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Chapter Thirty-Four

Author: Dee
last update publish date: 2026-09-23 19:42:36

MADISON

The ground beneath the bluffs broke open under the bite of heavy machinery on a bright, wind-swept Monday in late June.

Where cold cliffside soil and wild beach grass had grown undisturbed for decades, giant excavators were now digging deep into the granite bedrock. There was no corporate ceremony, no press pool taking photographs, and no local politicians delivering speeches about urban renewal. Just the steady, rhythmic roar of diesel engines, the sharp scent of overturned earth and p
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  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Thirty-Four

    MADISONThe ground beneath the bluffs broke open under the bite of heavy machinery on a bright, wind-swept Monday in late June.Where cold cliffside soil and wild beach grass had grown undisturbed for decades, giant excavators were now digging deep into the granite bedrock. There was no corporate ceremony, no press pool taking photographs, and no local politicians delivering speeches about urban renewal. Just the steady, rhythmic roar of diesel engines, the sharp scent of overturned earth and pine resin, and the vast, endless expanse of the blue Atlantic stretching out to the horizon.I stood on a rocky knoll fifty yards back from the excavation trench, wearing my favorite dark leather boots, tailored trousers, and a windbreaker pulled tight against the coastal draft. In my hands, I held the master architectural schematics—a forty-page set of blueprints I had personally drawn over six weeks of quiet late-night sessions at my drafting board."The bedrock line is shallower than the init

  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Thirty-Three

    MADISONMay came to the coast with a soft, golden warmth that turned the morning mist over the river into a shimmering veil of light.By seven o'clock, the high floor-to-ceiling glass windows of our penthouse apartment in the newly restored Vanguard Tower overlooked a harbor that operated with the quiet, flawless rhythm of a well-oiled machine. Down below, container ships glided into their berths under the supervision of automated gantries, their black and gold hulls reflecting the bright morning sun.I stood by the kitchen island, wearing a tailored cream trousersuit, taking a slow sip of black coffee. On the marble counter lay three pristine leather-bound folders: the Q2 financial expansion reports for the Scottish maritime routes, the final blueprints for the waterfront community park, and a personal letter sent directly from the Geneva Arbitration Council officially declaring all Vance-Moretti legacy claims null and void.There were no more urgent calls in the middle of the night.

  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Thirty-Two

    MADISONSpring arrived along the riverfront not with a gentle thaw, but with a sudden, brilliant explosion of green against the grey stone of the city.By late April, the icy gales that had battered the harbor had softened into a warm, salt-laced breeze. Down at the old Vance Logistics site—now officially re-registered as the Vance Architectural Restoration Center—the heavy yellow cranes weren't unloading steel shipping containers. They were carefully lifting massive, hand-cut limestone blocks into place for the ground-floor facade of the new public conservatory.I stood on the second-floor scaffolding, wearing a white hardhat and a dark fitted blazer over a cream silk blouse, my drafting tablet tucked securely under my arm.Below me, a crew of stone masons was meticulously setting the primary archway. The design seamlessly integrated the historic nineteen-hundred timber framing with sleek, modern glass panels, creating a structure that honored the city’s industrial roots while openin

  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Thirty-One

    MADISONThe snow began to fall again just as our convoy pulled into the central plaza of the Municipal Arts Center.Great, heavy flakes drifted down through the crisp afternoon air, coating the stone steps and bronze statues of the city’s founders in a quiet, pristine blanket of white. From the street, the building looked like an old Roman temple caught in the modern era—massive limestone columns holding up an ornate frieze, backlit by the soft yellow glow of floor-to-ceiling arched windows.Marcus held the umbrella overhead as Jade helped me out of the back of the matte-black SUV. The sharp winter air bit at my cheeks, but inside my dark tailoring, wrapped in the warmth of Jade’s hand anchored securely at my lower back, I felt entirely untouchable."The press pool is already assembled in the main foyer," Marcus said low over the roar of the idling engines, his coat collar pulled tight against the wind. "Word leaked that Dominic Moretti pulled his London arbitration claim. The financi

  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Thirty

    MADISONBy mid-week, the storm had passed, leaving behind a sky so clear and pale blue it looked like polished glass. The winter air was sharp and dry, carrying the clean scent of crushed ice and salt water across the riverfront.Standing on the high glass-enclosed observation deck of the Vanguard Logistics Tower, the city below seemed remarkably still. Down at the berths, three massive container ships were docked side by side, their hulls gleaming under the midday sun as automated gantries moved cargo with silent, effortless speed.There were no emergency summonses from Geneva, no lingering injunctions from London, and no unannounced visitors lingering at the harbor gates."You're standing too close to the glass again, princess."I didn't turn around as Jade walked up behind me. His long arms wrapped around my waist, pulling my back flush against his broad, warm chest. He wore a dark navy sweater, the collar of his white shirt slightly undone, smelling of cedarwood and cold rain."I

  • Sold to Jade Neil   Chapter Twenty-Nine

    MADISONThe terminal gates at the old Vance Logistics yard did not creak; they groaned under the weight of rusted hinges and the unrelenting assault of the icy wind off the bay.Six months ago, this yard had been the beating heart of my father’s corporate domain—a high-security perimeter where thousands of shipping containers were routed daily under the cold, watchful eyes of armed guards and corporate auditors. Tonight, under the blinding flash of the Charger’s headlights, it looked like a desolate graveyard of hollow steel crates and overgrown gravel.Jade brought the Charger to a smooth halt ten yards behind a sleek, vintage silver Mercedes sedan parked directly in front of the main terminal office. The car’s engine was idling quietly, a thin plume of white exhaust curling into the freezing rain."Marcus," Jade said into his secure earpiece, his voice low, steady, and devoid of any warmth. "Keep the perimeter team at the outer fence. If anyone tries to enter or leave this yard with

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