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Chapter 13: The Doctor's Name
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2026-06-04 19:34:57
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Damien stared at the message for thirty seconds.Then he took Aria's phone, photographed the screen, and handed the device back. "I know someone who can trace the number. Give me twenty-four hours.""You believe there was another person on that beach?""I believe Victor never lies without purpose." He pocketed his own phone. His hand trembled slightly. "If he says someone else watched us, someone else watched us. The question is who."Aria leaned against her car. The morning sun had burned through the grey, but she felt no warmth. "Your father died before the proposal.""Yes.""Marcus was working security at Blackwood Tower.""Yes.""So not them." She pressed her palms against her temples. The headache Dr. Vance warned about had arrived – dull, persistent, located somewhere behind her eyes. "Who else would Victor bring to witness my humiliation?"Damien opened his mouth. I closed it. His jaw tightened.Then his fist slammed against the car roof."I don't know." His voice cracked. "I d
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Damien did not take her to the east wing.Instead, he drove to a building Aria had never seen – glass and steel, shorter than Blackwood Tower, tucked between an art gallery and a restaurant she could not afford. The lobby held one guard, one elevator, and no name on the directory."Where are we?" she asked."My apartment." He killed the engine. "The one Victor does not know about."He led her inside. The elevator required a fingerprint and a code. The hallway held no photographs, no decorations, nothing that suggested anyone lived here. Damien unlocked the door with a key instead of a card.The apartment inside was smaller than she expected. A couch. A kitchen. A single window facing a brick wall. No luxury. No staff. Just a man who had been hiding from his own shadow."You live here?""Sometimes." He walked to the kitchen. Poured two glasses of water. "When I need to disappear. When the other penthouse feels like a tomb."Aria sat on the couch. The cushions sank beneath her weight. D
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