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The Predator In The Penthouse

Author: Theemage
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 03:56:20

Derek’s POV

The private hangar smelled of jet fuel and the kind of heavy, humid heat that only precedes a storm. I stood on the asphalt, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my charcoal trousers, watching the Gulfstream G650 taxi toward the terminal. The silver Rolls Royces behind me idled like a pack of metal sharks, their exhausts puffing white plumes into the morning air.

I adjusted my tie, the silk feeling like a garrote. My cold mask was locked so tight my jaw ached.

The stairs lowered
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  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   The Predator In The Penthouse

    Derek’s POVThe private hangar smelled of jet fuel and the kind of heavy, humid heat that only precedes a storm. I stood on the asphalt, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my charcoal trousers, watching the Gulfstream G650 taxi toward the terminal. The silver Rolls Royces behind me idled like a pack of metal sharks, their exhausts puffing white plumes into the morning air.I adjusted my tie, the silk feeling like a garrote. My cold mask was locked so tight my jaw ached.The stairs lowered, and there she was. Vanessa Romanov didn’t just walk, she colonized the space around her. She was draped in a cream colored power suit that screamed of old money and new blood. Her platinum hair was pulled back into a bun so tight it looked painful, highlighting the predatory sharpness of her cheekbones.She was the daughter of the Prime Minister, the man currently clawing his way toward a governorship. The man who had used a single phone call to pull Richard out of prison once, before he met h

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   Karmic Reversal

    Rose’s POVThe morning sun hit the library windows with a brightness that felt like an insult. I stood there, clutching a cold cup of coffee, staring down at that blindingly white gravel driveway. Eight days. Eight days of being a prisoner in a house that was supposed to be mine.I touched my eyes. They were dry, gritty, and heavy. I had spent the entire night curled into a ball on the floor behind my bedroom door, listening to the silence of the hallway after Derek left. I had cried until my throat was raw and my chest felt like a hollowed-out tree. But as the sun crawled over the horizon, something shifted inside me. The well was dry. I had no more tears left to shed for Derek Hamilton.The door clicked open behind me. I didn't flinch. In this house, someone was always watching."Rose?"I turned. Michelle was standing there, her usual vibrant energy dampened. Her makeup was minimal, and her eyes were soft with a pity that made me want to scream and hug her at the same time. She walk

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   The Saints Shadow

    Derek’s POVThe wood of the door was cold against my forehead, a bitter contrast to the heat radiating from the room behind it. I stood in the darkened hallway of Rose’s mansion, my eyes closed, my hand hovering inches from the handle. I didn't turn it. I couldn't.On the other side, the sound of her sobbing was a jagged blade, flaying me open inch by inch. Every hiccup, every muffled gasp into her pillow, felt like a physical blow to my chest. I wanted to kick the door down. I wanted to gather her into my arms and tell her the whole truth. I wanted to tell her that I loved her so much it felt like my ribs were cracking under the weight of it.But if I opened that door, I was signing her death warrant.“Stop giving me hope,” she had screamed at me. “Leave me alone!”I stood there for what felt like hours, a ghost in a tailored suit, listening to the woman I would die for break into a thousand pieces because of me. I had to let her hate me. If she hated me, she might stay away. If she

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   Another Prison

    Rose’s POVThe silence in the mansion didn't feel like peace anymore. It felt like a held breath.It had been seven days since the gravel in the driveway had been stained red, and seven days since I had not stepped a single foot past the iron gates.Everywhere I looked, there were eyes. New cameras hummed with a low, electronic buzz in the corners of the ceiling, and Derek’s team stood in the hallways like suit clad statues. They didn't blink. They didn't speak. They just watched.I stood at the floor to ceiling window in the library, my forehead pressed against the cool glass. Outside, the driveway looked pristine. Derek had ordered the blood soaked gravel replaced within hours of the shooting. Now, it was a blinding, perfect white. But every time I closed my eyes, I could still see the dark, jagged spread of Marcus’s blood blooming across the stones.I felt like a ghost haunting my own life. I was safe, supposedly. But looking at the perimeter fence topped with razor wire, I realize

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   The Ghost In The Penthouse

    Vanessa’s POVThe penthouse smelled like expensive bourbon and the kind of cold, metallic danger that made the hair on my arms stand up. He didn’t wait for the door to click shut. He didn’t wait for the staff to clear the room. He didn’t even look at me with anything resembling affection.He just grabbed me.His hands were rough, catching in the silk of my dress as he hauled me toward him. Our mouths crashed together, not a kiss, but a collision. It was frantic and jagged, the kind of hunger that felt more like a fight than a romance. I could hear the sharp, synchronized intake of breath from the maids in the living room. They scrambled, their eyes glued to the floor, pulling the heavy mahogany doors shut as the guards followed them out in a blurred rush of black suits. They knew the new rules of this house, when Richard was in a mood, you vanished, or you became collateral damage.He didn't lead me to the bedroom. He didn't even slow down. He slammed me back against the heavy execut

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   The Elders Sanctuary

    POV: Mr. HamiltonThe study was a cathedral of silence, a place where the scent of old parchment and expensive frankincense hung heavy in the air. I sat behind my mahogany desk, the light from the stained-glass lamp casting long, distorted shadows across the silver cross pinned to my lapel. Everything in this room was designed to reflect the purity of my station. I was a High Elder of the Cathedral, a pillar of the community, a man who walked a path of righteousness.The heavy oak door opened with a respectful creak. My lead guard stepped inside, his head bowed low enough that he was staring at his own polished shoes."Sir," he murmured, "Mr. Romanov is here to see you."A slow, serene smile touched my lips. I adjusted the cuffs of my white shirt, ensuring not a single wrinkle marred the fabric. "Well, don't keep an old friend waiting. Let him in."Vadim Romanov burst into the room with the kind of loud, boisterous energy that usually irritated me, but today, I welcomed the noise. He

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   An Eye For A Mother

    Derek's POV"Derek, stop! You are going to kill him, let him talk!"A woman slid into the room, her sneakers squeaking against the floorboard. She looked tacky, wearing an oversized hoodie with a fading NASA logo and thick dorky glasses pushed up into her messy ponytail.Michelle.Of course, that w

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-25

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   Echoes Of The Blade

    Rose's POV "How did you get that?" My voice was a ghost of a whisper, my eyes glued to the massive LED screen in Derek's living room.On the screen, the news was playing a looped video that had set the entire country on fire within one day. It was Richard and Katherine. They weren't just talking,

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-24

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   Lucifer's Scorn

    Derek's POV "If this video isn't off every social media platform in ten minutes, I will hold every single one of you accountable," I roared into my phone, slamming my hand down on my mahogany table.I sat in the center of my glass walled office, the view of city lights doing nothing to soften the

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-23

  • THE HEIRESS'S REBIRTH:REBORN AS A THORN IN MY HUSBAND'S PATH   The Hamilton Club

    Rose's POV"I will do a checkup after shopping, Ric. Don't worry," I said, my voice flat, practiced calm.Richard's face suddenly brightened. His tears all dried up from his eyes, he smiled that sweet sickening bright smile. "That's my baby girl. I will be waiting for the good news."I didn't look

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-18
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