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Chapter Eighty One.

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Killian opened the car door, extending his hand toward her. Elara smiled, slipping her hand into his as she stepped out thw driveway of the Vane estate.

The moment they walked into the living area of the mansion..The men were already gathered, waiting.

Kiel was leaning casually against the

mantelpiece, a smirk instantly forming on his lips the second he saw her.

Sin stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes tracking her every move.

At the center of it all sat Damien, his l
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    Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, before he lost control. Elara’s breath caught in her throat as she watched his retreating back, her eyes filled with silent desperate agony. Please be okay... she prayed silently. Just hold on a little longer... "Killian, wait!" Courtney called out hastily, casting one last smug glance at Elara before scurrying after him through the ballroom. Elara let out a shaky breath, slowly turning back to face Cassius, only to find his unblinking eyes already fixed on her.. "What?" Elara asked, her tone flat and guarded. Instead of answering, Cassius stepped closer, wrapped a arm around her waist, and yanked her against his chest. Tilting her head back with his free hand, he buried his face into the curve of her neck, pressing a possessive kiss directly against her beating pulse point. Elara’s skin crawled with revulsion. Shoving her palms against his chest, she broke his grip and stumbled back. "What the hell is wrong with you

  • The Architect Of My Ruin   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight.

    Cassius didn't wait for the valet. He immediately opened his door, rounded the hood and pulled Elara’s door wide. he offered a palm..She swallowed down an inward sigh, placing her fingers into his grip. The moment her feet hit the ground, Cassius pulled her firmly against his chest, his arm sliding around her waist to keep her against his side. He bent his head down, his lips brushing softly against the back of her hand, right over the diamond ring he had forced onto her finger. "Breathtaking..." Cassius murmured against her skin.. Elara forced a tight, brittle smile to her lips, reclaiming her hand with a subtle tug. "Let's... go inside, Cassius." Cassius gave a single satisfied nod, guiding her past the velvet ropes into the building.. Inside, the ballroom was a spectacle of suffocating luxury. Live orchestra music drifted from the mezzanine.. Elara’s blue eyes swept over the dense crowd, a faint, instinctual frown tugging at her forehead. Cassius felt the subtle tension

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    ~♠︎~9:30pm.Cassius sat motionless, bathed in the cool blue glow of a monitor. On the screen, Elara lay tucked under the covers of her bed.He tilted his head, his hollow eyes tracing the gentle rise and fall of her chest with intensity."She is so well-behaved tonight..." Cassius whispered, a breathless, dark chuckle escaping his lips. "So quiet... so peaceful inside my walls..."Bzzzz. Bzzzz.Without taking his eyes off the screen for a single second, Cassius swiped his thumb across the glass and brought the phone to his ear."Speak.." he commanded coldly."Cassius, we have a serious problem." Amber’s sharp, tense voice came over the speaker."Then fix it." Cassius replied indifferently, leaning forward to zoom in on Elara’s resting face. "That is what I pay you for.""It’s not that simple this time.." Amber insisted, "It’s about you and the High Mobs Council leaders."Cassius’s brows knit together, a hard line forming between his eyes."What do those old fools want now?""It’s not

  • The Architect Of My Ruin   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six..

    "Smoke?" James offered, pulling a silver case from his jacket pocket and flicking it open. "No," Damien replied coldly as he kept his hands tucked inside his coat pockets. James looked at him for a beat before a low, bitter chuckle escaped his throat. "Of course..." he muttered under his breath, snapping the case shut. "You're a fucking Vane." "Is there an actual reason you pulled me out here, Miller?" Damien asked, his eyes narrowing. "Or are you just wasting my time?" James throat bobbing nervously under Damien's gaze. He hesitated, shifting his weight before finally forcing the question out. "How... how is Rosaline?" Damien’s jaw locked instantly into stone. A silence fell over the corridor, Damien’s eyes flashed with fury. Then, a slow smirk curled the corners of his lips. "My 'wife'..." Damien began, placing emphasis on the word, "...is doing exceptionally well. She is thriving, breathtakingly beautiful every single day, and utterly happy." James gulped, the color drain

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    Cassius reached out and pushed one open, stepping back to let Elara pass first. Elara offered him a smile and stepped across the threshold. Cassius followed close behind, the soft click of the latch sealing them inside. The bedroom was a perfect, chilling mirror of Cassius himself.. vast, dark, and cold. Elara turned around near the foot of the king-sized bed, catching Cassius standing near the entryway, his eyes fixed on her as if he still couldn't believe she was actually standing inside his bedroom. "I'll... I'll be in my study tonight," Cassius rasped out, his hand lingering near the brass door handle as he tried to force distance between them to maintain what little control he had left. Elara tilted her head slightly, her eyes fixing on his. "Why? Don't you sleep, Cassius?" Cassius swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. "I... I do. But I assumed you–" "Okay then, you can leave only when i sleep off." Elara cut him off taking a step toward him. She stopped just inches from

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    Cassius stared at her frozen face for a long beat, before his shoulders suddenly began to shake. A low chuckle escaped his lips, breaking the dead silence of the restaurant."Relax, Elara..." Cassius murmured, taking a slow sip of his vintage red wine, his eyes glinting with amusement over the crystal rim."I'm not a serial killer. 'Yet.' Though I won't lie to you... I do love the thrill of it. The quiet authority of taking a life... it’s surprisingly soothing."nausea washed over Elara, her stomach knotting into a tight ball of disgust."Anyways... to answer your question.." Cassius continued, "I was there on an assignment. I was working inside a high-level syndicate circle back then, and we had a rat in our logistics pipeline. The bosses needed him eliminated quietly. It turned out the kid was a teenager who happened to attend your private academy... and because I had a young, college-aged face back then, they sent me inside the gates to hunt him down."Elara’s breath hitched in her

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    Every corner of the Grand hall was covered in white orchids, the scent thick and cloying, matching the crushing pressure of the expectations in the room.At the altar, Roman Sterling adjusted his cufflinks.He looked every bit the polished heir."Oh, you look so handsome, son." his mother whispered

  • The Architect Of My Ruin   Chapter Seven.

    Elara let out a heavy sigh. She had expected her father to be worried, but as she looked closely at his face, she realized this went far deeper than basic anxiety.His eyes weren't just wide with fear, they were entirely wide from horror."Tell me, Elara..." he choked out, his fingers digging into

  • The Architect Of My Ruin   Chapter Six

    The next morning, Elara walked down the staircase, still wearing the same gown from yesterday.She felt completely out of place, but she had no other choice.The moment her foot hit the last stairs, the same maid from last night rushed to her. This time, the woman's face was in a polite smile."Goo

  • The Architect Of My Ruin   Chapter Five.

    The moment they stepped out of the hotel and into the night air, a breeze hit them. Despite the long sleeves of her new gown, Elara couldn't suppress a shiver.Killian walked toward a midnight black Rolls-Royce idling at the curb. His driver had already pulled the door open, waiting with a bowed he

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