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One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Return to the City
Ava’s Point of ViewThe city looked the same, yet it felt different. Or maybe I was the one who had changed.As the car rolled to a stop in front of Phoenix Enterprises, I took a slow breath, steadying my pulse. The tinted windows shielded me from the outside world for now, but I knew what waited beyond them—curious eyes, murmured whispers, and cameras poised, ready to capture my return.I lifted my chin. I had prepared for this. Five years away, and I was no longer the woman who had once let this city chew her up and spit her out.I stepped out, the sharp click of my heels against the pavement cutting through the morning air. The weight of dozens of stares pressed against me, but I ignored them, adjusting the cuff of my blazer as if I didn’t notice.People whispered as I walked past.“Is that Ava Reynolds?”“She’s back?”“After five years?”I didn’t stop. I didn’t acknowledge them. I moved forward, head high, my posture poised.Inside, the familiar scent of polished wood and fresh es
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Ava's Point of viewThe air swelled with anxiety the instant Rachel went further into the ballroom. The cameras hadn't quit flashing from our planned photo-op yet, but now they had a new target. Damian's ex-fiancee. The woman the city once imagined he'd marry. The person who had disappeared almost as mysteriously as I had. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding against my ribs like a war drum. Her smirk was not just haughty; it was poisonous. And worse? It was intended directly at me. "Well, this got interesting," I said under my breath, forcing a slight smile as I leaned closer to Damian for effect. His jaw clinched. "She wasn't supposed to be here, why is she here?""Clearly," I said, still smiling but these questions are in my heart as we turned to greet her. Rachel arrived with all the grace of a queen reclaiming her lost kingdom. She donned a crimson silk gown with her black hair wearing over one shoulder and a diamond choker that sparkled like poison around her neck.
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Ava’s Point of ViewThe morning after the tabloid exploded with the truth about Damian’s memory loss, I barely slept.I stood by the window of my apartment—our apartment watching the city swirl beneath a gray sky. Rain tapped lightly against the glass, a rhythm that felt like a countdown. Any moment now, everything would shatter. Not just the illusion we had crafted for the world, but the secret I hid from Damian, fragile truth that I carefully buried from him is on the verge of coming to light.The headlines had called it “sabotage.” But it was more than that. It was betrayal. The kind that left scars not bruises. The kind that changed the course of lives forever.And soon, he’d know.I turned from the window as the front door opened. Damian stepped inside, his expression unreadable. He looked tired, like he hadn’t slept either. Maybe he hadn’t. Maybe the truth was already starting to settle like ash in his lungs.He dropped his keys on the marble counter and looked at me.“Why didn’
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Damian’s Point of ViewThe next morning arrived before I could fully understand the weight of the decision I’d made.I want to meet him.My son.Even the word felt foreign on my tongue, my first time. Son. A whole life—his life—existing without me in it. A boy I didn’t know, a name I hadn’t spoken, a laugh I’d never heard… but he was mine.Ava hadn’t slept. I could tell by the stiff set of her shoulders as she paced across the penthouse, her phone clutched in her hand. She kept glancing at me, uncertain, as if waiting for me to change my mind.I didn’t.“I told Olivia we’re coming,” she said finally. Her voice was soft, like the words might bruise if spoken too loud. “She’ll have him ready.”Ready. Like this was an interview. A reveal. But it wasn’t a surprise party. It was a reckoning.And I wasn’t sure who I’d be when it was over.Ava’s Point of ViewThe drive to Olivia’s upstate estate felt longer than usual. Damian barely spoke. I couldn’t blame him. What do you say before you mee
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