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2026-03-12 04:53:19The master bedroom of The Obsidian was larger than Ava’s entire apartment. But she barely had time to take in the silk sheets and the panoramic view of the city before Caleb’s phone chimed.
Actually, it wasn't Caleb’s phone. It was hers. She pulled it from her clutch, her heart leaping into her throat. 15 Missed Calls: Stepmother Eleanor. 22 Missed Calls: Marcus. "It seems the market has crashed earlier than expected," Caleb remarked, pouring two glasses of amber liquid from a crystal decanter. He didn't look like a man who had just destroyed a multi-million dollar company; he looked like a man who had just finished a light workout. The phone rang again in Ava's hand. It was Marcus. Caleb gestured to the phone with a tilt of his head. "Answer it. Put it on speaker." Ava’s fingers trembled as she swiped the screen. Immediately, Marcus’s voice exploded through the speakers, stripped of all the arrogance he’d had at the gala. He sounded frantic, breathless—like a man drowning. "Ava! Ava, thank God you picked up!" Marcus yelled. "Listen to me, something insane is happening. The bank just froze my personal accounts. My father’s firm... we’re being liquidated. Someone is shorting our stock into the ground! I need you to talk to the Millers. Use your connection! Ask that crippled husband of yours if his family is behind this. There’s been a mistake!" Ava looked at Caleb. He was standing by the window, swirling his drink, his face a mask of cold indifference. "A mistake, Marcus?" Ava said, her voice gaining a strength she didn't know she had. "Two hours ago, you told me I was trash. You told me I was a 'voided bet.' Why would I help you now?" "A mistake, Marcus?" Ava said, her voice gaining a strength she didn't know she had. "Two hours ago, you told me I was trash. You told me I was a 'voided bet.' Why would I help you now?" "Ava, don't be a bitch! This is serious!" Marcus barked, his true colors leaking through the panic. "I’m a Sterling! I don’t just go broke! Talk to Caleb. Tell that freak to use his pity-allowance from the Miller elders to put in a word for me. I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll even take you out to dinner once this is over—" Caleb reached out and plucked the phone from Ava’s hand. "She’s busy, Marcus," Caleb said, his voice like a blade sliding over silk. The silence on the other end of the line was absolute. Marcus’s breathing hitched. "Who... who is this? Caleb? Is that the cripple?" "The 'cripple' just bought your debt for ten cents on the dollar," Caleb said, a dark smirk playing on his lips. "By tomorrow morning, your father’s office building will be my new storage unit. And Marcus? Don't bother calling my wife again. I don't like it when the help disturbs her." "You... you can't—" Caleb ended the call with a flick of his thumb. He tossed the phone onto the bed like it was garbage. "Step one complete," Caleb muttered. Ava stared at him, her pulse racing. "You really did it. In less than an hour, you wiped him out." "I told you, Ava. I don't play games I haven't already won." Caleb stepped closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming. He reached out, his hand hovering near her neck, before he settled it on the wall behind her, pinning her in place. "I told you, Ava. I don't play games I haven't already won." Caleb stepped closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming. He reached out, his hand hovering near her neck, before he settled it on the wall behind her, pinning her in place. "But Marcus is small fry. Your stepmother is already calling the Miller elders, trying to claim you 'stole' the marriage contract. The real battle starts tomorrow at the shareholders' meeting." He leaned in, his eyes locking onto hers. "Tonight, you need to rest. Tomorrow, the world finds out that the 'Broken Ghost' has a Queen. And they’re going to hate how much power you have." Ava looked at the man everyone pitied, realizing he was the most dangerous shark in the ocean. And she was the only one he wasn't biting. "What's step two?" she whispered. Caleb leaned down, his lips inches from hers. "Step two is making sure everyone who ever made you cry... begs for your forgiveness."
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