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CHAPTER 48: His Type Was Never Me.
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His mood was already wrecked. He’d been holding it down all damn second with white knuckles and grit teeth. “Are you lost?” his voice boomed when his eyes met Celine, announcing him without even trying. The sight of Celine tugged behind his eyes.Silas bowed without turning, and Niya felt his hold loosen a notch. She exhaled softly, unsure if it was of relief or something she couldn't name.“No. Just surprised to see how far your taste has fallen.” Celine flipped her hair.Wrong answer.The slouch in his posture went rigid. The relaxed curve of his head leveled, and those icy unreadable pools of his eyes darkened.“You don’t get to speak like that in front of me,” his jaw clenched so hard the skin stretched over bone. “I won't repeat myself.”“Relax,” she smiled, unfazed. “Your face is on every goddamn screen. It wasn’t hard.” She started towards him. “I was curious.”“And what?” his lips quirked up. “I’m supposed to thank you for the entertainment?”“You missed my father’s fundraise
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“You don’t even belong in here. I’ve seen girls like you. Wannabes. Strays. Always hoping some powerful man will mistake pity for love,” Celine tilted her head, amusement curling at the corners of her lips like a venomous smile. “But men like Raphael don’t keep – they use, then toss and you’re a passing interest. A placeholder.”She smoothed down the front of her dress like nothing had happen, her manicured finger swirled in the air like she was tracing something invisible and hideous. “I wouldn’t even have to try,” she continued. “You don’t exist in these circles, but I could make damn sure they remember your face. You’ll be the sad little charity girl who clung to a man who never once claimed her. That’s the story they’ll spread and it’ll stick.”Niya didn’t speak. She couldn’t because her throat burned like she’d swallowed fire, and her body felt tight, like a violin string stretched past its tuning. Her hands twitched at her sides, but she still hasn't moved. Not when she wanted
TWO LIVES - Shattered Illusion CHAPTER 48: His Type Was Never Me.
She reached out and plucked a handful of popcorn from Niya’s tub without never breaking eye contact. She sniffed it and her face scrunched up.“I heard about you,” she said through her nose. “You’re the reason he missed my father's fundraiser. Do you know how many families had to re-strategize because Raphael didn’t show up to sign a single paper?”Niya had no idea what she was talking about, but her tone was somewhere between arrogant debutante and back-alley menace which was trashy in the worst way. And it grated on Niya’s nerves.“You sound very concerned about business,” Niya sighed loudly. “Are you his accountant, or just another bitter ex waiting on closure?”Celine’s eyes flashed as she leaned forward, her lips lifting up. “I’m someone who knows him better than you ever will. You think because of some low-level shopping and movie date makes you matter? He’ll forget your name before the credits roll.”She dropped the popcorn back but into Niya’s lap and dusted her hands like she
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“... yeah, and you wore white that day like a damn funeral virgin. What’s your point?”Rapha walked slowly through the corridor outside the cinema, stone walls reflecting shadows beneath antique sconces that burned like gaslight. He had his phone pressed to his ear.“My point is, you're late.” The voice on the other end was quiet, but it managed to find it way under his tough skin. “That girl,” the man continued. “She’s beautiful, yes. Complex, fragile in the way that invites a man like you to –”“She’s not the mission,” Raphael interrupted, his jaw grounding together as he turned into a room at the end of the corridor. “I have the access I need. I’m one move away from that file but if I fucking move too fast, it all comes down. She’s not stupid.”The room was lined with mirrors that had wooden frames carved around the edges like coffins.“Timing was sacred when this started.”“Then let me do this my way.”“This isn’t about how, Raphael. It’s about intention, and I’m starting to think
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“What were you planning to do for me, angel?” Her chest rose.Oh. Right.She was supposed to make him happy and that's what the damn contract said.“Um,” her mind scrambled to think of a safe answer. What would a man like Rapha even want? What could make a man like him happy? Was that even possible?Her palms turned clammy.He was still staring.“Movies?” she blurted.“Movies?” She nodded too fast. “Yeah. We could go see… uhm…”She paused. Her mind yanked something from her childhood that she didn't remember until then, and her mouth obeyed before reason could kick in.“Snow Belle and the Circus Crown.”A beat of silence.His blue eyes turned to slits.Her teeth sank into her lower lip.Why the hell would she say that? It was like knitting a scarf for an elephant – utterly pointless, maybe even insulting.The truth was, it was her and Maybelle’s favorite movie growing up. They knew all the cheesy musicals and the ridiculous ice-dance choreography. And now, she wanted to crawl under
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“I didn’t expect the coffee to cost twelve thousand dollars.” Niya sat with her hands fondling on her lap, her body angled toward the window, but not quite leaning on it.“That wasn’t for the coffee.” Rapha sat beside her, relaxed, with legs wide and a finger absently circling on his knee like he was thinking, but his eyes hadn’t left her face.“Sure felt like it.”A loud silence crept in.“If you’d actually read the contract, you’d have known you have access to one of my cards,” he said mildly. “You can use it whenever. It’s under your name.”Her eyes finally found his and her lips curved in an ‘o’.“Didnt you see it on the vanity in your room?”“No, I don’t…” she grimaced. “I didn’t see anything in the –”“Page six, last paragraph.”“You don’t expect anyone to read all that lawyer mumbo jumbo,” she huffed. “It was like six miles long.”He smiled to himself. “I did.”“Of course you did,” she gave him a look.“I also had my lawyer bury it on purpose,” he added, glancing out the window
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