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Chapter 250: A Storm in Silence
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Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 250: A Storm in Silence
The morning settled over the Blackwood mansion the way paint settles on old walls seamless at a distance but hiding cracks up close while the Sunlight came through the high windows in gold slants, warming up the marble floor just enough to make the place look peaceful while Outside, the gardeners trimmed hedges and clipped roses like nothing dangerous pulsed inside the house But the halls felt wrong, Too quiet and Too careful.Samuel Blackwood moved through that quiet like a man walking through a place he no longer fully owned. His back stayed straight, posture rigid, his voice short whenever he spoke. Pride had always been his armor, and he wore it even now — though a crack had opened in it, faint but impossible for him to ignore. For the first time in years, Samuel kept listening for footsteps he wasn’t sure he could control.---Down the servants’ hallway, whispers floated like dust.“Did you see him last night?”“He came home furious.”“He’s hiding something.”They kept their voic
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 249: The Lawyer’s Copies
The city hadn’t fully woken yet. Only the hum of early traffic and a few stray lights cut through the darkness when Leya’s SUV slowed on a quiet street tucked between towering glass buildings. The office she stopped in front of didn’t draw attention — a small door, a small sign: Armand & Associates. The kind of place people walked past without a glance.Perfect.Leya stepped out, her heels clicking on damp pavement. Her coat moved with her like a dark current. Two bodyguards followed, but she lifted a hand before reaching the door.A simple gesture.I go in alone.Inside, the office felt old in a comforting way. The shelves lined with leather-bound books, the smell of paper and ink settling in the air and Mr. Armand was already standing behind his cluttered desk trying not to show his nerves and failing to hide his nerves. His glasses slid down his nose as he bowed his head slightly, “You brought it?” he asked, his voice low but Leya didn’t answer right away. She set her bag on the c
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 248: Samuel’s Confusion
Samuel woke up to a slow roll of movement like the room itself hadn’t decided if it wanted to stay upright but For a moment, he wasn’t sure how he’d gotten there, or if he’d ever actually decided to fall asleep instead It felt more like he’d been dropped into someone else’s morning. The ceiling above him dipped under old water damage. Rings of brown spread outward like old bruises on skin. A few neon strips clung up there too, blinking in tired little bursts. Their buzzing rattled just enough to irritate him. It didn’t fit him. None of this did. A Blackwood didn’t wake up under lights like these. His throat was rough when he swallowed, his head pulsed in slow heavy beats and the air around him smelled like perfume that had settled overnight mixed with sweat and a sour note he didn’t want to name, he breathed shallowly and regretted even that. He dragged a hand up to his face and felt the stiffness in his shoulders his jacket had slid halfway off, his tie hung more to one side than
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 247: The Trap at the Club
The city felt restless that night, Lights flickered across rain-damp streets, passing cars splashed through shallow puddles, and everything carried a hum — quiet, dangerous and expectant but Leya Anderson didn’t rush through it She moved with the slow certainty of someone who knew exactly where she needed to be.For weeks she had followed Samuel Blackwood’s routines, keeping her distance while learning every flaw in his carefully curated armor Meetings that went on longer than they should have. Indulgences he thought no one noticed the weaknesses he disguised as confidence and tonight, the path she’d mapped out led her straight to The Velvet Room — a club that promised exclusivity and delivered rot disguised as glamour.She sat at the backseat of her car, the interior dim quiet while One of her bodyguards waited just outside the door and the others had spread across the parking lot blending into the edges where shadows pooled and Leya barely looked at them, Her attention was on the go
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 246: Leya's Dilemma
The house was still, but Leya did not sleep.Rain pounded the glass outside, thrumming to a soothing rhythm, the kind of touch that stroked glass with gentle whispers, as if it had a secret. Shattered still, though, inside. Children slept — Leon clinging to Aurora as if little arms could hold her back from going away to be harmed. Gentle breathing the sole shattered rhythm in the room, promise of innocence still whole.Leya sat beside the window, robe closely wrapped around her shoulders, staring out into the darkness. Grime of the city, silver gray, streaked down her cheeks — angular planes smoothed by exhaustion. She hadn't slept for days. She couldn't help thinking of him — Samuel's sneer, Harrison's bruised face, her father's empty eyes.The TV had been silent for hours, but words danced in her mind:BLACKWOOD EMPIRE FALLING APART.LAWS PILE UP AS BLACKWOOD HOLDINGS BEHINDShe ought to be on cloud nine, floating. Justice had been served. The man who had inflicted so much agony on
Scarred Hearts: A Mafia Billionaire Romance Chapter 245: Tempests Within the Law
It happened at dawn. Headlines boomed through all the business sections of financial news, all the business sections of news, all the marquee-lit scrolls: "Blackwood Conglomerate Sued for Multi-Billion Dollars." "Government Official Investigation of Blackwood Enterprises." "Supply Chain Collapse That Defines Blackwood World Ablaze." The smoke-and-mirrors deception Samuel had built came crashing down. ------- By mid-morning, the Blackwood building was jammed to the ceiling with reporters, lawyers, and government officials, Suits poured in by angry partners, mourning for damages for "sabotaged contracts" and "disclosures of trade secrets." Subpoenas were being served before examiners. Auditors poured into offices. And high above it all, bleeding on all sides, stubborn, but howling, was Samuel Blackwood. At home, his bellows awakened from the halls. "Do they expect to try my good name?" Samuel flung a decanter into the flames, and shattered bits of it shone on the mar
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