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Chapter 5: The Weight of Secrets
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The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 5: The Weight of Secrets
Seraphina’s POVTwo days later, I’m sitting in Aurelius Kingsley’s office. The scent of coffee fills the air, creating an atmosphere that’s quite intimate. I fidget with my leather portfolio, the buttery texture grounding me as I try to ignore how my stomach drops every time he looks at me.“Thank you for coming in so early,” he says, pouring me coffee. “I know 7 a.m. isn’t exactly conventional.”“Nothing about you is conventional.” The warmth seeps through the delicate china, providing a small comfort for my nerves. “I’m usually up early anyway.”The truth is, I’ve been awake since 4 a.m., cycling through outfits and rehearsing professional small talk while trying to silence the voice in my head that keeps whispering danger, danger, danger every time I think about working closely with this man.“Liar.” His smile is gentle, teasing, completely without judgment. “You have that slightly frantic look of someone who’s had too much caffeine and not enough sleep.”He sees too much. Just lik
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 4: Ghosts and Gold Diggers
Seraphina’s POV“You cannot be serious right now.” Zara’s fork hovers halfway to her mouth, loaded with Caesar salad that she’s forgotten about in her shock. “Aurelius Kingsley, THE Aurelius Kingsley, told you that you looked at him like he was just a man?”I slide lower in our corner booth at Meridian, hoping the other diners can’t hear my best friend’s increasingly animated interrogation. “Keep your voice down. Half of Manhattan already thinks I’m some gold-digging social climber.”“Girl, have you seen the comments?” Zara pulls out her phone with the enthusiasm of someone about to deliver devastating news. “Because I’ve been down this rabbit hole since 6 AM, and honey, it’s a whole circus.”My stomach drops. “How bad?”“Well, there’s the usual ‘gold digger’ crowd, obviously. But then there’s the conspiracy theorists who think you’re a long-lost relative because, quote, ‘why else would America’s most eligible bachelor look at some random wedding planner like that?’”“Random wedding p
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 3: Empire of One
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The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 2: When Love Meant Violence
Seraphina’s POVThe silence in my apartment is deafening.I’ve been staring at Aurelius Kingsley’s business card for the past hour, turning it over in my fingers until the expensive cardstock has begun to soften at the edges. The embossed gold lettering catches the light from my floor lamp, reminding me that this isn’t some fever dream brought on by too much wedding cake and champagne.One of the most powerful men in America wants to hire me.My laptop sits open on my coffee table, and the Google search results for “Aurelius Kingsley” filling the screen. Forbes articles, business profiles, charity foundation information, all painting the picture of a man who turned a small tech startup into a global empire worth billions. But it’s the photos that keep drawing my attention. Professional headshots where he looks every inch, the ruthless CEO. Candid shots from charity events where his smile seems genuine, unguarded. And then there’s the one that makes my pulse quicken in ways I don’t wa
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 1: The Illusion Architect
Seraphina’s POVI was seventeen when I trusted a doctor.Eighteen when I learned that trust could erase a future. Some betrayals do not leave bruises. They leave silence where dreams used to live.I adjust the ivory silk draping for the third time, my practiced eye catching the slightest imperfection in what everyone else would call flawless. Today’s venue is a sprawling garden estate overlooking the Hudson River. The interior design shimmers under the soft golden lighting I spent two days perfecting. Every detail whispers romance: the cascading white orchids, the crystal chandeliers suspended from century-old trees, the pathway of rose petals leading to an altar that looks like something from a fairy tale.Too bad I stopped believing in fairy tales years ago.“Seraphina, this is absolutely magical!” gushes Mrs. Victoria Reynolds, the mother of today’s bride. Her diamond earrings catch the light as she gestures wildly at the transformation of her family’s estate. “My daughter will cry
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