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Chapter Eleven

Author: Cripsy Wema
last update publish date: 2026-10-23 07:57:23

Kael

I had checked my phone four times in the last twenty minutes.

There was nothing unusual about that. I ran a company worth billions, and people were always waiting for my attention.

Except I wasn’t checking for work.

I was checking whether Serena Sinclair had sent me another message.

Which was ridiculous, considering I was the one who had invited her to lunch.

“You haven’t heard a word I’ve said.”

I looked up.

Damon sat opposite me, thoroughly unimpressed.

“I heard you.”

“Then what did I sa
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    KAELMichael Rocco was sweating before Damon even opened the door.That told me two things.He knew why he was here.And he knew an apology wasn’t going to save him.I remained seated behind my desk as Damon escorted him inside.Michael was thirty-six, married, with two children and a respectable position managing several of our private accounts. He wore an expensive grey suit, although the collar of his shirt had darkened with sweat.He’d worked for me for four years.Apparently, that hadn’t been long enough to learn the difference between loyalty and stupidity.“Sit down, Michael.”He glanced at Damon.Damon closed the door.“Mr. Blackwell, I can explain.”“I haven’t asked you to.”Michael swallowed.He sat.The office was quiet except for the faint ticking of the clock behind me.It wasn’t the office I used for Blackwell Group.There were no assistants outside waiting with acquisition proposals. No board members demanding updates. No glass walls overlooking the city.This building

  • The Devil’s Favorite   Chapter Twenty-Three

    SERENAI had spent eight years remembering Vivienne as the woman who made everything feel safe.I had never imagined her being afraid of someone.Not until the night my mother told me about her final visit.Now I couldn’t stop thinking about it.Vivienne had known something terrible was coming. She had tried to protect me, and the people who should have helped her had looked the other way.One of them had been my father.Another might have been the man whose name now sat in the middle of our investigation.Martin Keller.I was still thinking about him when I arrived at Blackwell Group the following morning.Kael met me outside the conference room, kissed my cheek, and took the handbag from my shoulder.“You look tired.”“Hmm.”“Did you sleep?”“Some of us have jobs that don’t involve intimidating board members before breakfast.”“I don’t intimidate board members.”I gave him a look.He smiled. “Not all of them.”I tried not to smile back.It didn’t work.For a moment, the weight of th

  • The Devil’s Favorite   Chapter Twenty-Two

    KAELDamon called at eight twelve on Monday morning.I was halfway through my first meeting when his name appeared on my phone. I ignored it, sent him a message telling him to wait, and returned my attention to the presentation.Thirty seconds later, he called again.I excused myself from the meeting.“If this isn’t important,” I said when I answered, “I’m going to make you regret learning my number.”“I found something.”I stopped walking.“About Vivienne?”“Yes.”For once, Damon didn’t sound amused with himself. There was no sarcastic comment waiting at the end of his sentence, no attempt to make me ask three times before giving me an answer.“What did you find?”“The audit records we requested have finally come through. You need to see them.”“Can you explain over the phone?”“I could, but I’d rather you looked at the documents yourself. There’s something about the timeline that doesn’t sit right with me.”I glanced through the glass wall of the conference room. The executives insi

  • The Devil’s Favorite   Chapter Twenty-One

    SERENABy the time we reached Kael’s apartment, I was beginning to suspect that loving a Blackwell came with an unreasonable number of complications.Not that I intended to complain.The man had spent the better part of the evening listening to me talk about my father, the secrets he’d kept, and the growing distance between the man I loved and the man I was beginning to question. He hadn’t tried to tell me how to feel or insist that Richard must have had a good reason for everything.He had simply listened.Somehow, that made it harder to keep pretending I was fine.Kael loosened his tie as we entered the living room.“Have you eaten?”I dropped my handbag onto the sofa. “Is that your way of asking whether I’m hungry or your way of avoiding a difficult conversation?”“Can’t it be both?”I looked at him.He gave me a perfectly innocent expression that I had already learned not to trust.“You’re unbelievable.”“I’ve been told.”“By women who eventually escaped, I imagine.”“Some of them

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    KAEL Serena stole my shirt. Not borrowed. Stole. I found her in my kitchen the following morning, wearing one of my white shirts, her hair gathered into a messy knot, and my favorite mug between her hands. She looked entirely too pleased with herself. “That’s mine,” I said. She glanced down at the shirt. “What’s yours?” “My shirt, Serena.” “And?” “And you have your own clothes.” She took a sip of coffee. “Yours are more comfortable.” I walked over and stood beside her. “You could’ve asked.” “Would you have said no?” I considered it. She smiled triumphantly. “Exactly.” I slipped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. She leaned into me, pretending she wasn’t smiling. Three days ago, she’d arrived at my penthouse carrying a bag and wearing the expression of a woman who had decided she was done dealing with the rest of the world. Now she was barefoot in my kitchen, drinking my coffee, wearing my clothes, and arguing with me as though she’d lived here for years.

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    SERENALater that night, I stood in front of Kael’s bedroom mirror, wondering why a piece of black silk had suddenly made me nervous.I’d packed the nightdress myself. Nobody had forced me to bring it.And yet, now that I was wearing it, I was considering changing into one of his oversized shirts.“Serena?”Too late.I turned toward the doorway.Kael stood there in dark trousers and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He’d been downstairs taking a call, and judging by the way he stopped walking, whatever business he’d been discussing had completely left his mind.His gaze traveled over me before returning to my face.“Well?” I asked, trying to sound casual.He didn’t answer immediately.“Kael?”“You’re beautiful.”My stomach fluttered.“You’ve seen me in a nightdress before.”“Not that one.”I glanced down.“What’s wrong with this one?”“Absolutely nothing.”He closed the distance between us.I tilted my head back to look at him.“You’re staring.”“I know.”“It’s rude

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