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Chapter Thirty
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Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Thirty two
ELENA POVDamien's grandmother found me in the library two nights after Marcus's confession, the same room where I still spent most of my evenings, though the chair across from mine had stayed empty for weeks now, a fact I tried not to dwell on every time I sat down."You've been quiet lately," she said, settling into a seat near the fire without waiting for an invitation. "Quieter than grief usually allows for.""I'm handling it the best way I know how.""Are you." She studied me for a long moment, something calculating behind her sharp eyes, though it no longer carried the coldness it once had. "I've buried a husband, Elena. I know exactly what real grief looks like on a person's face, and I know what it looks like when someone is simply very good at performing what everyone expects to see."My stomach tightened, and I chose my words carefully, unsure how much she'd already guessed. "What are you trying to say?""I'm saying I don't believe my grandson is as dead as everyone in th
Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Thirty One
ELENA POVThe board approved my appointment faster than I expected, though I suspected fear drove that speed more than confidence in my abilities. By then, word of the sabotage had leaked through the company, then careful whispers in hallways that stopped whenever I walked past, and I understood that most of the staff were simply relieved someone had finally taken action, regardless of who that someone happened to be.My stepmother didn't come to the office again after my father quietly informed her of the board's decision. I heard through secondhand accounts that she'd retreated to the house they still shared, though for how much longer that arrangement would last, none of us seemed to know yet.I was three weeks into the job, buried in contracts I was slowly rebuilding one relationship at a time, when Marcus appeared in my office doorway without an appointment, without so much as a knock, dismissing my assistant with a look sharp enough that she retreated without waiting for my perm
Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Thirty
ELENA POVI spent the week after Marcus's visit doing something I probably should have done months earlier. I called an old classmate from my business courses, a woman named Priya who now worked in forensic accounting, and asked her, carefully, without explaining too much, whether she might look at some records for me as a favor."What kind of records?" she asked."My father's company. I think someone's been moving money where it shouldn't go."She agreed without asking too many questions, which I appreciated more than she probably realized, and three days later she called back with a voice that told me, before she even said a word, that whatever she'd found was worse than I'd expected."Elena, this isn't recent," she said. "Whoever's been doing this has been at it for years. Small transfers at first, easy to miss, routed through shell accounts that don't connect to anything obvious unless you know exactly what you're looking for. It gets bolder around the same time some of your fath
Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Twenty Nine
ELENA POVThey found the ring three hours later, once the fire had burned itself down to something the investigators could finally approach without risking their own safety. One of Damien's men brought it to me still warm, wrapped in a handkerchief as if it might still hold heat from the flames, and the moment I saw it, the careful performance I'd been holding together since the dock finally cracked wide open.I didn't have to force the tears after that. They came on their own, ugly and uncontrollable, and somewhere in the middle of that grief, real in every way that mattered even though I knew the truth, I understood that Damien had asked me to do something far crueler than simply lie to the people around me. He'd asked me to grieve a man who wasn't actually gone, and there was no version of that request that didn't cost something real.The funeral happened four days later, a somber affair held at the estate itself, the same rooms that had hosted our wedding now dressed in black ins
Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Twenty Eight
ELENA POVMarcus pulled me through a narrow corridor stacked with old crates, gunfire echoing behind us in short, sharp bursts that made my whole body flinch with every one. He didn't speak, didn't explain where we were going, just kept moving with a grip on my arm that had gone from threatening to something closer to desperate."This way," he said finally, shoving open a door that led out into the cool night air, the smell of the harbor thick around us. "There's a car. Antonio's supposed to be waiting.""Whose side are you actually on right now, Marcus?""Mine," he said, and for once the answer sounded honest rather than self-serving. "I never wanted this to go this far. Carlo promised me territory, respect, everything my father never gave me. I didn't ask what it would cost until it was already too late to say no."We didn't make it to the car.Two of Damien's men rounded the corner first, weapons raised, and for one terrifying second I thought they might not recognize me in the dar
Married to my Fiancé Uncle Chapter Twenty Seven
ELENA POVTwo weeks passed with nothing more dangerous than tension, long enough that the guards at the gate started to feel less like a warning and more like furniture, and long enough that I let myself believe, foolishly, that Carlo's plan might have stalled entirely. Damien never let his guard down the same way. I noticed it in small things, the way he checked his phone more often than usual, the way he stopped reading aloud some evenings, simply sitting with a book open and unread in his lap while his mind clearly worked through something he wasn't ready to share yet.The fashion program hosted its final showcase of the semester on a Thursday evening, a bigger event than the last one, buyers and press from outside the city this time, and I'd insisted on attending despite Damien's obvious reluctance. Two of his men came with us, positioned near the entrance and the back exit, close enough to reach me quickly, far enough to let me move through the room without feeling like I was o
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