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STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 68
STANLEY'S POVIt would have been the intelligent thing to do. Let her recover. Let time do its slow, merciless work. But I've never been a patient one where Liana is involved. Least of all now, least of all when each passing second away from her is like losing something that can't be regained.So I paid her a visit at her office. The Z-Core building towered high and haughty, just like the woman who owned it. Security scanned me from head to toe, and I flashed the ID of my firm as it held sufficient authority to get me in. They didn't ask my questions, or maybe they didn't care. I took the elevator up to the top. It was still very busy, it had the kind of silence that hung around when people were either deeply engrossed in work or terrified. I didn't know what sponsored today's silence. Maybe it was both.As I walked out, her assistant stood up. She had a neat bun, oversized glasses, and the voice that always had the tone of being on the verge of telling you that she had five minutes b
STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 67
DOMINIC'S POVThe bar was nothing special. Dirty, dingy, and pretty much dripping with spilled sorrows and phantom cigarette smoke. Situated in a decaying strip mall of the kind where businesses came to die. Perfect, the kind where no one cared. The kind where you exchanged secrets for which you never got paid. Life was normal here, not like the sophisticated bars where everyone is trying to make an impression. I walked in like I had nothing to lose because, literally, I didn't anymore. When I stepped in, I dialled the number trying to find the person i was here for and he turned around. He was already sitting there in a biith by the corner. He wore a leather jacket and his face was a little too shaved, posture a little too stiff to belong in a place like this. He looked like someone who had once mattered and was trying not to look like he cared that he didn't anymore."Dominic Smith," he greeted, raising a glass of brown liquor as she stood to say hello. "Glad you made it."I didn't
STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 66
STANLEY'S POVThe door crashed shut behind me like a verdict.The chill of the air on my face was nothing compared to the ice in the bottom of my chest. Her voice lingered in my mind, sharp and hollowed, full of betrayal. Her last words still hung with a weight I had not expected to carry this night.I didn't rush. There was no place to rush to. The streets were vacant, the world too still, too quiet for the turmoil in my ribcage. With each step I made, something else relived what just transpired."Love that begins in lies is still a lie. And it will die as that"God! I reached the edge of the sidewalk and leaned on a lamppost, clutching the cold metal as if it would hold me up when I couldn't. My head was raised to the heavens, and darkness swallowed me whole. Her face was there, everywhere. The agony in her eye. The deception. The shock. All there like a bullet I fired into her heart.I had told her my truth. And yet, it was like I destroyed something holy, like I shouldn't have sa
STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 65
LIANA'S POVThe knock was gentler than I had expected, but it thumped in my chest. I opened the door gradually, having no notion of what I would find on the other side, and there he stood. Stanley. His hands jammed into his coat pockets, his eyes shadowed by something deeper than mere night."Hey," he whispered."Come in," I whispered back, stepping aside.He came in, not as a friend caller, but as a man coming into a confession booth, prepared to abandon a sin. I shut the door behind us, the snap of the lock final."Want wine?""No. It won't take long."I blinked. "Okay. So what's going on here, Stanley? You said you couldn't tell me that on the phone and you sounded tense."He nodded slowly and assessed my living room, a vacant stare slipping over the unfilled wine glass and silky throw blanket I'd discarded on the couch.He didn't sit. "You're going to hate me for this," he said at last, his gaze cast downward. "But you deserve the truth."I stared at him, my heart pounding."Stanl
STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 64
LIANA'S POVIt was too quiet for a friday night. The silence was not the comforting kind. Not the peaceful quiet of victory. No… this quiet was jagged, like the world was suspended, ready for the other shoe to drop.I sat by the window, bare feet, robe wrapped, blanket draped around my legs. Cam was sleeping upstairs, little body wedged in star-printed sheets and pillows of softness. I had kissed her forehead a few minutes earlier and said that I loved her. She had mumbled about clouds and rolled over. The untouched glass of red wine beside me on the table was warming up, but I couldn't make myself drink. I'd fought a war today and won, but I couldn't keep my body from shaking.It wasn't euphoria. Surprisingly, it wasn't relief. It was… something more sinister. The boardroom conversations echoed in my head. The faces. The tension. The tremble in Dominic's voice when he realized he had lost. How Nathan stood so calmly, so assertively like he was destined to lead all along.And Dominic'
STEP ASIDE EX-HUSBAND: THE RISE OF LIANA CHAPTER 63
DOMINIC'S POVThe room emptied like a theater at the end of a movie but I sat frozen, the cold envelope in my hand, though I hadn't looked at it in a few minutes. My gaze was in a space somewhere between the very waxed mahogany table and the vacant area that now held the boardroom space. It was done. I knew it. The silence that followed the vote was more deafening than any scandal, more deafening than any PR noise.I didn't move. Couldn't. I heard the soft cadence of footsteps. Mr. Raymond passed beside me, catching a passing second's look, his mouth working, "I'm sorry," as if a benediction I had not desired. I did not answer. He did try to wait. That seat on the other side of the room was empty now, Liana had stormed out without so much as a backward glance. That hurt worse than the words. Worse than the vote. Worse than the title having been ripped from me like I hadn't bled sweat into this business.I rubbed my face, slow and careful. My hands trembled when I brushed against my c
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