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Chapter 41
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Alexander lingered by the doorway after their brief conversation, his hand resting on the polished wood of the frame.His sharp gaze lingered on Sarah for a moment longer than usual, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his features before he cleared his throat.âIâll be in the study,â he said finally, his voice steady, though tinged with an undercurrent she couldnât quite place. âThereâs a lot to prepare if the jewelry division is going to make an impression at Paris Fashion Week.âSarah stiffened at the mention of Paris Fashion Week, the weight of her secret bearing down on her again.She forced a smile, nodding as she wrapped her towel more securely around herself.âThatâs exciting,â she said lightly, though her tone betrayed the anxiety bubbling under the surface. âYouâll do great, Iâm sure.âAlexander quirked an eyebrow, as if he could sense the forced enthusiasm in her voice, but he didnât comment. Instead, he nodded.âYou should rest,â he added, his tone softening slightl
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Inside the jewelry division, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the tension between them.Designers bustled about with sketches and prototypes, their excitement for the Paris Fashion Week project evident.Alexander greeted a few key figures with a nod but didnât linger for small talk, his focus laser sharp.Sarah tried to engage with the team, her natural curiosity drawing her to the intricate designs on display. But she couldnât shake the feeling of Alexanderâs eyes on her, watching her with an intensity that felt more like scrutiny than admiration.As the morning stretched on, his clipped tone and cold demeanor became harder to ignore.Every time she tried to speak with him, his responses were curt, his body language rigid.By lunchtime, Sarah couldnât take it any longer.She found Alexander in his office, sitting behind his desk with his wheelchair parked neatly beneath it. He looked up when she entered, his gaze guarded.âWe need to talk,â she said firmly, closing the door beh
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The Paris Fashion Week loomed on the horizon, and the tension at the Blake Group was palpable.Elise, the lead designer with an icy demeanor and an obvious disdain for Sarah, had her designs chosen as the companyâs submission.It was a major milestone for the jewelry division, one that carried the weight of Alexanderâs ambitions to reclaim his CEO title.The entire office buzzed with preparations, and Sarah, despite her lower position, found herself drawn into the flurry of activity.As the day ended, Sarah wrapped up her tasks, her mind preoccupied with the secret she had been guarding so carefully.The pieces for her Mountain Rose collection were ready, and Margaret had assured her that the Paris Fashion Week stage would give her brand the visibility it needed. Yet, guilt pressed heavily on her chest.She hadnât told Alexander about her designs, or her mentor. As much as she wanted to trust him, the fear of jeopardizing his plans for the Blake Group held her back.That evening, as t
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The morning began with the usual organized chaos of a high profile trip.The Blake household bustled as staff members darted through the halls, coordinating final details for Alexander and Sarahâs departure to Paris.Suitcases were stacked near the door, and the assistants were double checking itineraries and travel arrangements.Sarah, dressed in a sleek but understated outfit, exuded an effortless charm, though her mind swirled with conflicting emotions.She stood by the window, gazing out at the driveway as the car was prepared.The Paris Fashion Week was days away, and the pressure within the Blake Group had reached its peak.Eliseâs designs were finalized and being polished for the showcase, but Sarahâs own designs, hidden under her Mountain Rose alias were also making their way to Paris.The collision of these two worlds was inevitable, and the weight of her secret felt heavier than ever.Alexander wheeled into the room, his movements fluid and practiced, but his eyes carried a
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As evening fell, Alexander retreated to the study to finalize plans for the Blake Groupâs presentation at Paris Fashion Week.Sarah lingered in the living room, her thoughts heavy.She wanted to go to him, to tell him the truth and bridge the growing gap between them. But every time she tried, the fear of losing his trust, and possibly his love, paralyzed her.In the study, Alexander sat in his wheelchair, his fingers steepled as he stared at the documents spread before him.His mind kept drifting to Sarah, to the phone call heâd overheard and the evasiveness in her eyes.He hated feeling this way, hated doubting her, but he couldnât ignore the nagging sense that something was amiss.âI canât let this distract me,â he muttered to himself, shaking his head.As the city lights of Paris twinkled outside, both Sarah and Alexander found themselves lost in their respective thoughts.She stood by the window, gazing out at the Eiffel Tower, her heart aching with the weight of her deception.H
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The grand exhibition hall buzzed with excitement as the Paris Fashion Week runway show began to come to an end for the first day.The space shimmered with light reflecting off intricately crafted jewelry and lavish couture designs, casting an almost otherworldly glow over the audience.Sarah sat beside Alexander, her hands gripping her dress to keep them steady, her heart racing.She had played her part flawlessly thus far, ensuring her identity as Mountain Rose's designer remained under wraps. But as the show neared its pinnacle, her anticipation became nearly unbearable.Alexander, seated in his wheelchair, exuded quiet authority, though his eyes flicked to Sarah more often than she realized.Her glittering gaze and nervous demeanor hadn't gone unnoticed.What was it about this show that had her so captivated?The MC took to the stage, a poised woman with a voice that commanded the room's attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, Paris Fashion Week has always been a stage for legacy and inn
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The next morning began with a hum of anticipation as the buzz around the upcoming auction electrified the air.The designs from the previous dayâs showcase would be bid upon by buyers, collectors, and investors, and the piece that fetched the highest price would cement its designer as the undisputed star of the event.Elise, Alexanderâs head designer and a long standing rival of Sarah, was brimming with confidence as she approached Alexander during breakfast in the lavish dining hall.Her elegant outfit and perfectly styled hair screamed self assurance, but her smug smile was what grated on Sarah most."Good morning, Alexander," Elise greeted him with a flirtatious edge, completely ignoring Sarahâs presence.She leaned slightly closer to him, her voice a mix of syrup and steel. "I hope youâre as excited as I am for the auction. I canât wait to see the Blake Group take the top spot. My design is guaranteed to steal the show."Alexander nodded politely, his expression neutral. âItâs a b
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Sarahâs cheeks flushed. âMargaret introduced us,â she said quickly, her words spilling over each other. âShe thought it might be helpful to connect with someone like Liam.âAlexanderâs brow furrowed. His instincts were on high alert. âHelpful?â he echoed, his voice laced with skepticism. âIs that so?âLiam, sensing the tension, offered a smooth smile. âPurely professional, Mr. Blake. Iâm sure you understand how connections in our industry can open doors.âAlexanderâs gaze hardened. âI understand plenty.âAn awkward silence fell between them, and Sarah fidgeted with the stem of her glass. âPerhaps we should all head toward the auction area,â she suggested, desperate to defuse the situation.Alexanderâs piercing look lingered on Liam for a beat longer before he nodded. âYes. We wouldnât want to miss anything.âAs they moved away, Sarahâs heart pounded.She felt Alexanderâs presence beside her, his silence louder than any words he could have spoken.His hand briefly brushed hers as they
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The sun was dipping low over the horizon, casting a rich, molten gold sheen across the endless stretch of cerulean water surrounding the private island. Waves lapped lazily at the pristine white shores, and the sweet scent of tropical blooms filled the salt heavy breeze. Four years had passed since the darkness that had almost swallowed them whole. Four years since Sarah had been ripped from Alexanderâs arms and nearly broken beyond recognition. Four years since Alexander had been confined to a wheelchair, only to fight tooth and nail to walk again, fueled by sheer willpower, physical therapy, and Sarahâs unyielding belief in him. And today, today was a celebration not just of survival, but of life. Laughter rang out from the sprawling beachfront villa, decorated with colorful ribbons, balloons, and flowers that spilled over tables heavy with food and gifts. Small hands clapped excitedly as the Blake twins, three year old terrors with grins that could melt glaciers, chased each
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Geraldâs world had flipped, literally and figuratively.The scent of leaking gasoline still clung to his shredded suit.His once polished shoes were coated in blood and gravel, and his jaw ached with every breath he took.The crash had thrown him like a ragdoll, flinging his body into a ditch after his vehicle, tires blown out from a desperate chase, had careened off the hillside road.Heâd blacked out for a moment. Maybe more.But when he came to, it wasnât mercy that greeted him.It was Darius.Heâd heard the boots crunching over leaves and dirt long before the shadows finally stretched toward him.Then came the firm grip of gloved hands dragging his broken form to a clearing, rifles trained on him, and a half circle of men in black combat gear standing like a wall of death.And at the center of it all, Darius.Pristine as ever, yet colder than a winter grave.Darius stood tall, hands behind his back, his expression unreadable as he stared down at the bloodied man in front of him.G
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Sarah turned slowly to Alexander, her hand still pressed to her mouth. âWeâreâĶ weâre going to have a baby.âHis eyes glistened with fresh tears, shock, joy, fear, all colliding in one single breath.He reached out to cradle her face with both hands, his broken leg momentarily forgotten.A baby.A child made from chaos and pain, love and survival.âI donât deserve this,â he whispered hoarsely. âNot after everything Iâve done. Not after I almost lost you.ââYou didnât lose me,â she whispered back. âAnd you wonât. Not now. Not ever.âHe kissed her forehead, resting there for a long moment, his tears soaking into her hair. âI swear Iâll protect both of you. Even if I canât walk. Even if I have to crawl to the ends of the earth, Sarah.âShe laughed through her tears, arms wrapping around him tighter than ever. âThen weâll crawl together. And when weâre readyâĶ weâll run.âThey held each other in the stillness of that room, at the beginning of something even greater.A heartbeat they hadnât
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Sarah stayed curled in Alexanderâs arms for a long moment, breathing him in like he was the only tether keeping her from floating away.His hand cradled the back of her head, his chest rising and falling in unsteady waves as if he still couldnât believe she was real, that she was here.But then her eyes drifted down.Her gaze locked on the white sheets, crumpled and slightly lifted around his lower half.Something tugged at her memory, the shot.The sharp crack of a bullet.The sight of him falling behind her as she ran, screaming his name. Her stomach twisted.She leaned back slightly, her hand moving instinctively to the edge of the blanket, brushing against the thick padding of a cast beneath.Her voice was soft. âYou were shotâĶ I rememberâĶ I...âAlexander caught her hand gently, pressing it to his lips. âItâs okay. Iâm here.âBut Sarahâs heart had already begun to race again. âYou were limpingâĶ and I sawâĶ but I didnât know it was this bad.â Her eyes darted toward the crutches now
The Disabled CEO's Swapped Bride   Chapter 254
The first thing Sarah registered was the scent of antiseptic, clean, sharp, and nauseating.Then came the ache. Deep in her bones. In her chest. In the marrow of her soul.She stirred, her fingers twitching over crisp hospital sheets as her body shifted ever so slightly, and her mind scrambled to catch up.She wasnât tied down. She wasnât cold anymore. She wasnât in that dark room. That house. ThatâĶ nightmare.She was safe.OrâĶ something like it.Her eyes fluttered open slowly, lashes damp from tears she hadnât even known sheâd been crying.The ceiling was a sterile white blur. The walls hummed faintly with distant activity, soft footfalls, medical monitors, the low murmur of conversation somewhere outside the door.But none of it mattered.Because he wasnât there.And without him, none of this felt real.Her lips parted, cracked and dry, and she tried to speak. Tried to push out the name that had lived on the edge of every prayer she'd whispered during captivity.It came out broken a
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Alexander turned his head, his eyes bloodshot and glistening. âIâll be a burden now. Sheâll never say it, but Iâll see it in her eyes. Pity. Guilt. Iâd rather she hate me than pity me.ââSheâs not that kind of woman,â Darius said firmly.A pause. Then Alexander swallowed hard and asked the question that had been clawing at him since the moment the doctor said the word paralysis.âWhat if she staysâĶ just because she thinks she owes me?âDariusâs brow furrowed. âThen you remind her what you both have been through. Remind her who the hell you are. And what you mean to each other.âSilence again.Then Alexander leaned back against the pillows and stared up at the ceiling. âGerald got away.âDariusâs expression hardened. âBarely. One of my men put a tracker on his vehicle before he escaped. Victoria got caught in the crossfire. Gerald used her,â Darius replied coldly. âHe doesnât care who dies as long as he gets what he wants.âAlexanderâs jaw clenched. âThen weâll burn every last shadow h
The Disabled CEO's Swapped Bride   Chapter 252
The sterile beep of Alexanderâs heart monitor filled the hospital room like a metronome, steady and soft. The worst had passed, so the doctors said. He had survived the bullets, the blood loss, the surgery. He had defied death.But outside the room, just as Darius turned to check on Sarah again, something in her expression shifted.Relief.That was the first thing he saw.A full bodied, all consuming relief that weakened her spine, dulled her eyes, and uncoiled every taut muscle that had kept her upright through pain, fear, and heartbreak.Then she crumpled.âSarah...!â Darius lunged forward and caught her just before her knees slammed into the polished floor.Her body was limp in his arms, barely conscious, her breathing shallow and unsteady. Her bloodied hands slipped against his shirt as he pulled her close, his voice sharp and commanding as he yelled over his shoulder, âGet a doctor! Now!âWithin seconds, nurses flooded the corridor. A gurney was wheeled over, and Darius laid her d
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The woman heâd secretly crushed on since the first night he saved her bleeding and defiant.âHoly shit,â he muttered.But she was already in the driverâs seat.The moment her fingers wrapped around the wheel, she changed. Her spine straightened. Her breath slowed. The fear didnât vanish, but it sharpened, fused into her bones like steel.And when her foot hit the gas, the tires screamed their fury into the night.The SUV became a blur under her hands.Trees melted past them. Headlights glared like ghosts. The world narrowed to instinct and motion.Sarah didnât flinch when they nearly sideswiped a truck. She didnât panic when the back tires fishtailed across loose gravel. She was in it.. back.Back to the part of herself sheâd buried when she married into the Blake family.Back to Sparrow.âHang on,â she said under her breath, glancing at Alexander in the mirror, his head resting in Dariusâs lap as the man tried to stop the bleeding.âHeâs fading,â Darius warned. âWeâve got fifteen min
The Disabled CEO's Swapped Bride   Chapter 250
The air turned electric as Dariusâs boots pounded the forest floor, his rifle cradled tight against his shoulder. His men moved ahead of him like shadows, silent, fast, lethal.Their coordinated breaths were drowned out by the distant echoes of gunfire erupting from the estate.Alexander was still fighting.He was alive.But for how long?âAlpha to all units,â Darius growled into his earpiece, âentry on my mark. Hostile count is high. Primary objective, get Alexander out alive. Secondary level anyone who tries to stop us.ââCopy that,â came a chorus of calm, battle hardened voices.Behind him, the night swallowed his words.But not all of it.He turned briefly, his sharp gaze locking onto Sarah, who stood beside the black SUV Darius had arrived in. Her body trembled, her eyes red from tears, but she had not collapsed.She hadnât fallen apart.And that, Darius admired deeply.âCan you drive?â he asked, voice hard but not unkind.Sarah blinked, startled. âWhat?ââIf this goes south, weâ
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