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Chapter 123: The Men Who Watch – Whispers in the Warehouse
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Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 132: Ashes of a Dream
Blackwood is packed with anxious restraint.Trunks dark and flow from the bed, ties and shirts in rumpled clumps, shoes in burnished golden light. He packed stiffly, spasmodically — not spasms of an angry man to get out, but of one who feels he must escape before the house itself will consume him.Fists were clenched within the folds of her skirt, crumpling it within her fists. She had not a notion what to say to him — something, but words were creasely on her lips like raisiny. Harrison did not so much as look up, snapping into the last catch on his case.He stepped forward and strolled towards her, suddenly. His hand extended, not to hit her, but to administer a dry pat on the forehead.Leya gasped for air. Her head was still leaning low, eyes looking down. She hadn't moved, not even opened her lips to offer when he'd turned halfway and left.The door slammed shut behind him, and she remained there standing with her secret.The limo ride was suffocating. Harrison hunched back into t
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 131: Leya's Secret Struggle
The home seemed more controlled without Harrison. Not in sound — but in ferocity. Secrets were pushed further back, footsteps behind her, every door squeaking open at the most inopportune moment. Blackwood Hall was never finer, but with a secret of her own, Leya felt walls closing in to ambush and mislead her. She would wake up each morning with a strained cramp in her throat. She had learned to suppress it, to splash water on her face before emerging from the cocoon of her bedchamber. A wan-faced maid would lift an eyebrow — eyebrows here were daggers. She had strolled today, fatigued, but she bullied her body into motion through all things. If Samuel ever found out, if Vivian guessed, Eleanor even winked, her rumply makeover disguise would not survive the day. She even rehearsed camouflage, Late at night, alone in the tiny room of hers, she put her hands on her belly and addressed the baby inside. The voice trembled, stuttered with terror, but grew to the bursting point with hop
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 130: Shattered Mirrors
The house crashed crumbling still out of earshot, but in Leya's ear, every turn was whispering her secret.She'd walked today carefully, her hand often running over the shape of her belly when she'd feel as if no one were noticing, this small life pulsating and thrumming within her. Nausea crept in and wrapped its sly arms around her mornings, but she fought it off. She was stronger than that. She was carrying something inside her — something untainted, not tainted by the Blackwoods' corruption.And Harrison…She had seen it in him more than all the others. He no longer sneered orders in her face, waved out his hand, or spat venom in her face. He had swept glass from before her, chilled a room for her, and had once stood over her.It was something for Leya. Something too much, perhaps.He. She calmed herself on quiet nights, when houses collapsed in on her. He's probably grown up by now. He'd never hurt her now. Not after he'd treated her so tenderly. Not after he'd kissed her forehea
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 129: Shadows and Seeds
Blackwood House was never still — only seemed to be. Even in its most peaceful hallways, walls throbbed with secrets, with echoes of stifled screams. And Harrison sensed all of them. To his own family, however, he was the same after the warehouse. His voice did not change rough deep orders, his eyes did not soften, his presence was as cold as Samuel's shadow on each room floor. He roared rough commands, kept Vivian's murderer whispers in the inner sanctum, and occupied the same reserve beside Leya. But alone — in the corner of his own bedchamber, under the single candle that had cast its shadow on purpled knuckles — the mask fell. He could still taste it. Samuel's bite, the metallic kiss of blood spilled over in his mouth, laughter in the dark when the men had been scared enough to catch their breath as his jaw ached from the tension of his clenched teeth. The furrowed face in the glass wasn't his — Samuel's, eyes blazing with power and disdain, glaring back at him. I won't be yo
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 128: Harrison – Shadows of Blood
Night when Harrison finally closed his chamber door. Harrison stumbled against the center of the room, heaving chest and sagging, shaking fists with the effort of restraint. Vivian's smile. Leya's bruised form on the floor. His father's laughter was ringing in his head like a nail. He pounded both fists on the desk until his arm veins were protruding. "Control," He instructed himself. "Always control." That was Blackwood law. A Blackwood never cried. A Blackwood never wept. A Blackwood never cracked. They cracked other folks, not they. That was the thing which had been instilled in him as a boy — by word, by rod, by fist. And tonight, for the first time in years, Harrison had lost control. Not over his father. Not over his foes. But over his own sister. He recalled again — the oil splattered on the ground, the glass shattering, Leya standing there, clutching her ribs. Shattered, broken. And she'd not cried out. No cry. She'd glared at him with angry hardness, the same look he
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 127: Harrison – The Lie and the Oil
Blackwood Hall floors were too black that night, lamps burning, shadows dashing across and up walls like secrets. Harrison's boots rang with stubborn intent off marble floors as he left his father's office, Samuel's contemptuous laughter still ringing in his head.He had not returned to his own bedchamber yet. His own feet had led him to the servants' wing — where no Blackwood heir ever dared to tread. And there, in the darkness beneath the narrow stair, he found her.Leya.She sat on the bench, overskirt wrapped around knees, knees bruised up, arm at her side where she'd caught on the banister when she'd fallen. She noted him coming and looked up to him, a flash of annoyance in her eyes, hurt something to anger her."Don't," Harrison said short and sharp, as she tried to stand. "Sit."He knelt on the floor alongside her, staring at the swelling around the ankle, grease marks still in her hem. His jaw was set. "This was no accident."Leya didn't react. No welcoming nod to anticipate V
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