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One Heart, Which Brother? chapter 173
The world seemed quieter that morning.For once, the Delwunco estate did not echo with the weight of power or the whisper of schemes. Lia stood before the wide glass windows of the master bedroom, dressed not in her usual sharp attire but in a plain dark coat, her hair pinned loosely, her eyes shadowed but calmer than usual. The fire that had burned in her ever since Julian’s death dimmed not gone, never gone but lowered to embers.She wasn’t thinking of boardrooms, or empires, or revenge. Not today.Today, she was thinking of graves.Ruben noticed first. He had been at his desk, combing through files, when he realized Lia wasn’t preparing for the usual battles she threw herself into no phone calls, no sharp words, no carefully spun manipulations. Instead, she was standing by the window, still.“Lia,” he said softly, cautious, as though one wrong word would shatter her.Her eyes didn’t leave the glass. “I want to go see them.”“See who?”“My father. My mother. Julian.” Her voice crack
One Heart, Which Brother? chapter 172
The bar was almost empty, save for the faint hum of jazz leaking from an old speaker and the bartender cleaning glasses without paying attention. Smoke curled in lazy swirls above half-drained bottles and ashtrays, a haze that blurred sharp edges.Ruben sat in the corner booth, coat draped across the seat beside him, a glass of bourbon untouched in front of him. His eyes were fixed on the door, sharp and calculating, though his chest was tight. He hadn’t agreed to this meeting out of peace. He agreed because some wars had too many graves already and Julian’s was still fresh enough to sting like salt on open skin.When the door creaked, Ken walked in. He looked nothing like the man who once carried himself like a king. His shoulders were heavy, his knuckles still bruised from a fight that never ended, and his eyes bloodshot, hollow dragged across the room until they locked with Ruben’s.Neither spoke at first. Ken slid into the opposite seat, ordered nothing, and sat with his hands cla
One Heart, Which Brother? 171
The morning light spilled across the Delwunco estate, but it didn’t soften the heaviness that had settled over its halls. Lia stood at the window of the master bedroom, a black silk robe draped across her shoulders, a steaming cup of untouched coffee cooling on the table beside her. Her eyes weren’t on the gardens or the blue of the sky they were on the framed photographs of Julian that filled the walls and shelves. His smile followed her everywhere, his absence pressing into her chest like a phantom weight.She didn’t hear Ruben approach until his reflection appeared behind her in the glass. His hands slid into his pockets, his face drawn and tired from nights of watching her spiral deeper into silence and plotting.“You can’t keep this up forever,” he said quietly.Her eyes flicked to him in the glass, cold and sharp. “Can’t I?”Ruben exhaled, bracing himself. “I spoke with Daphne. She wants to take you out. Just the two of you. A day away from all of this.”Lia’s lips curved into s
One Heart, Which Brother? chapter 170
The warehouse reeked of iron and rot. Shadows clung to the concrete walls, thick with the smell of blood and sweat. Lia stood at the center, her black heels clicking against the floor as she moved forward, unflinching, regal in her silence. Her eyes were locked on the trembling man bound to the chair, his face bruised, his shirt soaked with sweat and blood.Julian’s killer.For weeks, she had dreamed of this moment. A thousand times, she had imagined how it would look, how it would feel. And now, here he was helpless, cornered, awaiting her judgment.The man tried to speak, his voice breaking through cracked lips. “P….please… I didn’t mean for it”Lia raised a single finger, silencing him before he could finish. “Do not speak his name.” Her tone was sharp, merciless. “You lost the right to speak at all the moment his blood stained your hands.”Behind her, Ruben and Ken watched. Ruben’s chest was tight, his fists buried deep in his pockets as if to keep himself from interfering. Ken’s
One Heart, Which Brother? chapter 169
The rain fell in sheets outside the glass windows of the Delwunco estate, streaking the view of the gardens in blurred shadows. The storm had rumbled all evening, but inside the study, silence reigned heavy, suffocating, broken only by the faint crackle of the fireplace.Lia stood near the tall window, dressed in black silk that clung to her figure like armor. Her presence had shifted since the wedding; she was no longer the soft-spoken woman who once begged for peace. Now, she was sharp, deliberate, every gesture edged with control. In her hand was a glass of red wine, untouched, her eyes fixed on the distorted reflection of lightning.Behind her, Ruben sat in his leather chair, shoulders bowed under the weight of something heavier than grief. He watched her in silence, his hand wrapped around a half-empty glass of bourbon. He had fought wars, bled for his family, rebuilt empires from dust yet in this moment, he felt powerless before her quiet wrath.“You’re too quiet,” Ruben finally
One Heart, Which Brother? chapter 168
The ballroom of the Delwunco estate had never seen such a gathering, not even during Ruben’s reign at his most feared height. Now, it was Lia’s domain. The chandeliers burned brighter, the marble floors gleamed as though polished with blood itself, and the walls carried a silence that demanded obedience.But it wasn’t just the grandeur that stunned everyone who stepped inside. It was her.Lia.She stood at the center of the room, draped in a gown that seemed more like a warning than attire. Midnight black velvet clung to her frame, slit dangerously high on one side, the neckline daring, sharp as a blade. Her hair was pinned back, a crown of obsidian stones resting against it not of royalty, but of conquest. She wasn’t dressed as a bride anymore. She was dressed as a ruler, the kind that could smile while plotting your downfall.Ruben sat beside her at the head table, but even he looked more like an accessory than her equal. His face bore exhaustion, guilt, and the shadows of a man who
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