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CHAPTER 12: THE ART OF WINNING
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2026-10-30 08:35:16
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The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 12: THE ART OF WINNING
Damon's POVI had survived hostile board meetings, negotiated contracts worth millions, and faced my father's disapproval without blinking.Yet somehow, Amelia Hart was beating me at my own game.“You cheated,” she announced, glaring at the chessboard.“I won.”“You moved that piece illegally.”“It's called strategy.”I leaned back in my chair. “Would you like me to explain the rules?”“I know the rules!”“Then perhaps you should consider learning how to win.”“Fine. Chess is boring anyway.”“Because you're losing?”“Because you're annoying.”I laughed as she reached for the deck of cards on the table.She had insisted we take the evening off. Apparently, working every night was a terrible habit, and she had appointed herself responsible for correcting mine.Three games of chess and two rounds of cards later, I just began to suspect she had invented this evening solely to insult my intelligence.The problem was that I was enjoying every minute of it.“Gin rummy,” she announced, shuffl
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 11: THE THING ABOUT BREAKFAST
Amelia's POVI didn’t answer Gavi’s message that night.I told myself it was because I was tired, because I had done enough emotional labor for one day, because the victory of speaking my truth deserved to stand without his shadow falling over it. All of those things were true. But the deeper truth was simpler: I was afraid that if I opened that door, even a crack, I would slip back into the woman who explained herself, who justified her choices, who apologized for taking up space.So I left the message unread. Or rather, I read it—I read it four times, standing there on the landing but I didn’t let it reach me. I turned off the screen, went into my bedroom, and closed the door.The house was quiet. Through the wall, I could hear the faint sound of Damon moving, the clicks of his keyboard. I sat on the edge of the bed, still in my comfortable dress, and pressed my palms flat against the mattress.I can choose whether to answer it.The next morning, I woke to sunlight and the smell of
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 10: THE UNEXPECTED CALL
Amelia's POVBy the time I returned to the Blackwood residence, I had replayed my conversation with Sebastian Cross several times. Especially the part where I told him I had prepared the work Gavi presented as his own.I kept remembering the look on his face when he realised I had been more than an assistant standing quietly behind my former boyfriend. I wondered what he would tell Gavi, whether he would mention our conversation, and whether Gavi would even care.Then I reminded myself that none of those questions mattered as much as what I had done. The very first time i spoke about my work without protecting Gavi’s reputation. I had not insulted him or tried to make myself look better by making him look worse. I just simply told the truth.And somehow, that felt like a bigger victory than I had expected.I set my bag on the bedroom chair and changed into a comfortable dress. My presentation notes were still inside the bag, along with the business card Nora Ellis had given me after
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 9: THE WOMAN BEHIND THE NUMBERS
Amelia's POVBy Thursday morning, I had practised my presentation so many times that I could recite the opening without looking at Istood in front of the mirror, checking the strap of my handbag for the third time. Ten minutes.That was all I had to convince Wrenford Hotels that my proposal deserved more than a place among six shortlisted submissions.I slipped my notes into the bag and took one last look at myself.I wasn't wearing anything expensive. My navy trousers and cream blouse were pieces I'd owned for years, but they were clean, well-fitted, and professional. All i wanted was to look like I belonged in my own.The Wrenford Business Forum occupied the upper floor of a modern building in Manhattan. When I arrived, several consultants were already seated in the waiting area, reviewing documents or quietly rehearsing their presentations.I checked in at the reception desk and received a visitor's badge.AMELIA HART — INDEPENDENT CONSULTANT.I looked at it before pinning it to m
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 8: MY NAME ON MY WORK
Amelia's POVMy name looked strange at the top of the proposal prepared by me.For three years, my work had appeared beneath Gavi’s name. He had stood in meeting rooms explaining figures I had calculated and ideas I had developed, while I sat nearby telling myself that our turn would come.There had never been an our. Only his. I pressed save before I could start feeling sorry for myself.“You’ve been staring at that page for ten minutes.”Damon stood beside the coffee machine, already dressed for work. His tie was still loose, and he carried two mugs.What are you working on?I turned the laptop so he could see. “Wrenford Hotels has an open call for consultants. They want a new guest-retention strategy for their boutique properties. I’m proposing a thirty-day pilot at one location before expanding the project.”He glanced over the first page. “That sounds more sensible than asking them to commit six months immediately.”“I came to that conclusion after someone pointed it out.”“I hop
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 7: UNDER ONE ROOF
Damon's POVI heard the doorbell just as I finished checking the bedroom upstairs. I have already made the bed, the wardrobe was ready, and the curtains were exactly where they had been. There was absolutely no reason to inspect the room again.Yet here I was, wasting time over a bedroom when I had a company to run and Amelia Hart was moving into my house..I headed downstairs and opened the front door.She stood there in fitted jeans and a cream blouse, holding a travel bag. Her eyes met mine. That pretty smile was on her face. “Good afternoon, fiancé.”Somehow, that word sounded different at my front door.“Good afternoon, Amelia.” I stepped aside. “Come in.”She entered, looking around the hallway before turning to me..She smiled sweetly. “I thought I should ask before unpacking.”I laughed and took the bag from her hand. “I'm beginning to understand why you insisted on keeping your independence.”“Good. I'm glad the message is getting through.”She followed me into the sitting
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