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A NEW FIGURE
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Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance THE STORM
ELEANOR SINCLAIR I hold my breath as I read the name again and again.Helen-Nora Sinclair. It was even made to sound like mine. Eleanor Sinclair. I take another good, critical look at her face and feel as though I'm staring into a mirror or through a fantasy portal and finding a version of myself I never knew existed, that I could never have imagined. The documents in my hand feel as though they are on fire, each page a shard of glass that cuts a little deeper into the life I thought I had, revealing it to be something else. How could I have lived for twenty-seven years and not known that I had a twin sister. How could my parents have kept this away from me, without even a word? I feel betrayed, and hurt that they cannot answer my questions. I have a lot to ask them.The thoughts are odd, even unimaginable, but the evidence is undeniable. Her face... my face... our face... stares back at me from the grainy photographs, the emails with her picture attached, and the bank statements.
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance A NEW FIGURE
ELEANOR SINCLAIR I set down my coffee, the warmth of the mug still on my palms as I re-read Marcus's message, agitated that he would simply not speak about it over the phone. The whole thing makes me tense, as I think it is an uneasy departure from his usually collected manner. The whole thing keeps my head spinning with possibilities-has he uncovered something explosive about Vincent? Or Damian? Something that could change everything we have known until now? The very idea of Damian twists my gut, but I force it aside. I don't have time for distractions, not when I'm so close to destroying Vincent's empire.I slip on my jacket and set out to meet him, the cold morning air almost freezing my cheeks as I make my way to our now usual meeting place. Marcus is already seated when I walk in there, waiting in a corner table with his shoulders hunched over a cup of scalding black coffee. There sits a backpack beside him, and I get the feeling that it has to do with me. His eyes flash up t
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance SOMETHING NEW
ELEANOR SINCLAIR There are times that Damian's face appears in my mind unbidden.Those are the times when I'm standing there at Vincent's gala once again, picturing him sitting alone at the table while downing drink after drink, a shadow of the love of my past. I-if I may forgive myself for even caring, but there was a time I used to-sometimes wonder if he knows what Vincent is doing, if he's a participant or if he's another pawn. Martin had said he now runs a legal business, after all. Maybe he listened in my absence. I shake my head, attempting to focus, but the guilt in his eyes at the gala haunts me. It sometimes annoys me that I think about him so much, that I even wonder why I'm bothered, why I still find myself drawn to him when Vincent is the one I'm after.I then return to the files, determined to remain on track. The records show payments from Vincent's primary company to Thornesby Enterprises, described as 'consulting fees'. It makes me snicke-consulting, my foor. It is m
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance CLOSER
ELEANOR SINCLAIR I sit at my desk, Marcus's folder open before me.The white pages bleed secrets in black ink like blood from an open gash, and I wonder if I could have been this successful if I had done it on my own. Definitely not.It's not my job. I couldn't do it with so much perfection.Outside my window, the city hums, a never-sleeping thing brewing with life, and I find myself staring again at Thornesby's blurry photograph, his eyes hard and unforgiving. It holds me in so much of a trance that I reach out and trace the outlines of his face with my finger, wishing I could somehow will Vincent's schemes into existence from doing it. The wineglass beside me is half-empty, its contents sour on my tongue, and I find that the taste mirrors the churn in my gut. I'm thinking about power, about revenge, about the intricate web that Vincent has woven around Vieuti to wrap it around his finger-and how I'm going to cut every thread until it is all mine. Poetic justice. Yes, that's the wo
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance WATCHING EYES
ELEANOR SINCLAIR Over the next several days, I try to put Damian out of my mind, but he haunts me.The manner in which he appeared at the gala-so unlike the man I had married, and yet so achingly familiar-gnaws continuously through my mind. I plunge into work, managing my cotton business and the dream of climbing to the very top of independence. Yet, each quiet moment brings back his face: the desperation in his eyes, the deliberate solitude, the half-full glass. I feel pity for him, but all the same, I do not think I can go back to him.It takes up to the fifth day of waiting for Marcus's first update to come. When it does, I then agree to meet him at a dimly lit café on the outskirts of Vieuti, where prying eyes would not see us. He comes on time and slides into the booth across from me, his expression grim as he takes in the surroundings."Vincent's been busy," he says, pushing a thin folder toward me. "He's got his fingers stuck in a lot of pies-real estate, tech startups, even s
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance THE DETECTIVE
ELEANOR SINCLAIR He leaves, but the show went on in his absence. Around me, the gala pulses with energy, altogether a noisy jumble of clinking glasses and strained laughter from every angle, yet my focus stays laser-sharp on Vincent Moreau. He stands at the top of the grand staircase as an elevated figure would, his charisma a shining beacon of light summoning eyes and murmurs to himself like moths drawn to a flame. I, more than anyone else, it seems, knows how much he can burn.His suit gleams under the chandelier's light despite the matte quality to the material, and his smile-calculated, seemingly predatory-never falters. I know that smile all too well. It is the same one he wears every time he tells his lies, the one I imagine he had on while his plans for my marriage to Damian unfolded, infectious like poison through a vein. So... I need answers. I need to know if Vincent is still pulling strings with so much control, if his influence still lingers in Damian's life, or if he
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