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Gravity and Touch

ผู้เขียน: Orah Ataboh
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The cockpit door burst open with a resounding crash, the violent motion throwing a figure hard against the metal frame. The impact was severe enough to vibrate through the entire forward galley. For one terrifying, breathless second, Zariel’s heart leapt into her throat; she thought one of the pilots had been violently ejected from the flight deck.

Then, the emergency lights flickered weakly to life, casting a grim, blood-red glow across the cabin and painting the interio
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  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   Elodia's Quiet Rebellion

    Gerald's office hadn't changed in the fifteen years Elodia had been coming here, dark wood and low lighting designed to make enormous decisions feel smaller than they actually were, and she'd chosen it specifically because he'd assured her, once, that nothing said inside these walls ever left them."I'd like to discuss restructuring the Blackwood Family Trust," she said, keeping her voice level, businesslike, the voice she used for decisions she'd already made and simply needed executed. "Specifically, I want to identify and sever any accounts connected to a particular external holding entity."Gerald, the family's longtime financial advisor, older now than Elodia liked to admit to herself, folded his hands on the desk with the parti

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   The Boy He Used to Be

    Julian had told himself he was simply being thorough, cross-referencing old personnel files for any trace of the man calling himself the Handler, a reasonable precaution for a man who'd started, very late and very badly, to wonder exactly how much he'd actually agreed to.He had not expected to find his own name.The archive room smelled like dust and old toner, boxes of records nobody had digitized properly stacked floor to ceiling, and he'd been at it for nearly three hours before he found anything worth the effort, fragments of old security contracts, half-legible invoices, nothing that resolved into a clear picture of who Dorian Beletus actually was or who had ever paid him.Then he found the file, old, buried t

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract    Found Him

    Silas had chosen a small, unremarkable coffee shop three neighborhoods from anywhere either of them normally went, a corner table already claimed, two files sitting closed in front of him when Kaelen and Zariel arrived just past seven that morning."You dropped the signal last night," Kaelen said, sliding into the seat across from him, urgency still humming under every word after a night spent unable to reach him. "Two words and then nothing for eleven hours, Silas.""I am aware of how that looked. I apologize for the alarm it caused." Silas did not open the files yet, his hands resting flat on top of them, the particular stillness of a man making certain of his own conclusions before he handed them to anyone else. "I needed the night to verify what I had found.

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract    Aftershocks

    Martha stood in the middle of the study looking like a woman who still wasn't entirely convinced the room wouldn't turn on her again, hands folded in front of her, eyes flicking occasionally toward the door as though some part of her hadn't yet accepted that nobody was coming through it to take this moment away."I want to say this plainly, so there's no confusion later," Zariel said, sitting across from her with Kaelen beside her, the whole arrangement deliberately informal, no lawyers, no board liaisons, nothing that might make this feel like one more room deciding Martha's fate for her. "Your position here is fully restored, effective immediately. Full back pay for every day you were suspended. And starting today, a private security detail for you and Dominic both, for as long as either of you wants it."

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract    Behind the Kitchen Doors

    Halden Provisions operated out of a modest commercial unit on the unglamorous edge of the warehouse district, the kind of unremarkable building Merlin had learned, over twenty years in this line of work, to trust the least.He had spent most of his career learning to read buildings the way other people read faces, and this one told him nothing except that someone had worked very hard to make sure it told him nothing. No signage beyond the required minimum. No cameras visible from the street, which itself was unusual enough to note. A business that wanted to be forgettable, and had succeeded at it for five years running."Nice place," his second, a quiet, thorough operative named Ochoa, murmured, surveying the darkened parking lot from the van's front seat. "Almost too nice for a company this sma

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   Turning the Trap

    "It needs to be specific enough to be worth verifying," Zariel said, pacing the length of the study while Kaelen and Silas both watched her work through the problem out loud, "but not so specific that it actually endangers anyone if it leaks further than we intend.""A location," Silas said. "Somewhere plausible, tied loosely enough to existing rumors that it reads as confirmation rather than fabrication.""A secondary vault." Zariel stopped pacing. "We already know they're obsessed with Vault Seven. What if there's a second one they don't know about yet. Something smaller, offsite, holding whatever didn't fit in the first."Kaelen considered it, turning the idea over with the same careful weight he gave everything. "It would need a location. Something that exists, that could withstand a cursory check without collapsing immediately.""The old records facility in Meridian Heights," Silas offered. "Decommissioned two years ago, still technically own

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   The Boardroom Inspection

    The private executive dining room on the top floor of the Sterling Global Tech headquarters was an exercise in high-stakes psychological warfare. The long, polished mahogany table was surrounded by the city’s most conservative, traditional old-money investors, their faces masks of unyielding judgm

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   Daylight Assistant, Nighttime Bride

    "You look like you got run over by a fleet of corporate shuttles," Maya whispered the next morning, sliding a tall, insulated cup of double-shot espresso onto Zariel’s desk. She kept her eyes fixed on the elevator banks, her fingers nervously adjusting her trendy claw-clip.Zariel didn't answer imm

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   The Penthouse Rules

    The private elevator opened directly into the main living room of Kaelen Sterling’s ultra-luxurious penthouse, and Zariel’s first instinct was to look for a thermostat. The space was immense, an architectural marvel of polished concrete, floor-to-ceiling tinted glass, and minimalist steel, but it c

  • No Escape from the Billionaire’s Contract   Signed, Sealed, and Terrified

    The transition from executive assistant to billionaire bride didn't happen with a lavish celebration or a romantic gesture; it happened with the cold, militaristic efficiency of a corporate asset liquidation.By nine o'clock that evening, Zariel found herself standing in the bedroom of her cramped,

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