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Chapter 27

ผู้เขียน: Don Raphael
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The retaliation didn’t come loud.

It came precise.

Seraphina discovered it over coffee the next morning, scrolling absently through her phone while the city stretched awake beyond the glass walls of the penthouse.

She froze.

Lucien noticed immediately. “What is it?”

She handed him the phone without a word.

The article wasn’t trending yet. That was the point. It was seeded quietly—released into circles that understood how to spread poison without spectacle.

THE WOMAN BEFORE BLACKWOOD: SERAPHINA VALE AND THE FILE THAT VANISHED

Lucien’s jaw tightened as he read.

It wasn’t slander. That was what made it dangerous.

It was history—selectively framed.

“They went digging,” he said.

“Yes,” Seraphina replied softly. “And they found the part I never talk about.”

The article referenced her early career—before him, before visibility. A think tank in Geneva. A short-lived consultancy contract. And a confidential policy draft that disappeared weeks after she resigned.

No accusation.

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  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-Six: The Cost of Being Seen

    The first headline dropped at 6:17 a.m.Lucien saw it before he even finished his coffee.BLACKWOOD HEIR GOES PUBLIC — WHO IS THE WOMAN AT HIS SIDE?He didn’t flinch. He had expected it. What he hadn’t expected was how quickly the world would sharpen its teeth.By the time the second headline appeared, the city was already buzzing.MYSTERY WOMAN LINKED TO BLACKWOOD EMPIRE — POWER PLAY OR PERSONAL WEAKNESS?Lucien closed his tablet slowly.Across the room, Seraphina stood near the window, phone in hand, her face unreadable. She hadn’t slept. Neither of them had. Going public had been her idea, but Lucien knew better than to think that made it easier.“Are you okay?” he asked.She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she turned the phone screen toward him.A photo. Taken from a distance. The two of them leaving the penthouse the night before. His hand at her back. Her head tilted slightly toward him.Intimate. Unmistakable.“They’re not asking who I am,” Seraphina said quietly. “They’re d

  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-Five: When the Masks Slip

    Lucien didn’t go home that night.He stayed in his office, the lights dimmed, the city stretched below him like a restless animal. The building was quiet in the way only powerful places became after midnight—no noise, no witnesses, just consequences waiting to be claimed.He replayed Jonathan’s words in his mind, not the ones spoken in the boardroom, but the ones unsaid. The calm confidence. The certainty. Jonathan hadn’t been guessing. He’d been measuring.Lucien hated that.At three in the morning, Elias knocked once and entered. “We traced the burner phone,” he said, placing a folder on the desk. “It’s clean. Too clean. Whoever handled it knew how to erase footprints.”Lucien leaned back in his chair. “But?”“But the signal bounced through a shell server connected to one of our subsidiaries,” Elias continued. “A company Jonathan helped set up five years ago.”Lucien’s mouth curved into something sharp. “He’s sloppy.”“No,” Elias corrected gently. “He’s arrogant.”Lucien nodded. “Ar

  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-Four: The Cost of Protection

    The first thing Lucien did the next morning was cancel his schedule.Every meeting. Every appearance. Every obligation that required him to be predictable.The second thing he did was move Seraphina.She didn’t argue when he told her. She didn’t ask where or how long. She only paused long enough to grab her coat and phone before following him out of the penthouse, her heels echoing softly against the marble floor.“You’re relocating me,” she said calmly as they entered the private elevator.“Yes.”“Without asking.”“Yes.”Her eyes lifted to his. Not angry. Measuring. “Then this is worse than you’re letting on.”Lucien didn’t deny it. “They know too much.”The elevator doors closed, sealing them inside a narrow silence.The safe house was understated—no visible guards, no luxury that would draw attention. Just a clean, quiet residence tucked into a part of the city no one thought to watch. The kind of place people passed without seeing.Seraphina stepped inside and took in the space. “

  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-Three: Shadows at Noon

    The morning light poured into the office, but Lucien felt none of its warmth. The penthouse looked calm from the outside, as if the city had no idea of the storm that still lingered inside these walls. Yet he knew better. Every corner, every silent monitor, every quiet footstep could hold a threat.Seraphina appeared at the doorway, hair slightly mussed from sleep, eyes still sharp as ever. She carried a tablet, tapping through emails with methodical precision. “You need to see this,” she said without preamble, her voice calm but taut.Lucien didn’t wait. He stepped closer, taking the tablet. The message was short. Just a line:We know who you love. Make the wrong move, and she pays.The screen felt heavier than steel in his hands. Lucien’s jaw tightened. He didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. Seraphina understood immediately. Her lips pressed together, but she didn’t flinch.“They’ve crossed the line,” she said.He nodded once. “Then we respond.”By noon, they were at the company headqu

  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-Two: Fault Lines

    The calm didn’t last.Lucien felt it before anything happened—the subtle shift beneath stability, like a fault line moving deep underground. Empires didn’t collapse loudly at first. They cracked in silence.He was halfway through reviewing a restructuring proposal when his phone vibrated on the desk. Not a call. A message. One line from his head of security.We have a problem. It’s not Crane. It’s internal.Lucien didn’t respond immediately. He leaned back in his chair, eyes lifting to the glass wall of his office. Below him, the city moved in obedient patterns, unaware that order was already being questioned above it.Internal was worse than external. Enemies you could see were predictable. Betrayal never was.He stood, slipping on his jacket. “Seraphina,” he called.She appeared from the adjoining office almost instantly, tablet in hand, eyes sharp. “You felt it too,” she said, not asking.“Yes.” He picked up his phone. “We’re not going home tonight.”She nodded once. No complaint.

  • Signed to Be His Sin   Chapter Thirty-One: After the Storm

    Morning came slow, almost deliberately. The city outside the penthouse seemed unchanged, unaware of the upheaval that had struck the Blackwood empire the night before. Yet inside, everything felt different. The air was thick with decisions made, truths spoken, and a sense of precarious balance.Lucien sat at the edge of the living room sofa, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened. His hands gripped the tablet in front of him, scrolling through the coverage: headlines, analyst commentary, social media chatter. Every piece was dissecting last night’s public declaration, some praising his integrity, others questioning his judgment. None had fully understood the weight behind his words, and he didn’t want them to.“Still awake?” Seraphina’s voice broke through his focus. She stood near the balcony, cup of coffee in hand, sunlight catching the edges of her hair. She looked like she always did—composed, calm, capable—but he could see the small tension in her shoulders, the kind that came from carr

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