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Chapter 32 – Code Name: Viper
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The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 33 – Back to the Fire
The scent hit me first.Ash and damp wood, long cooled by time but never forgotten. It clung to the ruins like a ghost. The burned Montrose estate stood before me, the skeletal remains of what used to be my family’s empire. A mausoleum made of memories.The wind rustled through the blackened trees lining the perimeter, whispering secrets in a language only the past understood.I hadn’t planned to come here. But something inside me, something raw and restless, had driven me back to this place. The flash drive Damien showed me had ignited more than just questions. It had cracked open a door I thought I’d sealed forever.Now I stood here again. Alone. Or so I thought.“You shouldn’t be here.” His voice came from behind me, low and rough.I turned, heart jerking. Damien stepped out from the shadows cast by what used to be our garden archway. His coat fluttered in the wind, his face pale beneath the overcast sky.“I needed to see it,” I said my voice barely a whisper.Damien walked beside
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The sound of the rain against the villa’s glass panels was steady, calming, and almost deceptively peaceful. But inside, the air between Damien and me was charged. Not with anger or suspicion, but something far more volatile, truth.Real truth.We sat across from each other in the dim glow of the living room, a spread of files, photographs, and encrypted flash drives laid out between us like the pieces of a broken life. Mine. His. Ours.Damien leaned forward, his sleeves rolled up, revealing a constellation of bruises and healing cuts. The gunshot wound to his shoulder still had him favoring his left side, but he hadn’t slowed down. If anything, his intensity had doubled."This one," he said, tapping a picture of a board member from my father's company, "was at the meeting where the Montrose Agreement was signed. But he died in a car crash two weeks later. That’s too convenient."I nodded slowly, my eyes tracing the fine lines of suspicion and betrayal etched across the documents. "Th
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The event had been a disaster from the start.I knew it was going to be bad when I stepped into the lavish ballroom, my heels clicking loudly on the marble floors. The Gala for Women in Business had always been one of those affairs where the high-powered elite gathered to pretend they liked each other, exchanging smiles that never quite reached their eyes. But tonight felt different. The air was thick with tension, and the room was buzzing with whispered rumors.Elena Montrose. The notorious daughter of the disgraced billionaire. The woman who’d somehow gotten herself into the good graces of one of the most powerful CEO's in the world, Damien Crest.I had learned to ignore the rumors, to block out the judgment. But this time, it was harder. Because I wasn’t just the daughter of a man everyone despised; I was also the woman whose name was now permanently etched beside Damien’s. And not in a way that was accepted by everyone.The whispers, the glances, the subtle slights, I had become a
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-06The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 36 – Someone's Watching
The knock on the door startled me, pulling me from my thoughts. My hands were shaking as I set the file down, eyes scanning the words on the page, the weight of the information pressing against my chest. The familiar tension between Damien and me was still heavy in the air, but there was something more, a lingering sense that the ground beneath us was crumbling, and we were running out of time.I stood up quickly, smoothing my dress as I approached the door. My heart raced in anticipation of what was coming next.When I opened it, I found a manila envelope lying on the doorstep. No one was there, and the silence felt unnerving as if the world had stopped, holding its breath. I bent down to pick it up, my mind spinning with possibilities. With one swift motion, I tore open the envelope. Inside, I found a stack of surveillance photos. The first one hit me like a punch to the gut.Damien.And my father.The photos were grainy, taken from a distance, but unmistakable. Damien was sitting
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The air in Damien’s office felt heavier than usual, thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. After the revelations about my father and the increasingly complicated web of lies we were trapped in, I wasn’t sure where I stood with Damien anymore. His silence, though, was what was strangling me now.As I wandered the room, I tried to shake off the unease that had settled deep in my chest. The papers on Damien’s desk, documents, contracts, more secrets, didn’t hold my attention. Not right now. It was the feeling of being watched, of being on the edge of something, something huge, that had my mind swirling.I moved instinctively toward the safe in the corner of the room. It was a part of this strange world Damien inhabited, locked away in secrets, protected by a combination no one but him could crack. Yet, in the weeks I’d spent at his side, I’d come to realize that nothing was truly safe in his world, not even the things he hid.The door to the safe creaked open, and I felt a thr
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-06The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter One – The Wedding Deal
POV: Elena Montrose Five years ago, I walked away in flames. Today, I walk back in silence with a vow that will burn him instead. The reflection staring back at me in the full-length mirror didn’t belong to me not really. She was porcelain perfection in silk white, the dress sculpted to a body I no longer recognized. The woman in the mirror had steady hands, hollow eyes, and a mouth painted with a neutral smile just enough to hide the war behind her lips.She looked like a bride. But this wasn’t a wedding. It was a ‘burial’. And Damien Crest just didn’t know it yet. I smoothed the veil down over my shoulders and adjusted the diamond necklace Damien had sent just this morning—another insult dressed as a gift. One carat for each year I had vanished. Each year he thought I was gone for good. Let him think that. Let him think I was nothing more than a socialite with no past, no edge, and no motive. He didn’t recognize me and why would he?The Elena Montrose he’d once known had died the n
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Elena MontroseTime heals everything, they say. But that’s a lie. Time only teaches you how to wear the mask better.The wedding band felt like a shackle. I stared at the thin platinum circle on my finger, unmoving, while the city stretched below the penthouse windows. A cold breeze filtered through the cracked glass, fluttering the silk curtains, reminding me that I wasn’t free. I was tethered to a man who destroyed my life, and a past that refused to stay buried.I had spent the entire night awake; lying beside a man who didn’t know the woman in his bed was the same woman he left to burn five years ago.Damien had fallen asleep before I even returned from the guest room’s powder room. No words. No pretense. He didn’t want a wedding night. He wanted a pawn.Perfect. That’s exactly what I wanted him to believe.Now, in the gray hush of morning, I stood alone in his world - our world, technically. The penthouse was pristine and brutal, with all steel, marble, and modern edges. Everythi
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Elena Montrose Some says hell is fire, others say it’s cold, calculated silence shared between two people who once knew each other’s hearts.For me, hell has Damien Crest’s last name.And a penthouse with glass walls and steel bones.By the time I returned from a brief meeting with my stylist, my belongings had already been unpacked into a curated corner of Damien’s world. Designer boxes, minimalist palettes, and accessories that whispered wealth and screamed manipulation.Vivienne would’ve been proud.But beneath the glamour, every step into his home felt like walking into a chessboard. The air was heavier here—thick with control. Every object was perfectly placed, not a speck of dust in sight. Like Damien himself, the space had no room for mess, for mistakes, for softness. This wasn’t a home. It was a fortress.I stood at the threshold of what he called “our bedroom.” A term that made my skin itches.It was beautiful—marble floors, high ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows overlookin
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The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 37 – The Locket
The air in Damien’s office felt heavier than usual, thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. After the revelations about my father and the increasingly complicated web of lies we were trapped in, I wasn’t sure where I stood with Damien anymore. His silence, though, was what was strangling me now.As I wandered the room, I tried to shake off the unease that had settled deep in my chest. The papers on Damien’s desk, documents, contracts, more secrets, didn’t hold my attention. Not right now. It was the feeling of being watched, of being on the edge of something, something huge, that had my mind swirling.I moved instinctively toward the safe in the corner of the room. It was a part of this strange world Damien inhabited, locked away in secrets, protected by a combination no one but him could crack. Yet, in the weeks I’d spent at his side, I’d come to realize that nothing was truly safe in his world, not even the things he hid.The door to the safe creaked open, and I felt a thr
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 36 – Someone's Watching
The knock on the door startled me, pulling me from my thoughts. My hands were shaking as I set the file down, eyes scanning the words on the page, the weight of the information pressing against my chest. The familiar tension between Damien and me was still heavy in the air, but there was something more, a lingering sense that the ground beneath us was crumbling, and we were running out of time.I stood up quickly, smoothing my dress as I approached the door. My heart raced in anticipation of what was coming next.When I opened it, I found a manila envelope lying on the doorstep. No one was there, and the silence felt unnerving as if the world had stopped, holding its breath. I bent down to pick it up, my mind spinning with possibilities. With one swift motion, I tore open the envelope. Inside, I found a stack of surveillance photos. The first one hit me like a punch to the gut.Damien.And my father.The photos were grainy, taken from a distance, but unmistakable. Damien was sitting
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 35 – The First Kiss (That Meant Something)
The event had been a disaster from the start.I knew it was going to be bad when I stepped into the lavish ballroom, my heels clicking loudly on the marble floors. The Gala for Women in Business had always been one of those affairs where the high-powered elite gathered to pretend they liked each other, exchanging smiles that never quite reached their eyes. But tonight felt different. The air was thick with tension, and the room was buzzing with whispered rumors.Elena Montrose. The notorious daughter of the disgraced billionaire. The woman who’d somehow gotten herself into the good graces of one of the most powerful CEO's in the world, Damien Crest.I had learned to ignore the rumors, to block out the judgment. But this time, it was harder. Because I wasn’t just the daughter of a man everyone despised; I was also the woman whose name was now permanently etched beside Damien’s. And not in a way that was accepted by everyone.The whispers, the glances, the subtle slights, I had become a
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 34 – The Alliance
The sound of the rain against the villa’s glass panels was steady, calming, and almost deceptively peaceful. But inside, the air between Damien and me was charged. Not with anger or suspicion, but something far more volatile, truth.Real truth.We sat across from each other in the dim glow of the living room, a spread of files, photographs, and encrypted flash drives laid out between us like the pieces of a broken life. Mine. His. Ours.Damien leaned forward, his sleeves rolled up, revealing a constellation of bruises and healing cuts. The gunshot wound to his shoulder still had him favoring his left side, but he hadn’t slowed down. If anything, his intensity had doubled."This one," he said, tapping a picture of a board member from my father's company, "was at the meeting where the Montrose Agreement was signed. But he died in a car crash two weeks later. That’s too convenient."I nodded slowly, my eyes tracing the fine lines of suspicion and betrayal etched across the documents. "Th
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 33 – Back to the Fire
The scent hit me first.Ash and damp wood, long cooled by time but never forgotten. It clung to the ruins like a ghost. The burned Montrose estate stood before me, the skeletal remains of what used to be my family’s empire. A mausoleum made of memories.The wind rustled through the blackened trees lining the perimeter, whispering secrets in a language only the past understood.I hadn’t planned to come here. But something inside me, something raw and restless, had driven me back to this place. The flash drive Damien showed me had ignited more than just questions. It had cracked open a door I thought I’d sealed forever.Now I stood here again. Alone. Or so I thought.“You shouldn’t be here.” His voice came from behind me, low and rough.I turned, heart jerking. Damien stepped out from the shadows cast by what used to be our garden archway. His coat fluttered in the wind, his face pale beneath the overcast sky.“I needed to see it,” I said my voice barely a whisper.Damien walked beside
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 32 – Code Name: Viper
Elena’s POVI stared at the encrypted file again, the name “Viper” pulsing on the screen like a warning I couldn’t unseen. The drive had been locked tight, but Damien’s tech specialist, reluctantly sworn to secrecy, managed to recover fragments of conversations, redacted signatures, and timestamps. Everything pointed towards a corporate elite… someone powerful, protected, and cold enough to order executions under code names."Viper says she's getting too close. Remove her."My hands shook slightly as I scrolled through the fragmented logs. The deeper I looked, the worse it got. Government connections. Offshore accounts. A cover-up that spanned a decade. And all of it centered on one question that haunted me like a whisper in the dark:Who is Viper?Damien stood at the edge of the study, arms crossed, face unreadable as always. But his silence was different now, no longer suspicious, just... resigned."You're thinking what I'm thinking," I said without looking at him.“That the snake
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 31 – Truth or Loyalty
The silence between us was the kind that suffocated. Heavy. Impenetrable. I stood by the window, arms crossed over my chest, staring out into the night as if the moonlight might somehow illuminate answers that Damien refused to give.He sat behind me, still pale, fresh out of the hospital bed, but his voice was steady when he finally said it.“Elena, your father is alive.”The world didn’t tilt. It shattered. Glass-on-concrete kind of shatter. I turned slowly, too afraid that if I blinked, he’d say something cruel, something to take it back.“What did you say?”“He’s not dead,” Damien repeated, his jaw tightening. “He survived the fire. Barely. And he’s in hiding, under government protection.”My knees buckled. I didn’t fall, but I staggered, catching the edge of the table like it was the only solid thing in my collapsing world. “That’s not possible,” I whispered. “I saw the wreckage. The explosion. I buried a coffin. I,”“It wasn’t him in the coffin,” Damien said quietly.“No.” I sho
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 30 – Turning Point
Elena’s POVThe quiet hum of the villa at dawn should have been soothing. The storm had passed, leaving only the distant sound of rainwater trickling down the gutters. But the air in the room felt thick - heavy with unspoken words, unfinished conversations, and the weight of everything that had unfolded over the past few days.Damien still lay unconscious, his breathing shallow but steady. The bandages on his shoulder had been replaced during the night, and his skin was pale, drained of color. But the subtle rise and fall of his chest gave me a sense of relief. The doctor had said the bullet wouldn’t kill him, but seeing him like this - vulnerable, at the mercy of whatever had brought him to this point - stirred something in me that I wasn’t ready to face.I couldn’t look away from him.My mind kept racing, flipping through everything I’d discovered. The flash drive. The contract. The confirmation that my father hadn’t just fallen victim to a fire, but had been deeply involved in some
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride Chapter 29 – The Secret Drive
Elena POVThe storm outside hadn't let up. Rain slammed against the windows like fists in frenzy, while thunder rolled through the hills surrounding the villa. But inside, the silence was heavier - oppressive. Damien was still unconscious in the guest room, his wound stitched and dressed. The doctor, discreet and well-paid, had said the bullet missed anything vital. Still, seeing Damien pale and vulnerable had rattled me more than I cared to admit.I stood in his office, hands trembling slightly as I turned the dial on the hidden compartment built into the back of his mahogany safe.Click.The lock disengaged with a soft snick, and I pulled open the hidden drawer.Inside was a single flash drive. No bundles of cash. No illicit photos. Just a sleek black drive, labeled in permanent marker with one name: *Montrose Agreement*.My heart stuttered.Montrose was my father’s middle name.With trembling fingers, I plugged the drive into Damien’s encrypted laptop. A folder appeared instantly,
