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Chapter 102
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The Parisian academy burned behind them—a husk of tradition consumed by flashing lights and shattered protocol. Helicopters throbbed above the ivy-laced rooftops, casting red shadows across cobblestone. Sirens screamed like wounded ghosts.Savannah limped across the square, her coat half-torn, one heel missing. Blood painted her palm from a graze she didn’t remember earning. Beside her, Colton moved like a wolf still braced for ambush—head low, eyes sharp, hand glued to the small of her back. Every few steps, he looked behind them, as if Mira-Eve might vanish again into smoke.The girl had slipped through a side exit, pulled by handlers or perhaps by instinct. She had spoken only once in that cursed ballroom, and yet the entire world had heard: “The dream lady.”Savannah’s heart beat to those words now—relentless, pulsing. Every corner they turned might mean her daughter slipping further into Weston’s grip. Every hesitation might mean it was already too late.Julian’s voice broke thro
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The world had narrowed to flickering screens, red warning strobes, and the thin, glassy air of helplessness. In the darkened command room, Rhett stood in front of a wall of monitors, pale with horror. His finger traced a glowing schematic: the layout of Echo’s hidden pediatric lab—code-named “Nest.” Savannah stood behind him, arms tightly wrapped around herself as if bracing against a cold that lived in her blood.“They call it Cascade V-2,” Rhett muttered, almost to himself. “It’s not a vaccine. It’s a reprogramming agent.”He tapped the screen. A series of notes scrolled upward—handwritten scans with Weston’s signature at the bottom.Subject: Mira-EveProtocol: Empathic OverdriveGoal: Emotional influence and memory fusionViability: 67% with maternal sedation factor. Consent obtained (see Delaney signature, file #0047)Savannah’s knees gave slightly, but she didn’t fall. “Fusion? What does that mean?”“They want to take what’s in her mind and amplify it—make her feel too much, so m
The Billionaire's Hidden Vows Chapter 103
The academy grounds slept under a silvery moon, statues of angels bending over fountains that whispered. Savannah stood beneath an arched trellis, holding Mira Eve’s sketchbook—a leather-bound relic of dreams and loss.She flipped through page after page: Savannah’s face—eyes wide, hair wild—as though carried on a gust of memory; Eva in diapers; tangled hallways of Echo laboratories; geometric corridors she’d never shown her daughter. The faces were precise, skeletal, unmistakable—but drawn by a child’s hand.She pressed her palm to the page again and again, watching the lines begin to blur. Mira Eve’s hand had trembled across the page, yet each stroke bore intent, as though drawn in sleep and half-memory.Behind her, Colton tread softly. “Do you see her in there?” he whispered.Savannah inhaled, nails grazing the paper as if making a contract with fate. “It’s how she sees us. How she lived us.”Eva came up behind them, plush wolf hanging off one arm. She slid into Savannah’s side and
The Billionaire's Hidden Vows Chapter 102
The Berlin rain had stopped hours ago, but its ghost lingered in the chilled breath of the villa, in the tremor of tree shadows clawing at the windows. Inside the library, light from a halogen lamp poured harsh judgment over the antique desk. Julian sat at its edge, hunched, skeletal beneath his shirt. His hands hovered over the laptop keys, unwilling to press further.Savannah and Colton stood beside him, statues of dread and disbelief. Savannah's arms crossed tightly over her chest, her shoulders angled as if bracing for impact. Colton’s jaw was locked, carved from granite, his presence a wall against everything unraveling.Julian's voice was brittle, and his words splintered the stillness.“They forwarded everything,” he said, fingers trembling as he scrolled. “The fake email. The tampering logs. Our metadata. It’s all been reversed—like watching your own trap snap shut on your wrist.”Savannah leaned closer, eyes devouring the headers and metadata displayed on the screen. Her brea
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The morning did not come like light. It came like fragments—shards of thought slivered through Savannah’s skull, splintering reality into something brittle and blurred. She awoke not in her bed, but on the marble floor of Colton’s library. Cold. Alone. Her cheek pressed to the vein of some polished stone that did not recognize her body.Her fingers clutched a book—The Anatomy of Memory—its leather cover curled with age, but she had no recollection of pulling it from the shelf.Sunlight bled through the windows in thick, oppressive streaks. It was too bright, too warm, too artificial—like a spotlight in an interrogation chamber. Savannah sat up slowly. Her spine protested. Her breath came in uneven rhythms, as though it no longer belonged to her lungs. The silence in the room buzzed with tension, as if she’d missed a symphony and caught only the echo.The books were all in place. The furniture unshuffled. Not a single window ajar. The room itself was immaculate—untouched.But she was n
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The sky tore open in sheets of rain, brutal and unforgiving, each drop striking the courtyard like shrapnel from a divine war. Wind howled between the columns of the villa, toppling potted orchids and smashing panes of stained glass in a cascade of color and sound. Sirens wailed through the marbled halls—metallic and inhuman—shrieking a warning far too late. Black-suited agents thundered down the corridors, boots slick against wet marble, rifles drawn, visors down.Delaney ran like a hunted ghost.Her coat was gone. Her breath came in ragged bursts. Her left hand clutched Mira-Eve’s small wrist with desperate precision. The child, half-shielded by a patchwork quilt, barely touched the floor as Delaney pulled her through chaos—past overturned ashtrays, past splintered artwork, past memories that had turned into broken furniture.Savannah and Colton followed, their feet soaked, hearts racing. But at the threshold of the covered patio, they stopped.A sweep of security drones hovered abo
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