silent brand, as much a claim as the declaration he’d made to the world.Amara wanted to push it away, but her strength faltered. The memory of Ethan’s smirk across the ballroom pressed against her mind, poisoning her thoughts. He hadn’t looked defeated. If anything, he had looked… patient.She swallowed hard. “You shouldn’t
Married To The Ruthless Billionaire Into The Lion’s Den
Amara hadn’t even had time to breathe after leaving the hospital before Lucian cornered her.The black town car waited at the curb, its engine a low purr. Lucian stood beside it, immovable, his expression as sharp as the city skyline behind him.“You’re coming with me,” he said, no preamble, no room for argument.Amara clutched her bag tighter against her shoulder. “Lucian, I just spent the entire day with my mother. I’m not—”He opened the car door, his gaze cutting into hers. “The press won’t wait for your comfort. Neither will my board.”Her breath caught. She hated how easily he could turn her world into obligation. “This isn’t about me, is it? It’s about appearances.”“Appearances keep vultures from circling,” he said flatly. “And if you don’t want Ethan’s whispers to grow into headlines, you’ll stand beside me tonight.”The mention of Ethan’s name sent heat to her cheeks, anger and guilt colliding in her chest. Lucian didn’t know about the call, about the words that still l
Married To The Ruthless Billionaire The First Strike
Lucian Hale never acted on impulse—not in business, not in war. But tonight, impulse burned like acid in his blood.He stood by the black sedan waiting outside the hospital, the city’s night air cutting sharp against his skin. His driver opened the door, but Lucian waved him off, choosing instead to linger in the shadows, thinking. Calculating.Ethan’s smirk replayed in his mind, each curve of it a taunt, a declaration. She’s not yours. She’s not anyone’s.Lucian’s jaw clenched. Ethan thought he could twist Amara’s doubts into something more. He thought her silence meant weakness, an opening to exploit. But Ethan didn’t understand: silence wasn’t surrender. And if Amara ever truly tried to walk away—Lucian would burn down every wall she thought she could hide behind.He pulled out his phone, dialing a second number this time. One his assistant wouldn’t question, one tied to the side of his empire most people pretended didn’t exist.“Mr. Hale,” came the voice on the other end, respe
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