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THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE
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THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME BLOOD ON THE BALANCE SHEET
Valerie stared at the screen until the numbers began to blur.She blinked once. Then again.They did not change.The conference room was empty except for her and the quiet hum of the projector. Outside the glass walls, the city moved as if nothing inside this building had just fractured beyond repair.She leaned closer to the table, scrolling slowly, carefully, as though moving too fast might make the truth vanish.It did not.The shell companies were layered with precision. Clean. Elegant. Designed to look harmless. Consulting fees. Logistics partnerships. Quiet investments routed through three countries and two charitable foundations.All of them led back to the same names.Men who should have disappeared from her life decades ago.Men connected to her father.Valerie’s throat tightened.She remembered those names from whispers. From arguments that stopped when she entered the room. From court documents that had been sealed and re sealed until curiosity itself grew tired.Her father
THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME THE MAN HE BURIED
Ethan had not planned to come here.Some places lived beneath the skin, waiting patiently, certain they would be visited again whether invited or not. This was one of them.The building looked smaller than memory had made it. Two floors of peeling paint and cracked windows, wedged between a closed laundromat and a pawn shop that still flickered its sign like a dying pulse. The street smelled of old rain and stale regret.Ethan stood across the road, hands buried in his pockets, jaw tight.He had learned long ago how to control his breathing. How to still his hands. How to make fear look like calm.That discipline faltered now.The past had a way of undoing years of careful restraint with one simple invitation.Your board is not as loyal as you think.The message replayed in his mind.He had known this moment was coming.He crossed the street and pushed open the door.A bell rang overhead, sharp and familiar.Inside, the air was thick with cigarette smoke and cheap cologne. The place h
THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME POLISHED KNIVES
Valerie arrived at the boardroom five minutes early.She always did.The long table gleamed beneath the recessed lights, every surface polished to reflect control and order. Floor to ceiling windows framed the city like a painting she owned. This room had been her battlefield long before it became her throne.She took her seat at the head of the table and placed her tablet down carefully.Her pulse was steady.Her mind was not.Vivian had not answered her last call.That silence followed Valerie into the room like a shadow.One by one, the board members filed in. Familiar faces. Measured smiles. Carefully neutral expressions. Men and women who had watched Valerie grow into power and who had once underestimated how far she would go to protect it.Or what it had cost her.When the final seat was filled, Valerie clasped her hands together.Let us begin.The first twenty minutes passed smoothly. Financial reports. Projections. Updates on the gala. Applause followed her vision speech exact
THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME THE NIGHT THAT NEVER ENDS
Vivian did not know how long she had been sitting there.Time had loosened its grip, stretching and folding in on itself until minutes felt like hours and hours collapsed into moments. The room around her was dim, unfamiliar, lit only by a single lamp that cast more shadow than light. The air smelled faintly of dust and something metallic that made her stomach churn.Her hands were folded in her lap.She was not tied.That frightened her more than restraints ever could.Across from her, a wall clock ticked steadily. Each second landed like a small удар against her skull, rhythmic and merciless.Tick.Vivian closed her eyes.The sound changed.It was no longer a clock.It was the soft click of a recorder switching on.Her breath hitched sharply.No. Not now.She pressed her palms against her temples, but the memory did not obey.She was small again.Her feet did not reach the floor as she sat on the edge of her childhood bed, legs swinging slightly. The house smelled like her mother’s
THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME ALMOST
The city held its breath.Valerie felt it the moment she stepped into the night air outside the headquarters. The streetlights glowed too softly. The traffic moved too smoothly. It was the kind of calm that settled just before something shattered.She slid into the back seat of the car and closed the door with deliberate care.Home, she said.The driver nodded and pulled away.Her phone rested in her lap, dark and silent. She had not messaged Ethan since uncovering the files. Not since the image of him beside her father had lodged itself into her chest like a splinter she could not remove.Anger would have been easier.Instead, she felt something far more dangerous.Longing.She stared out the window, watching reflections stretch and warp across the glass. Memories surfaced uninvited. The way Ethan had stood his ground in her office. The way he watched her when he thought she was not looking. The restraint he carried like a second skin.Was it real.Or was it preparation.Her phone li
THE CEO'S FORBIDDEN FLAME THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE
Vivian sat on the edge of her bed long after the city outside had gone dark.The penthouse was quiet in a way that felt unnatural, like a held breath. Even the distant sounds of traffic seemed muted, as though the night itself was listening. The lamp beside her cast a soft circle of light that did little to chase away the shadows gathering in the corners of the room.Her hands rested in her lap.Between her palms lay the flash drive.It was smaller than she remembered. Lighter too. As if the weight she felt had never belonged to the object at all, but to the memories sealed inside it.Vivian stared at it until her eyes burned.She could still see it. The bedroom from years ago. The low hum of the recorder. Her mother’s face slack with sleep, unaware of what was coming. Her father’s voice low and urgent. The other woman’s laughter, sharp and careless.The pillow.Vivian’s breath shuddered. She pressed a hand to her mouth, forcing herself not to make a sound.She had lived half her life
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