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2025-08-15 08:18:45
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The Man Who Stole My Name The Poisoned Glance
Cipher's POVThe ballroom was chandelier-lit and shimmered with secrets. The flutes rattled with crystals, laughter was the smoke in the air, and poison was brewing below the silks and the velvet. I had attended thousands of these meetings, political, social, corporate, but this time I found something chewing at me more vile than the normal game.My eyes made their own compass. They kept finding her.Jasmine was at the marble column to which she had attached ivory flowers, and the golden light streaming through the chandeliers had kissed her skin. Some useless thing said to her by a dowager duchess made her laugh. She was radiant, almost untouchable and yet, I could see the wolves circling.One wolf in particular.Arnold.Could it be Arnold that sent the message to her the other day at our date? With the way he was staring at her, I could sense he knew.He had made himself a couple of feet distant, feigning to be engaged in light conversation, but his eyes were stuck like oil, thick a
The Man Who Stole My Name Hello, Jasmine
Jasmine\Sophie's POVI awoke the next morning, not knowing what drew me out of sleep, whether it was the tender touch of lips against my hair or the stalwart arm that wrapped around me like a shield.I lay still a moment, sniffing the faint scent of him, leather, cedar, and something darker which lingered on his skin.Cipher.My heart gave a little leap. His chest went up and down under my cheek, sure and warm.For the first time in months, maybe even years, I felt… safe. I was surprised at the happiness that rose within me. I wished to be deeply involved, to be here forever."Good morning," he said in his sleepy voice.His lips touched my temple, and went to my cheek, and then at last took possession of my mouth.“Good morning.” I kissed him back, and heat rushed to my face. I hesitated and looked at the window. The sun was already well up.“Aren’t you late for work?”With a low and amused grunt, he brought his arm around me.“I’m the boss. I'll do whatever I damn well please."I ch
The Man Who Stole My Name The Unraveling Hunger
THIS CHAPTER IS 18 RATEDJasmine's POVHis lips crashed against mine, hungry and desperate, like that of a man who had gone too long without food. I tasted him, his flavor filled my senses, he tasted like smoke, heat, want. His huge hands touched everywhere ruthlessly, touching my damp flesh like he had a claim on it.I gasped into his mouth, my hands behind the nape of his neck, pulling him deeper into me. My hot naked body tensed against his, desperate for him to be inside me, but he was still desperately kissing me, and I couldn't even pull away. It wasn't a soft kiss, it was a war between our teeth and tongues, and the hunger raging in us both didn't make it easier. We ate each other up to the point when we simply could not breathe anymore, my lungs were on fire, and still, I did not want to stop.When he drew back, he was flushed and his lips were sore and red. His eyes were wild flame like fire."Fuck, Jasmine, he was growling now, and his voice vibrated through me. "You have no
The Man Who Stole My Name Cracks In Restrain
Jasmine's POVThe house was silent when I returned, but my head wasn’t. The loop was of Joanne with her smug grin, her curious twinkling eyes as I talked about Cipher.My feelings towards her should have been rage, although I felt much rather the sweet sting of satisfaction that I had gotten under her skin.I had gotten her inside out, she had not said a word against me. I had painted a dark, commanding, and sinful picture of Cipher for her, a man who knew how to break and rebuild a woman until she trembled just from his touch. The way Joanne’s pupils dilated, and her lips parted…I knew I had struck a nerve, but that was the problem.I had described something I hadn’t tasted myself, and that hurt me, like an itching that I could not scratch.The smell of him, the heaviness of his gaze, the small kisses he gave me, the little touches that still lingered… it was not sufficient anymore.In the process of hurting Joanne and making me, I had hurt myself too. I had provoked the hunger in m
The Man Who Stole My Name Silk and Knives
Jasmine's POVThe red sedan haunted me long after Cipher shut off the monitor. Joanne Grey, my former best friend, the woman who smiled at me, shared secrets, and braided my hair in high school. She turned and climbed into bed with my husband, who evidently had swapped into the seat of driving auto that had nearly taken my life.And every time I thought of that, my chest still burned like it had been full of glass hurled inside at the time, pouncing against my ribs, but the voice of Cipher, cool and very sure, came to me, "She will not get away with it."I believed him, but belief wasn’t enough, I wanted proof. I wanted to see Joanne with my own eyes, peel back her mask, and watch what she really was spill out.So I called her.She was delighted to hear from “Sophie D’Amato,” the enigmatic wife of Cipher, and suggested shopping. Of course she did. Nothing pleased Joanne more than parading herself down marble aisles with branded bags in hand.We met at Avenue Montaigne, the City's pol
The Man Who Stole My Name The Accident
Cipher's POVThe gala was all glitter and champagne, but I wasn’t there to drink or be seen. Bruno and I had slipped in under shadows, blending with the crowd like we belonged. People never look too closely at men who act like they own the room.But my eyes weren’t on the chandeliers or the stage. They were on Arnold Grey.He was across the hall, swirling his drink like it held the meaning of life, but his gaze… his gaze was fixed on my wife.Jasmine laughed up and down at a thing that one of the women said, and I could see her head cocked at the perfect angle. It wasn't intentional. She wasn’t even aware of him, but Arnold looked at her like she was prey or she was his.Something shifted in me, and the rage i felt tightened my chest. The pain of another man watching another man lust over my woman.Rage. Possessiveness. Jealousy. Sentiments i have not felt in years, almost so bitter and metallic on the tongue.I almost get across the floor and pull her off and cut that expression out
The Man Who Stole My Name The Girl Who Had Everything
Joanne's POVI walked briskly to my car, my heels clacking against the pavement like my rage echoed through them. I didn’t want to admit it, not even to myself, but Sophie D'Amato rattled something inside me. Something I couldn’t explain. Something old. Something raw. Like I knew her from somewhere
The Man Who Stole My Name Hello, Stranger
Sophie/ Jasmin's POVThe soft but biting wind whispered through the cemetery leaves. The sky was dull as if it was also mourning with me. I found myself standing in front of a black granite headstone. I looked down at the names engraved in white. Jonathan GoldwynMargaret GoldwynBeloved parents
The Man Who Stole My Name The East Wing 2
Sophie/ Jasmin's POVI was bored as usual. It's been two weeks since i regained my memories and since Cipher and I made an agreement that I'd stay and he'd help me with a plan to get my properties back. He had barely said a word to me since then, he merely came back from work and disappeared into
The Man Who Stole My Name The East Wing
Cipher D’Amato’s POVIt’s been a week now since Jasmine regained her memories. After we had a deal that I would help her get her life back together while she still stays with me till the merger convention. I don’t understand the unnecessary worship of being married in business. But the only way all
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