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Chapter 13

作者: Anna Stac
last update 公開日: 2026-06-15 03:49:56

Elena's POV

I did not sleep just lay in the dark with the city glowing faintly through the curtains and I turned Alexander's words over and over in my mind until they stopped sounding like words and started sounding like the ground shifting beneath everything I thought I understood.

His brother Daniel dead. And Damien was the reason.

He had not said more than that. After he told me there was a long silence and then he said quietly that it was late and we would talk more when the time was rig
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    Elena's POV We did not talk in the car. Alexander said he wanted to tell me everything properly, sitting down, not rushed, not half explained in the back of a security vehicle with Marcus politely pretending not to listen from the front seat. We went to his apartment instead, and he made tea, the same careful, deliberate gesture he had made the night of the envelope. We sat across from each other at the kitchen table while the city settled into its late evening quiet outside the window. "Two nights ago," he said, "Marcus told me Damien met with someone privately. The person was wearing a mask. Not a disguise. An actual mask, plain, featureless, deliberate. Whoever it is wanted to stay completely unknown, even to the people being paid to keep secrets." I sat very still, my tea going untouched in my hands. "I did not tell you," he continued, "because I did not have anything solid yet. A mask and a feeling, nothing more. I told myself there was no point frightening you over s

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 32

    Alexander's POV I was still on the ice, going through the last set of drills before the coach finally called practice, when my phone buzzed against the bench where I had left it. Three missed calls already stacked up by the time I reached it. Elena. I called back before I had even finished pulling off my gloves, my heart already moving faster than the skating had managed to make it. She answered on the first ring, her voice shaking in a way I had not heard from her in weeks, not since the night of the envelope on her pillow. "Elena. What happened?" "A man," she said, the words coming out fast and a little broken. "On the street, near the bakery. He knew my name. He said Damien sent him. He knew about the security gap, Alexander. He knew exactly when no one is watching." My blood went cold, the rink and the locker room and everything else falling away entirely. "Are you hurt?" I asked, already moving, already grabbing my bag, skates still on, not caring how strange I

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 31

    Elena's POV Alexander did not come to the bakery that evening. He had a late practice that ran longer than usual, something about the coach adding extra drills before an important game, and he had texted me twice already to apologize for it, the second message including a small, slightly awkward attempt at a joke about the coach that did not quite land but that I appreciated anyway for the effort behind it. Miss Clara left at six, the way she always did, calling out a cheerful goodnight as she pulled the door shut behind her, leaving me alone in the warm, quiet space to finish the closing routine I had grown to genuinely enjoy. Wiping down the counters. Checking the ovens were fully cooled. Counting the register slowly, the small satisfaction of an honest day's work settling into my shoulders. I did not think much about being alone. It had become ordinary by now, these last thirty or forty minutes most evenings, just me and the quiet hum of the refrigerator and the soft orange

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 30

    Damien's POV Pavel came to my office himself this time, no calls, no careful intermediaries, which told me before he even sat down that he had something he considered worth the risk of being seen walking through my building. "We have a full picture now," he said, sliding a thin folder across my desk. "Her schedule, the bakery's hours and the security patterns around both locations." I opened the folder slowly, savoring it the way I savored very little else these days. Photographs. Timestamps. A typed summary in clean, clinical language that turned my wife's entire life into something measurable, something I could finally hold and study instead of simply raging against from a distance. She opened the bakery at six most mornings, alone, the older woman, Miss Clara, typically arriving closer to seven. St. James usually came by sometime after his morning practice, anywhere between eleven and one, depending on the team's schedule. The security detail Marcus Reyes had assembled

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 29

    Elena's POV There were two more security cars outside the bakery the next morning than there had been the day before. Alexander, when I asked him about it over coffee, gave me an answer that was technically true and somehow still felt like it was missing something. "Marcus likes to rotate the patterns," he said, not quite meeting my eyes the way he usually did when he was being fully honest with me. "Keeps things unpredictable. It is routine." "It did not feel routine yesterday," I said. "There was one car parked outside all afternoon while we were eating lunch." "That probably was routine," he said. "I would not read too much into it." I looked at him for a moment longer than the conversation strictly required. The same small prickling instinct I had felt weeks earlier with the lease rising again, quieter this time, easier to push down because I genuinely did not have anything concrete to hang it on. A car parked outside. Extra security. Things that, on their own, meant a

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    Alexander's POV Marcus called me at eleven that night, after Elena had gone home to her own apartment again. The easy good mood of the afternoon at the bakery still sitting warm in my chest when my phone lit up with his name. "I need you to look at something," he said, no greeting, which told me immediately this was not going to be a small thing. "Send it." A series of photographs landed in my messages a moment later. A gray SUV, parked at slightly different angles across three separate images, clearly taken at different times but unmistakably the same vehicle. One image showed it parked across from the bakery, the angle suggesting it had been taken from inside another car parked further down the block. Another showed it near Elena's old apartment building, the one she had stopped using regularly but still kept the lease on. A third, the most unsettling of the three, showed it parked outside the small grocery store two blocks from my own building, where Elena had taken to

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    Elena's POVThe word hung in the air between us.Divorce.I had said it. Actually said it. Out loud to his face.And for a long, terrifying second, Damien just stared at me. Like the word didn't compute. Like his brain needed extra time to process the fact that his quiet, patient, always-waiting wi

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    Elena's POVI sat on the floor, my trembling hand still pressed against the cheek that stung badly from the slap Damien gave me.Georgina let out a soft whimper, remaining on the floor, clutching her leg dramatically as tears shimmered in her eyes. Looking up at Damien, she appeared fragile and bro

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    Elena's POVDamien and Georgina disentangled from each other the moment they noticed me standing at the doorway. For a second, nobody moved. I stood frozen in place, staring at them while confusion flooded every corner of my mind.Why had Damien been holding her like that?My eyes remained fixed on

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