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The Puppet’s First Dance
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28.03.2026 03:34:48
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Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake Sibling Rivalry and Blood Pacts
Chapter 177"That was exactly what I was trying to do, Jasper! Didn’t your precious research show you that?" I thundered the words, my voice cracking under the weight of my rage. I lunged against the leather straps, ignoring the way they bit into my wrists, ignoring the fire spreading from the wound in my back. I wanted to wrap my fingers around his throat and squeeze until his smug expression turned blue.Jasper didn't even flinch. He didn't blink. He just sat there in that velvet chair, crossing one expensive leg over the other, the picture of absolute, terrifying serenity."By playing Rai Kirov?" He tilted his head, his voice a cool splash of water on my burning skin. "Please, Evelyn. You may be many things, a liar, a survivor, a tragic heroine but you aren’t a coward. And only cowards hide behind a mask to attack. Just look at Yamelyan; he spent years playing Caleb Knight, even a chef and a nanny and look where that caution got him. It’s a loser’s game.""I did what I had to do
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Resurrection of a Ghost
Chapter 176The shadow moved closer, the flickering lightbulb casting jagged patterns across a face I had buried under a thousand layers of trauma and new identities.My breath hitching, I felt the phantom weight of old textbooks and the scent of cheap university coffee. The man standing before me wasn't a memory; he was a breathing, lethal contradiction to everything I knew about my past."Jasper Kitonio?" I blurted out, the name tasting like ash and disbelief. I shouted it, my voice echoing off the damp concrete walls, desperate to shatter the nightmare. This was the boy who sat in the back of the lecture hall. The one who struggled with basic macroeconomics. The one we all thought would fade into some middle-management oblivion."Yes, Aurora," he said, his voice smooth as aged bourbon, devoid of the stutter he’d had at twenty. "The one and only.""But..." I shook my head, the movement sending a flare of agony through my neck. "How? Jasper, you... you were...""What?" He stepped f
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Echo of a Dead Name
Chapter 175The world was not gray. It was a blinding, sterile white that burned the back of my eyelids. I was running, my feet hitting a floor that felt like glass, smooth and unnervingly cold."Leo! Luna!" I screamed, my voice echoing back at me, multi-layered and hollow.They were right there. Standing just twenty paces ahead. Leo was holding Luna’s hand, his small back straight, his shoulders squared in that protective way he always had. They were walking toward a horizon that didn't exist."Stop! Please, stop! Mommy’s here! I’m right behind you!"I lunged forward, my fingers inches from the hem of Luna’s pink jacket. But the harder I pushed, the further the floor stretched. It was an accordion of space and time, mocking me. They didn't turn. They didn't even flinch at the sound of my voice."Leo, please! Look at me!"I tripped, falling onto the glass, and as I reached out one last time, a jagged bolt of lightning, pure, white-hot agony shot through my spine. The white shattere
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Ashes of a Mother
Chapter 174 The world did not end with fire or fury. It ended in the brittle snap of frost beneath my knees as I dragged two small, impossibly still bodies into my arms. The forest held its breath. No birds. No wind. Only the crushing silence that pressed against my ribs until every inhale sliced like broken glass. I rocked them, Leo and Luna the way I had a thousand nights before, when nightmares came and small hands reached for me in the dark. “Leo, baby…” My voice was a ragged whisper, already fracturing. “It’s so cold. Why are you sleeping in the dirt? You know Mommy hates when you ruin your coat.” I pulled the silk handkerchief from my pocket, the one I’d stolen from Volkov’s cursed house, and scrubbed at the mud on his forehead with trembling fingers. Back and forth, back and forth, as if cleanliness could summon breath. “There. All clean. See? Now you can wake up. We’ll go to that little bakery you loved, the one with the warm chocolate croissants that melt on your tongue
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Butcher’s Bed and the Mother’s Grave
Chapter 173 The steam in the master suite’s bathroom was so thick it felt like a shroud. I stood under the spray, the water scalding, yet I couldn't feel the heat. My skin was flushed a violent red, but inside, I was a block of arctic ice. I am marrying the man who wants my children dead, I thought, the realization clawing at my throat. I am sleeping in the bed of the monster who burned my life to ash. I gripped the marble ledge of the shower, my knuckles white. A sob threatened to rip through my chest, but I choked it back. Don’t cry. If you cry, the salt will show on your face. If you cry, Viktor will smell the weakness. I forced myself to breathe. I finished the shower, dried my skin with towels that felt like sandpaper against my raw nerves, and applied cream with robotic precision. I slipped into a silk nightdress, black, like a funeral and felt the weight of the burner phone hidden in my folio. Vibration. My heart nearly stopped. I scrambled for the bag, pulling the device
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake Mother’s Suspicion
Chapter 172The declaration hung in the air, vibrating against the crystal chandeliers like a physical blow. Leonid looked as though I had reached across the table and personally slit his throat. His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Behind him, Nikolai and Dimitri sat like statues, their forks hovering over empty plates, paralyzed by the sudden shift in the family’s tectonic plates.Viktor, however, let out a low, purring sound of satisfaction. He didn't move to touch me, not yet but his energy expanded, filling every corner of the room until the Kirovs looked like small, flickering candles in a gale-force wind."There you have it, Leonid," Viktor said, his voice smooth as silk. "A union born of choice. Your daughter has more vision in her pinky finger than you’ve had in thirty years of leadership.""You... you didn't even consult me," Leonid finally choked out, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and genuine terror. "Rai, you cannot be serious. This is Volkov. You use
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Five-Minute Mercy
Chapter 22Caleb’s POVThe silence in the boardroom after the heavy mahogany doors swung shut behind Evelyn was deafening. It was the sound of a vacuum, the air of my life being sucked out of the room. The other nine fallen kings were scurrying out, clutching their bruised egos, whispering about li
Zuletzt aktualisiert : 2026-03-20Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The New York Return
Chapter 19Evelyn’s POVNew York doesn’t forgive.It remembers.It remembers every empire that rose too fast.Every king who mistook momentum for permanence.Every man who believed the skyline belonged to him simply because his name was once etched into glass.The city greets me the same way it alw
Zuletzt aktualisiert : 2026-03-19Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Search for the Truth
Chapter 17Caleb’s POVGrief is supposed to hollow you out.That’s what the therapists say. That’s what the self-help books promise that eventually, the pain fades into an echo and you learn how to live around it.They were wrong.Grief didn’t empty me. It sharpened me.It turned every nerve in my
Zuletzt aktualisiert : 2026-03-19Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Boardroom Massacre 11
Chapter 21Caleb’s POVI am not supposed to be here.That thought repeats itself as the elevator ascends, each floor ticking past like a countdown to execution.Sterling Global.New York Headquarters.First official board session under Chairwoman Evelyn Sterling.Her name is everywhere now.On scre
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