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Chapter Eighty-Six
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2026-07-14 02:10:40
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Don D’Caputo’s daughter arrived in New Zenith wearing white.That was the first thing I noticed.Not her face, though it was striking.Not the security detail behind her, though Brian’s expression sharpened the second he saw them.Not even Luca, who went so still beside me that the air seemed to recognize him before I did.White.A tailored white suit, sharp at the shoulders, soft at the waist, with gold buttons that caught the afternoon light pouring through the glass lobby of the medical campus. She looked like she had stepped out of a courtroom, a fashion editorial, and a crime family portrait all at once.Elegant.Composed.Untouchable.Nothing about her looked like Don D’Caputo.That made her more frightening.Don had carried danger like a stain. From what little I remembered of him, he had been the kind of man who made a room feel dirty simply by entering it.His
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Brian looked as though Luca had accused him of stealing the casino.Not money.Not documents.Not confidential security access.The casino itself.His posture, usually so composed it bordered on inhuman, went rigid beside the desk. The folder between us sat open to the property map, red parcel lines cutting through New Zenith like old scars.“Behind your back?” Brian repeated.Luca stood in the doorway, one hand still on the handle, his suit jacket unbuttoned and his expression carved into that terrifying calm he wore when every polite option inside him had already died.“Yes.”Brian blinked once.It was the closest I had ever seen him come to panic.“I was providing Miss Vale with relevant records.”“You were providing my fiancée with relevant records in a closed office while I was downstairs with police.”Brian’s mouth opened.
The Billionaire's Showgirl Chapter Eighty-Six
Brian found me before Luca did.Which was impressive, considering Luca had been standing in the office doorway when I asked the question that had turned the whole room into glass.Who owns Halcyon Ridge Capital?Luca had not answered.Not really.He had looked at the screen, then at me, then at the redacted ownership file as if the blacked-out lines had personally offended him.Then his phone rang.Brian.There had been an emergency with the police liaison, or the contractor records, or one of the thousand fires that somehow did not involve actual flames but still required Luca Moretti to leave the room looking like he hated every second of it.Before he walked out, he had turned back to me.“We are not finished with this.”No.We absolutely were not.Twenty minutes later, I sat alone in the same office, staring at the closed laptop like it might confess if I glared hard enough.Then Brian knocked once and entered without waiting for permission.He was carrying a slim folder.That was
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I followed the money because I could not follow my own heart anymore.My heart was a disaster.It looked at Luca standing in the doorway of the arts center office, dark-eyed and worried and far too careful with me now, and wanted to hand him everything.The letter.The records.The fear.The ugly little seed of doubt that had taken root in my chest and started growing thorns.But my mind saw the dates on the screen.The changed ownership records.Don D’Caputo’s name buried beneath holding companies and land transfers and legal language that made everything sound clean when nothing about it felt clean at all.So when Luca asked what I was looking at, I did the worst possible thing.I lied again.“Donor lists,” I said.His eyes did not move from my face.I was beginning to understand that Luca’s silence had different temperatures. This one was cool. Not angry yet. Not suspicious enough to become dangerous.But close.“Donor lists,” he repeated.“Yes.”“For the children’s program?”My st
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I told myself I was not investigating Luca.That mattered.I was investigating Don D’Caputo.There was a difference.Probably.A thin, trembling, deeply dishonest difference, but a difference nonetheless.I sat in the temporary arts center office with the blinds half-closed, my laptop open, the anonymous letter folded beneath my phone like it might crawl away if I stopped watching it.LEAVE LUCA MORETTI BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE.I had read it so many times the words no longer felt like words.They felt like a bruise.Ask Luca what Don wanted from him before the casino deal collapsed.Ask him why Don knew your name before you ever stepped onto his stage.That was the line that kept pulling me back.Not the warning.Not the threat.My name.Don had known my name before Euphoria.Before Luca.Before the night in the VIP lounge. Before the gunman. Before the contract. Before everything.Or at least the letter wanted me to believe he had.I should have taken it to Luca.I knew that.The guilt s
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The letter arrived in an envelope so plain it almost looked innocent.No return address.No logo.No expensive paper.Just my name written across the front in neat black ink and delivered to the temporary New Zenith arts center office with a stack of donor acknowledgments, catering invoices, and a packet of ribbon samples for the next community event.That was what made it feel worse.Threats were supposed to announce themselves.Flowers with cruel cards.Anonymous texts.Leaked footage.Things that made the room go cold before you even touched them.This envelope sat between a bakery receipt and a hospital board memo like it had every right to be there.I should have called Luca immediately.That was the rule now.Not Luca’s rule.Ours.If something strange happened, I told him. If a message came in from an unknown number, I showed Brian. If anyone approached me without clearance, I did not try to be brave and manage it alone.We had agreed.We had built that trust carefully, piece b
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The music hit first.A slow swell of brass and piano rolled through the theater while the curtain stayed drawn, teasing the audience with anticipation. Behind it, under the heat of backstage lights and the smell of hairspray, I stood frozen in position like a loaded weapon waiting to fire.Then th
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"Why is this girl on the ground?"Luca's voice lowered into something dark and lethal. He didn't raise his voice, and somehow that made it worse."Just like you, she's a buzz kill." The blonde-haired man was drunk. Even from the ground, I could smell the alcohol oozing off his skin. "So you did
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I adjusted the rhinestones in my costume and reminded myself that rich people were human too.They laugh. They cry. They spend a thousand dollars an hour hiring a nobody Vegas showgirl like me for private performancesNo, not that kind of show.This was a scripted set our director reserved for hi
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His body froze against mine."What did you say?" Luca's voice lost its silk and became steel. Every word came out precise and controlled, as every word was deciding my fate. I hooked my feet together behind him, keeping him close to me while I spoke. "I know what you did last night, Luca," I wh
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