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THE GHOST IN THE KITCHEN

Auteur: Mpho
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The afternoon sun continued to bathe the terrace in gold, but for Alexander, the warmth had been replaced by a prickling, icy tension. Sandra sat amidst the Sterling family, her poise impeccable and her laughter light. She navigated the introductions with a seasoned grace, charming Eleanor and engaging the sisters in a way that made her feel as though she had always belonged there. Liam beamed beside her, his hand resting possessively on the back of her chair, oblivious to the silent earthquake
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  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE GARDEN OF REDEMPTION

    Five Years LaterThe gates of the Sterling ancestral estate stood wide open, a symbol of the transparency that now defined the family name. The once-intimidating fortress of stone and secrets had been transformed. The high walls remained, but they were now draped in climbing jasmine and bougainvillea, and the heavy silence of the past had been replaced by the chaotic, beautiful symphony of a family truly alive.In the center of the sprawling Great Lawn, a massive white marquee had been erected for the twins’ sixth birthday. It wasn’t a stiff, corporate affair like the parties of Alexander’s youth. There were jumping castles, a petting zoo, and children from all walks of life—classmates from the twins' school and children from the "Sibande Village Outreach" program—running together across the grass.Evan and Eva were no longer the tiny infants who had been the "light in the darkness." At six years old, they were a formidable duo. Evan, with Alexander’s sharp intellect and a surprisingl

  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE BREAKING OF THE CREST

    The aftermath of the rescue at the hunting lodge was not met with the quiet cover-up the Sterling name usually commanded. Alexander made sure of it. As the sun rose over the city, the clinical white walls of a high-end private medical facility provided the backdrop for a new kind of Sterling history. Sandra was being treated for a concussion and severe bruising, while Isabella sat by her bedside, a silent guardian who refused to leave until the legal paperwork was signed.Alexander didn't go to the beach house. He didn't go to his own office. He drove straight to the Sterling ancestral mansion, the seat of his father’s power. He didn't knock. He walked into the grand dining room where his father, Mr. Sterling, and a pale, trembling Eleanor were having breakfast."It’s over," Alexander said, his voice dropping like a lead weight onto the mahogany table."Alexander? What on earth—" Eleanor started, but the look on her son's face silenced her."Liam kidnapped Sandra. He held her at the l

  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE RECKONING AT THE LODGE

    The drive back toward the Sterling estate was a silent, grim affair. The car sped through the darkness, the headlights cutting a lonely path through the thick forest that bordered the family property. Alexander gripped the steering wheel, his jaw set in a hard line of determination. Beside him, Isabella watched the trees blur past, her heart heavy with a mixture of fear and a strange, cold resolve. She had seen the face of evil before, but seeing it manifest in the brother of the man she loved was a different kind of horror."The lodge is about two miles past the main gate," Alexander said, his voice a low vibration. "It’s secluded, used mostly by my father for hunting trips and 'private' negotiations. There’s only one road in and out.""He won't be expecting us," Isabella noted. "He thinks we're a hundred miles away, wrapped up in our own world.""That is his biggest mistake," Alexander replied. "He thinks his name protects him from his sins. He’s about to find out that I am my fathe

  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE WHISPER'S OF THE TIDE

    The Sterling beach house was a sanctuary of glass and white linen, perched on a secluded cliffside where the only neighbors were the seagulls and the endless rhythm of the Atlantic. Here, the air was salted and clean, a world away from the suffocating luxury of the city mansion and the tragic dust of the village. For the first few days, Alexander and Isabella existed in a bubble of fragile peace.Alexander had stripped away the CEO persona. He wore linen shirts and went barefoot, spending his mornings chasing the twins along the shoreline and his evenings cooking simple meals for Isabella. He was a man on a mission of penance, proving with every gesture that his world began and ended with her.Isabella, however, remained watchful. She loved the man who held her at night, but the woman who had survived the streets of the city was still on guard. They spent their afternoons on the deck, the only sound the crashing waves below. They talked—truly talked—about their fears and the darkness

  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE DUST OF THE ROAD

    The drive to the village was a journey through time. As the sleek, black SUV Alexander had finally tracked down sped away from the glass towers of the city, the landscape began to shift. The manicured lawns and paved highways gave way to the red dust of the countryside and the rolling hills of the interior.Alexander sat in the back seat, his eyes fixed on the GPS coordinates his security team had pulled from the car service Isabella had used. He felt like a man walking through a dream that had turned into a nightmare. He had spent his life building empires, but in a single morning of silence and hidden truths, the only empire that mattered—the one built on the trust of a woman named Isabella—had crumbled."Faster," Alexander urged the driver, his voice a gravelly rasp."Sir, the roads are getting rougher," the driver replied nervously.Alexander didn't care about the suspension or the tires. He only cared about the fact that Isabella had fled to the one place where she felt she didn'

  • The CEO'S dirty little secret    THE FRACTURE

    The morning sun crept over the Sterling estate with a deceptive stillness. By seven o’clock, the grand house was mostly empty of its men. Alexander had left before dawn for an urgent site inspection at one of his independent developments, his mind likely still heavy with the confession he had made to his brother. Liam, along with his father and the Sterling elders, had departed shortly after for a high-stakes board meeting to discuss the company’s post-trial recovery.Isabella woke with a dull ache in her chest. The peace she had fought so hard for felt thin, like parchment held too close to a flame. Needing a kick-start to a day she already dreaded, she slipped out of the master suite and headed toward the kitchen, hoping to grab a cup of coffee before the toddlers woke up and claimed her morning.As she entered the kitchen, she froze. Sandra was already there, standing by the stove. The air between them was thick with the residue of yesterday’s backhanded insults. Isabella decided t

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