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81. THE CONFESSORS
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My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 146. THE FIFTEENTH CHAIR
ARIA'S POVThe tin cup of warm spring water trembled slightly in Thomas’s hand as he sat on the cedar bench, his back resting against the sturdy pine uprights of the porch overhang.We had learned his name only moments ago, after David brought out a broad wooden chair from the dining hall the fifteenth seat at the long board and set it near the center of the table where the lantern light was warmest. Thomas hadn't rushed to drink or eat. He held the water in both hands, letting the heat of the earthenware mug warm his stiff, dust-caked knuckles while his eyes drifted slowly from face to face down the length of the board."I walked through the valley three years ago," Thomas said, his voice a low, raspy whisper that sounded like dry gravel shifting in a creek bed. He set the cup down with deliberate care. "Back then, the lower gap was choked with fallen timber and barbed wire. There was a rusted sign nailed to an oak post warning travelers that trespassers would be shot without notic
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 145. THE OPEN ROAD AT EVENING
ARIA'S POVThe blue birch smoke from the forge chimney rose straight and true into the calm twilight, mingling with the sweeter scent of pine log fires starting in the main kitchen hearth. Down in the pit, Kat and Silas were testing the newly oiled bellows, creating a deep, rhythmic breathing sound whoosh hiss, that resonated through the stone foundations of the estate like a steady, artificial pulse.I stood on the upper terrace near the freshly mounted oak wellhead, a dry linen towel in my hands, drying the last of the iron tin cups we had used during the afternoon’s work. Beside me, Theo was resting his heavy elbows on the stone coping, watching the shadows lengthen across the forty green furrows of the south field. The valley was settling into that profound, weightless silence that always accompanied the setting sun, when the birds quieted in the hazel copse and the wind off the crags died down to a faint breeze.Then, down at the curve of the lower track, where the mended grav
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 144. THE LEATHER AND THE BELLOWS
ARIA'S POVThe forge had sat cold since the heavy snows of January, its thick stone hearth dark, silent, and filled with a deep layer of fine grey ash. Down in the pit behind the main workshop, Kat stood with her hands resting firmly on her hips, inspecting the ancient, folded ox-hide of the main furnace bellows with a critical, practiced eye.The heavy leather had dried out severely over the bitter winter months, stiffening and cracking along its flex seams until it hissed uselessly whenever the foot pedal was depressed. Cold air escaped through a dozen hairline fractures instead of rushing toward the hearth, rendering the entire assembly incapable of holding or building a fire."It’s not torn beyond saving," Kat evaluated, running her calloused fingers along the stiff, creased leather flaps. "It’s just parched to the bone. If we fire the forge without oiling and feeding this hide first, the air pressure will split the seams wide open on the first stroke."Silas dropped a heavy wo
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 143. THE HIGH RIDGE AT DUSK
ARIA'S POVBy five o'clock, the afternoon sun had dipped behind the western crags, casting long, violet shadows across the upper pastures and turning the granite peaks above into jagged silhouettes of burning copper.While the rest of the household gathered on the lower porch for cold spring water and freshly baked oatcakes, Theo and I walked up the steep, deer-worn track that led past the cherry orchard toward the high ridge. The grass up here was still cool and thick, holding the damp, sweet scent of early spring, and the rising wind off the northern passes carried the sharp, clean bite of melting snow from the higher timberlines.Theo walked slightly ahead, clearing low hanging pine branches with an easy flick of his wrist. He had swapped his heavy work boots for soft leather moccasins, his broad back moving with that quiet, unhurried strength that had anchored this valley long before the rest of us ever found our way up the road. Every few paces, he would pause to check a broke
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 142. THE UPPER WELLHEAD
ARIA'S POVThe sun was high and fierce by the time Theo, Julian, and David carried the assembled oak timber frame up the winding flagstone path to the upper spring.The structure was deceptively simple four massive posts locked together by deep mortise and tenon joints, secured with hand-carved locust pegs that David had whittled himself down in the workshop. Yet, forged from seasoned white oak, it weighed nearly three hundred pounds. The three men moved in an unspoken, synchronized rhythm, their boots digging into the dry dirt of the upper terrace as they aligned the base over the ancient stone coping."Easy on the south corner," Julian directed, his voice calm and steady as he guided the heavy rear timber. "We need the tenon to drop flush into the original iron shoes before we set the crossbeam."David shifted his grip, his bare forearms corded with strain, sweat glistening on his temples. There was no hesitation in his hands, no frantic checking of angles or reaching for a digita
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 141. THE TIMBER FRAME
ARIA'S POVBy the time the last oat greened the south field, Julian had cleared the long worktable behind the carpenter’s shed to make room for four eight-foot beams of seasoned white oak.The wood had been curing in the high loft above the larder for three summers heavy, dense, and smelling of dark tannin and dry earth. Julian stood at one end with an iron-framed square and a piece of soft carpenter’s chalk, marking out the mortise sockets with crisp, white lines that stood out sharply against the dark timber.David stood across from him, holding an iron drawknife by its turned wooden handles, his fingers feeling the cold steel."What are we building?" David asked, touching the rough, pale grain where the saw had bit into the trunk years ago."A timber frame for the upper wellhead," Julian said, setting his square down with a light clink against the workbench. The old pine surround is rotting at the ground line. If we don't replace it with oak before the autumn rains, the winch wil
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 15. THE NAME ON THE LIST
ELARAI did not let my face change when Lydia said his name.I had spent years learning to hold still while the ground moved underneath me and this was simply the hardest test of that skill I had ever faced.“Silas Thorne helped Victoria make your sister disappear,” I said.“His name is on the list
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 4. THE MAN WHO WATCHES
ELARA’S POV The next morning, I tried to act like everything was normal. I tied my apron and picked up my tray. I told myself I would not think about the note in my pocket and i would not think about the man who gave it to me, or the other man who should not have noticed me but did. The bell abo
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 3. THE GHOST FROM HER PAST
ELARA’S POV The night after the gala, everything felt wrong. I went back to work like nothing had changed. It was as if I had not seen a world that was never meant for me, as if I had not stood in front of a man who looked at me like I truly mattered. But nothing felt the same. The diner smelle
My Billionaire Ex- Husband’s Nemesis 2. THE NIGHT OF COLLISION
ELARA’ S POV The next place I stood felt nothing like home. The Grand Meridian Hotel glowed with wealth and power, and when I stepped inside, I felt like I had crossed into a different world where people like me only existed to serve and disappear. I kept my head down and held my tray steady as I
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