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CINDY’S POVThe roar that followed shook the ground. Thunderous applause, laughter, whistles, and cheering erupted everywhere.And that was the exact moment Henry decided he couldn’t take it anymore.He shot to his feet so fast his chair screeched and toppled backward. The sound sliced through the noise like a knife. He fidgeted with his jacket, trembling as he threw his head back and unleashed a loud, strained, desperate laugh.The lawn fell silent, puzzled, as phones and cameras tilted toward him.A dark satisfaction coursed through me, and I gave him a wicked smirk.Finally, you took the bait.“Cindy Verilli?” he snorted, his voice dripping with mockery. “Give me a fucking break.”He spread his arms wide, his red eyes burning into mine. “Everyone, this woman is a fraud. I’ve been married to her for three years, and trust me, there’s nothing ‘Verilli’ about her. She’s nothing but a fucking scam!”Damian tensed beside me, ready to launch, but he held back, leaving the fight to me.
Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend Chapter 69
CINDY’S POVThe second my foot settled on that stage, the past eight years cracked open like an old vault, and everything I had buried came rushing out in one blinding wave.And for the first time in forever, I remembered exactly who the hell I was.I remembered it all.The weight of a thousand camera flashes when I was sixteen, clinging to my father’s arm at the Monaco Yacht Show, the way the photographers screamed, “Ms. Verilli! Over here!”The way the air used to taste: champagne and power.I remembered the hush that fell over rooms when Leonardo Verilli’s daughter walked in, the way grown men straightened their ties and women touched their diamonds just to feel less small.I had spent years convincing myself I didn’t miss it. I had told myself that living a normal life was better and that being invisible was safe.Tonight proved what a lie that was.Because the moment hundreds of eyes locked on me, something powerful and hungry woke up inside my chest. They weren’t just looking a
Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend Chapter 68
DAMIAN’S POVElis took the stage, tappin’ the mic with a nervous grin. The quartet faded, and the chatter hushed. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice clear and steady, that familiar geek shine still in his eyes. “Thank you all for being here tonight. I am deeply grateful and truly honored by your presence.” He bowed slightly, ever the gentleman, and applause erupted. He continued, “This gathering, however, is more than a birthday celebration. It is a launch.” Murmurs rippled. He paused, letting it settle. “D.T. Future Living represents the future of intelligent residences: homes that think, adapt, and evolve. This entire estate serves as the working prototype, and yes, it is also my rather extravagant birthday gift to myself.” I whooped like a frat boy from my seat and the applause roared again. Elis grinned, his cheeks turning pink.“Because I am, admittedly, a touch greedy, I have one final gift to unwrap this evening. My brother, the architect of everything you see
Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend Chapter 67
~DAMIAN’S POV~The sun had dipped low and Elis’s birthday bash was already in full swing.The backyard had been transformed into a dream: fairy lights twinkling like a million fireflies, the lawn rolled out perfectly underfoot, big enough for five hundred souls to mingle without bumping elbows.Tables draped in crisp white linen dotted the space, and a massive ice sculpture of a goddamn robot stood in one corner (Elis’s idea, no doubt), dripping slowly into a crystal punch bowl.I stood at the wrought-iron gates in my black Tom Ford tux, sleeves rolled once, collar open, playing head bouncer and flashing my best CEO grin at incoming guests.Mark Zach, CEO of RoboCore Dynamics, rolled up in his Tesla Cybertruck, lookin’ like he’d just stepped off a TED Talk stage in a tailored gray suit.Next up was Lena Voss, founder of Voss Integrated Tech. She stepped out of her Ferrari looking tall and sharp as ever in a red dress.Unlike Mark Zach, who just strolled past me without a hi, Lena lit
Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend Chapter 66
CINDY’S POVSilence stretched between us like a taut wire, tense and unyielding. Vicky’s piercing eyes bore into mine, daring me to lie.But I couldn’t. I dare not.Eight years of hiding, of fake last names and fake backstories, and it took one screaming pageant princess and a pair of gold invitations to blow the whole thing wide open.I might as well just come clean now, since tonight all my secrets would inevitably be revealed. Letting her find out the truth herself at the party would only make things worse.I inhaled deeply, the breath so harsh it seemed to scrape my lungs raw.“I’m sorry, bestie,” I whispered. “I’m so, so sorry I never told you.”Vicky’s hand swept boldly across my shoulder, a touch that stung just enough to ache, yet felt like love.“YES! I KNEW IT!” She jumped back suddenly, her fists raised high in the air as if she’d just won the lottery, her face shining with exhilaration.“I KNEW my girl was too damn bougie to be regular! Who else could have Damian Thorne, E
Revenge With My Brother’s Best Friend Chapter 65
~CINDY’S POV~ I woke up to sunlight pouring through the guestroom curtains and Damian’s arm heavy across my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck. The room still smelled like us and last night’s wine. For three beautiful seconds, everything was perfect. Then the door flew open so hard it bounced off the wall, and a full-on banshee, glass-shattering, horror-movie scream ripped me straight out of Damian’s arms. “What the fuck….” Damian bolted upright beside me, hair wild and eyelids heavy with sleep. Nancy stood there in a silk robe two sizes too small, hair in perfect victory rolls even at ass-o’clock in the morning, and her face twisted like she’d swallowed glass. “Damian!” she shrieked, her voice hitting notes only dogs should hear. “What the hell are you doing in bed with this pathetic little nobody?!” I blinked, still half-asleep, clutching the sheet to my chest. “Good morning to you, too, Nancy.” She ignored me completely, her eyes locked on Damian
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