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106. You Can’t Escape Me
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2026-05-11 22:05:16
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 106. You Can’t Escape Me
Morning sunlight poured through the towering glass walls of Spark Winery headquarters, bathing the executive floor in warm summer light. Outside, the city looked bright and alive beneath the blue sky, but inside Enola’s office, the atmosphere was sharp enough to cut skin.Several reports were scattered across the black marble table.Luna stood beside the screen projection while Hayle flipped through another financial file, tension visible on his face.“The investors officially withdrew this morning,” Hayle said carefully. “Three of them already terminated cooperation contracts.”Luna crossed her arms tightly. “The media will catch this soon.”Enola sat calmly behind her desk.Too calmly.Her long fingers tapped slowly against the leather armrest while she read through the investor profiles one by one.Then her eyes stopped.A cold smile appeared faintly on her lips.“Interesting.”Hayle frowned. “Madam Enola?”Enola slid the tablet toward Luna.“Check the names again.”Luna lowered he
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 105. The Throne Is Still Empty
Summer sunlight spilled across the glass walls of Cassel Group Tower, sharp and blinding against the polished black marble floor. The city below looked alive, moving endlessly beneath the heat haze rising from the streets.Inside the executive conference hall on the top floor, however, the atmosphere felt colder than winter.The tension inside the room was suffocating.Damian sat at the head of the long table in a dark charcoal suit, one hand resting lazily against the armrest while the other scrolled through a stack of digital reports projected before him. His expression remained unreadable, but everyone in the room could feel it.Their CEO was in a bad mood.Again.The directors exchanged nervous glances while Damian’s secretary, Ethan, quietly placed another document beside him.“Sir,” Ethan said carefully. “The board members from the European division have arrived.”Damian didn’t answer immediately.His eyes stopped on a name written inside the report.Victor Cassel.The corner of
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 104. The Families Are Watching
Summer sunlight spilled across the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Cassel mansion, warm and golden, but the atmosphere inside the breakfast room remained cold.Enola sat quietly at the long dining table, flipping through several reports from Spark Winery while Neo and Nova babbled softly in their baby chairs nearby. The twins were becoming healthier lately. Louder. More active. More alive.Sometimes Enola caught herself staring at them for too long.As if she still could not believe they truly belonged to her.Across from her, Damian sat with one arm resting lazily against the chair while reading messages on his phone. He had already changed into a dark gray suit for work, his tie loosened slightly around his neck.The peaceful silence lasted until Damian’s phone vibrated again.A faint smile appeared on his lips.Tiny.Barely visible.But Enola noticed it immediately.Her eyes narrowed slightly toward him.“Who is it?”Damian glanced up calmly.“Sofiyah.”The spoon in Enola’s hand st
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 103. Beautiful Monsters
The summer morning arrived heavy with heat.Even before sunrise fully painted the city gold, Spark Winery headquarters was already awake.Employees moved nervously across the marble lobby carrying tablets and files while whispers traveled faster than footsteps. The leaked video of Enola’s panic attack had spread overnight. Investors were questioning contracts. Media outlets were tearing apart her credibility again.And for the first time in years—people inside Spark Winery were afraid of their own CEO.Because Enola Spark did not hide.She did not cancel meetings. She did not disappear. She did not break publicly.At exactly seven in the morning, the executive elevator doors opened.Silence instantly spread across the entire floor.Enola stepped out wearing a black fitted dress with silver buttons running down the front, her long dark hair tied neatly behind her neck. Sharp heels echoed coldly against the marble floor.Behind her, Damian walked calmly in a black suit.Dangerous. Unre
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 102. You Belong to Me
Rain fell quietly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, soft droplets sliding down the glass like melting silver beneath the summer night lights of the city.The mansion was finally quiet.Neo and Nova had fallen asleep almost an hour ago after exhausting Luna and the two babysitters with endless crying. The twins were getting healthier lately, louder too, and somehow their tiny existence had begun changing the atmosphere inside the once cold Cassel residence.But tonight, tension still lingered heavily in the air.Enola stepped out of the bathroom slowly, steam following behind her. A thin ivory robe clung softly to her damp skin, her wet hair falling over one shoulder.The bedroom lights were dim.Damian sat on the sofa near the window wearing only black slacks and a partially unbuttoned shirt. One hand held several investigation files while the other rested against the armrest.But the moment he saw Enola—his attention left the documents entirely.His dark eyes followed her quietl
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 101. Beautiful Paranoia
Summer sunlight slipped through the thin curtains and painted long golden lines across the bedroom floor, but the room still felt strangely cold.Enola opened her eyes slowly.For a few seconds, she only stared at the ceiling in silence, trying to steady the heaviness inside her chest. The air smelled faintly of Damian’s cologne and the sheets were still tangled around their bodies from last night.Then she felt it.Damian’s arm.Heavy. Firm. Wrapped tightly around her waist even in sleep.Enola lowered her gaze.Damian was still asleep beside her, his face calmer than usual, dark hair slightly messy against the pillow. His brows were no longer tense like they usually were during the day. In sleep, he almost looked human instead of the terrifying man people feared outside these walls.Almost.Her eyes drifted to the faint bite mark near her collarbone reflected in the mirror across the room.Her cheeks warmed slightly.That man was insane.Possessive. Controlling. Dangerous.And someh
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 73. A Slow-Moving Life, and the Shadows That Follow
Winter was biting harder as the year drew to a close. The snow fell more heavily than the day before, covering the roofs of Cassel Mansion with a thick white layer that made the entire area look like an illustration from a storybook. The air was piercing, but the Spark-Cassel family’s large house w
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 72. The Last Night Before the Storm
The snow fell heavily that night, forming a white blanket that engulfed the entire city. Street lights glowed dimly behind the low-hanging cold fog. Winter had reached its peak, and the atmosphere felt heavy... as if something was waiting to break.In Damian’s office on the top floor of Cassel Towe
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 71. The Fall of the Main Pole
Snow fell slowly in mid-December, like cold ash covering the city. The air was piercing—harsh, sharp, and threatening, just like the Cassel family’s current situation. At Cassel Group headquarters, the morning atmosphere was gloomier than the sky outside.Damian took off his long black coat, his ja
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 70. Winter Reveals a New Face
Winter rolled over Spark Valley with a white blanket that grew thicker day by day. The morning fog descended like the breath of a ghost, hanging low over the vineyards that now lay dormant in the frost. The main building of Spark Winery stood tall—more imposing than ever—as if it too had plunged in
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