The intercom buzzed, and a familiar voice came through.“Hi, baby girl,” Daniel’s deep voice echoed from the speaker.Ariana smiled instantly. She pressed the button. “Give me a minute, baby. I’m coming.”She quickly slipped on her heels, smoothed down her dress, and opened the door. Daniel was waiting, leaning casually against the wall. The second his eyes landed on her, his jaw practically dropped.“Oh my God,” he breathed, grinning wide. “You look so damn sexy and beautiful.”Ariana’s cheeks warmed, and she swatted at his arm. “Stop it with the flattery, Daniel.”“I’m not flattering you,” he said seriously, his gaze sweeping over her. “That dress… wow. I didn’t think the one you ordered from Fashion Nova would look this good on you. I’m speechless.”Ariana rolled her eyes, though a shy smile curved her lips. “Well, thank you. But we’re late for the reinstatement party, remember? We need to go.”“Fine, fine,” Daniel said, holding his hands up in surrender. “But for the record, I cou
Later That Evening The chandeliers glittered above the grand ballroom, flooding the space in golden light. Waiters moved like clockwork, trays of champagne flutes balanced in perfect rhythm. The air buzzed with whispers, speculation, and curiosity tonight was about Katherina Blackwood.Then, the double doors opened.Damien and Katherina stepped in together, hand in hand. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, sharp and commanding. She walked beside him in her red gown, every eye glued to her as though she were royalty.“She looks incredible,” someone whispered.“Back already? After everything?” another murmured.“Trust the Blackwoods to make a spectacle of themselves,” one board member muttered into his glass.Katherina heard the whispers. She straightened her back, a queen reclaiming her throne, and smiled with just the right amount of sweetness.“Keep smiling,” Damien whispered at her side, his lips brushing her ear. “They love a show.”“I don’t just want them to love me,” Kather
Damien’s jaw tightened, but he couldn’t pull his gaze away from that mark. His hand gripped her thigh possessively, almost too hard.“Where did you get this?” he demanded, his voice low, dangerous.Amelia blinked in confusion, trying to steady her breathing. “What are you talking about?”His thumb pressed against the mole, his eyes burning with something darker than lust now. “This mark. Don’t lie to me, Amelia. How long have you had it?”“I …. I was born with it,” she stammered, her chest rising and falling quickly. “Why why does it matter?”Damien’s eyes looked wild, almost lost, as if he was trapped between the past and the present. His voice broke when he spoke.“Because she had it too,” he said, the words raw and shaky. It was the first time Amelia had ever heard real pain in his voice.“She…?” Amelia whispered, her blood running cold.Damien’s grip tightened, his voice cutting like a blade.“Adrianna. My Adrianna. The woman who died. And you…” he stopped, his breath rough, his e
SLAP!A sharp smack cut through the music. Ryan stumbled back, holding his face in shock.Amelia’s heart dropped. The alcohol in her system seemed to vanish in a blink as her eyes looked to the man standing there.Damien.His eyes burned with fury as he grabbed Ryan by the collar. “How dare you touch her.”Ryan’s head snapped to the side, his cheek burning. He straightened slowly, disbelief flashing across his face.“Damien?” he spat, wiping his lip. “What the hell is your problem?”Damien’s grip tightened on his collar, dragging him close. His voice was cold and deadly “My problem is you thinking you can lay your filthy hands on her.”Amelia’s heart pounded. She stepped forward, eyes flicking between them. “Damien stop. You’re making a scene.”Ryan yanked free, shoving Damien’s hand off. “Don’t act like she’s yours. She’s engaged last I checked, not to you.”That only lit Damien’s temper hotter. His jaw clenched, his eyes dark. “You think you’re man enough to even say her name? You’
Amelia pushed the door open with a smile. “Hey, baby girl,” she said as she stepped into Ariana’s apartment. “How’s my favorite person doing today?”Ariana looked up from the couch where she was scrolling through her phone. “I’m good, been chilling. Work’s been smooth. No drama so far.”“That’s what I like to hear,” Amelia said, dropping her bag onto the chair. “We’re going shopping later, don’t forget. And tonight? We’ve got that nightclub thing.”Ariana raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Hold up. You? In a nightclub? Damn, Amelia, I never pegged you for a club girl.”Amelia crossed her arms, pretending to be offended. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“I mean,” Ariana laughed, “you’re all business meetings, tailored suits, and champagne dinners. I thought the wild side skipped you.”Amelia grinned, tossing her hair back. “Please. The more I make money, the more I spend it. I work hard, I play harder. And tonight? I want to dance like there’s no tomorrow.”Ariana chuckled, shaking her head.
Damien stormed into his father’s study without knocking, his jaw clenched. Alexander Blackwood was seated at the long mahogany table, calmly sipping coffee and reading the morning paper.“Papa,” Damien snapped, “have you heard the news? Don’t tell me you haven’t, because my lovely wife made sure the entire world did. She announced she’s having twins. Twins!”Alexander chuckled, setting his paper down. “Ah, yes. Quite the headline. Congratulations, my boy.”Damien’s face darkened. “Don’t congratulate me. Every time I think I’m two steps ahead of Katherina, something happens that ties me back to her.”Alexander laughed, the sound slow and mocking. It made Damien’s jaw tighten.“Oh, my dear son,” Alexander said between bites of his eggs. “That only means you and Katherina are bound for eternity. Fate clearly enjoys playing tricks.”Damien’s fists curled at his sides. “That’s not funny, Father.”Alexander smirked, raising his fork before taking another bite. “I wasn’t joking.”“Fate?” Dam