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May You Get Exactly What You Deserve

Author: Cassiel Z
Elara's POV

I stared at Damien, completely bewildered by his sudden question.

For six years, he'd been convinced I'd married him purely for the status and wealth that came with being Mrs. Blackwood.

He'd accused me of being calculating, manipulative, driven by nothing but greed and ambition.

Now he was asking if I loved him?

Looking into his bloodshot eyes, I could see the exhaustion etched in every line of his face.

Dark circles shadowed his skin, and there was something almost fragile about his usually commanding presence.

Despite everything he'd done to me, despite all the pain he'd caused, I felt an unexpected pang of sympathy.

I'd heard rumors that Blackwood Enterprises had been dealing with serious problems lately.

Someone had burned down one of their main warehouses, and there were whispers about counterfeit products flooding the market, threatening deals worth hundreds of millions.

The weight of it all—the warehouses, the rumors, his family's legacy—it must be crushing him.
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