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CHAPTER 24: THE WEDDING INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX
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The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 33: THE VULTURE AND THE QUEEN
CHAPTER 33: THE VULTURE AND THE QUEENAmelia's POVDamon took me to a small, exclusive restaurant tucked away in the West Village. It was the kind of place with no sign on the door, where the maître d' knew Damon by name and immediately led us to a secluded corner booth lit by candlelight.This is beautiful, I said, sliding into the leather seat. But I thought we were celebrating taking over New York. Shouldn’t we be at some loud, obnoxious club popping champagne?Damon sat across from me, loosening his tie. “I own two of those clubs. They’re exhausting. I’d rather have you all to myself.He ordered a bottle of wine without looking at the menu, and when the waiter left, he reached across the table, taking my hand. His thumb traced slow circles over my knuckles.How does it feel? he asked. The new office. The national rollout.Terrifying, I admitted. And incredible.That’s the correct answer. He lifted my hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to my palm. You’re a CEO now, Mrs. Blackwood.
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 32: THE POWER COUPLE
Damon's POVNew York welcomed us back with a cold, gray drizzle and a traffic jam on the Grand Central Parkway.I didn’t mind. I had spent five days on a private island with my wife, and the transition back to reality felt like a jarring slap in the face. The moment we stepped off the jet, the vultures began circling. Victor was waiting at the tarmac with the car and a tablet.“The board moved the meeting up to nine, sir,” Victor said, handing me the tablet. “They’re concerned about the press coverage from the honeymoon. Some of them are questioning the... optics of the contract marriage.”I glanced at Amelia. She was wrapped in a trench coat, her hand tucked into the crook of my arm, looking entirely unbothered by the gray city.“I’ll handle the board,” I said. I kissed her forehead and helped her into the car. “Go to the penthouse. Rest. I’ll meet you later.”She squeezed my hand. “Don’t let them make you angry.”I never get angry, Amelia. I get even.The boardroom of Blackwood Corp
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 31: THE PRIVATE ISLAND
Amelia's POV The water was so blue it looked like someone had photoshopped it.I was currently lying on a wooden deck overlooking a private cove in the Caribbean, wearing my swimsuit, a wide-brimmed hat, and absolutely nothing else.Just the sound of the waves and the feeling of the sun warming my skin.You’re doing it again, Damon’s voice rumbled from beside me.I lifted my sunglasses. He was stretched out on the lounger next to mine, looking like a Greek god in dark swim trunks, a book resting on his chest.Doing what?Thinking, he said. I can hear you thinking from here. Your brow does this little scrunch thing.I laughed. You know, . “I’m just… adjusting. It’s strange not having a crisis to manage or a contract to negotiate.”That’s the point of a honeymoon, Mrs. Blackwood. It’s a legal requirement to do absolutely nothing.I don’t think that’s in the legal definition.I’m a billionaire. I can have the definition amended.I smiled, reaching out to trace the lines of his chest. I
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 30 : THE VOWS
Amelia's POVThe doors of the grand ballroom opened, and the string quartet began to play.I stood at the end of the aisle, my hand resting on Adrian Blackwood’s arm. The room was packed hundreds of faces from New York’s elite, business rivals, and friends. But I didn’t see any of them.I only saw Damon.He stood at the altar in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, looking devastatingly handsome. But it was his expression that stole my breath. There was no mask, no cold CEO persona. His eyes were locked on mine, shining with an emotion that made my knees weak.Ready? Adrian murmured, his voice gruff.I’ve been ready since he handed me a glass of water on a terrace,” I whispered back.Adrian patted my hand, and we began to walk.The walk felt like a dream. The white roses from the southern hemisphere, the candles, the soft music it all blurred into a warm haze until I was standing in front of Damon.Adrian placed my hand in Damon’s. “Take care of her,” Adrian said, though it sounded less
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 29: THE NIGHT BEFORE FOREVER
Amelia's POVAdrian’s PR strategy worked better than any of us could have imagined.The next morning, the narrative had completely flipped. The internet didn’t see a gold digger; they saw a modern-day Cinderella story. “From a 42-page contract to a billionaire’s real love.” The headlines were everywhere. Adrian’s press secretary had released a carefully crafted statement: “Yes, it started as a business arrangement. But the best investments are the ones you never see coming.”Gavi’s attempt to ruin me had backfired spectacularly. He had tried to paint me as a fraud, and instead, he had just proven to the world that I was smart enough to negotiate my way into the Blackwood dynasty.Which brought us to tonight: the night before the wedding.I stood in the grand ballroom of the estate. The room was packed with wedding planners, florists, and the string quartet, all preparing for the main event tomorrow.And then you’ll take your father’s arm, the wedding coordinator, a terrifyingly effici
The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy CHAPTER 28: THE LAST STRIKE
Amelia's POVThe Blackwood estate was officially a war zone.I’m telling you, the lilies go on the left! Raven shouted, waving a seating chart in the air. If we put them on the right, they’ll block the camera angles for the photographer!”The lilies are going in the trash if you don’t lower your voice!” Grace shot back, balancing a clipboard and a cup of coffee. Amelia doesn’t care about camera angles. She cares about the chocolate fountain!I sat at the kitchen island watching my best friend and my future sister-in-law argue over floral arrangements.Adrian stood by the window, speaking to the estate manager. He had taken over the wedding like a general commanding an army. If I had let him, he probably would have booked a small European country for the reception.How are you holding up? Damon asked.I’m one argument away from eloping,” I admitted. “I love them, but if Raven says the word ‘aesthetic’ one more time, I’m going to scream.”I’ll get the car, he said, completely serious. I
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