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ONE HUNDRED SIX
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2026-09-05 08:13:14
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THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED TEN
Aria’s POV The envelope arrived three days after our walk through the estate grounds, delivered by courier rather than mail, with no return address printed anywhere on its plain, cream-colored surface. Dmitri intercepted it at the front gate before it reached the house, his instincts sharpened enough by now that anything unexpected warranted immediate caution. “No sender information,” he said, turning the envelope over carefully in gloved hands. “No postal markings either. Someone hired a courier specifically to avoid leaving a traceable trail.” “Who’s it addressed to?” Romanov asked. Dmitri checked the front once more. “Just your name,” he said, looking at me. “Aria. Nothing else. No last name, no title.” Something cold settled through my chest at that, the particular unease of being singled out by someone who clearly knew exactly who I was without needing any additional identification. “Open it,” I said. Dmitri worked the envelope open carefully, checking first for anything t
THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED NINE
Aria’s POV For the first time in longer than I could easily remember, nothing urgent waited for us the next morning. No lawyers requiring careful handling, no evidence requiring cataloging, no difficult conversations demanding courage that neither of us fully felt ready to offer. Just an ordinary Saturday, quiet and unhurried, stretching out ahead of us like something almost unfamiliar. Romanov found me on the terrace before breakfast, two cups of coffee balanced carefully in his hands. “You’re up early,” he said, settling into the chair beside mine. “I couldn’t sleep past six,” I admitted. “My body’s forgotten how to relax on schedule.” “Mine too,” he said, handing me one of the cups. “I kept waiting for my phone to ring with some new crisis. It didn’t.” “Strange feeling,” I said. “Strange good, or strange bad?” he asked. I considered that honestly, turning the question over against everything we’d survived these past months. “Strange good,” I said finally. “I think I just ne
THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED EIGHT
Aria’s POV Vivian’s apartment looked the same as the last time I’d visited, small and deliberately anonymous, though something about walking up those narrow stairs felt different this time. I wasn’t arriving with suspicion clenched in my chest, searching for evidence of betrayal in every careful word she offered. I was simply arriving to listen. She opened the door before I finished knocking, like she’d been watching for me through the window, waiting. “Aria,” she said. “I wondered if you’d come back.” “I have some questions,” I said. “I think you might finally be ready to answer them.” Vivian stepped back, letting me inside, her expression carrying less guardedness than I remembered from our first conversation. “I think I might be too,” she said. We settled into the same worn chairs as before, and for a moment neither of us spoke, the silence comfortable in a way it hadn’t been the last time I’d sat here. “Helena’s in custody,” I said. “You probably already know that.” “I rea
THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED SEVEN
Aria’s POV Romeo found me in the library the next morning, hovering near the doorway with an uncertainty that looked strange on him, someone who’d spent most of this investigation moving through danger with far more confidence than he showed standing there now. “Do you have a minute?” he asked. “Of course,” I said, setting aside the book I hadn’t really been reading. “Come in.” He settled into the chair across from me, hands clasped loosely between his knees, the posture of someone who’d rehearsed what he wanted to say and still wasn’t entirely sure how to begin. “I heard about Elena’s business,” he said. “The holding company, the buyout.” “Word travels fast around here,” I said. “She asked if I wanted to help her build it,” he said. “Security consulting, mostly. Vetting partners, watching for the kind of people who might try to take advantage of a company still finding its footing.” “That sounds like exactly the kind of thing you’d be good at,” I said. “That’s not actually w
THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED SIX
Aria’s POV The care facility sat on the outskirts of the city, quiet and understated, nothing about its plain brick exterior suggesting the man inside had once commanded enough fear and influence to shape an entire criminal network. Elena stood beside the car for a long moment before finally moving toward the entrance, her spine straight despite everything I could see trembling underneath her composure. “You don’t have to do this alone,” I said, falling into step beside her. “I know,” Elena said. “But I think I need to walk in alone, at least. You and Romanov can wait just outside, close enough if I need you.” “Whatever you need,” I said. Romanov nodded his agreement, though I saw the same protective tension in his jaw that I’d come to recognize whenever someone he cared about walked toward something difficult without him directly beside them. Elena disappeared through the front doors, and the two of us settled onto a bench in the small courtyard outside, close enough to reach
THE BILLIONAIRE'S STAND-IN BRIDE ONE HUNDRED FIVE
Aria’s POV Elena found me in the garden the following morning, an envelope clutched in one hand, her expression somewhere between excitement and disbelief. “I need you to read this,” she said, before I’d even finished setting down my coffee. I took the envelope, noting the formal letterhead immediately, a law firm I didn’t recognize based two cities away. “What is it?” “Read it,” Elena said again, settling onto the bench beside me, practically vibrating with an energy I hadn’t seen from her since before any of this began. I unfolded the letter carefully. It took me a moment to work through the formal legal language, but the substance of it became clear soon enough. A holding company connected to Elena’s family, dormant for years, had recently come under review following the Correction’s collapse. With certain debts settled and certain obligations cleared, the company’s original assets were now available for Elena to reclaim, should she choose to pursue it. “This is real?” I aske
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