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47. Wounds That Are Difficult to Heal
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 135. The Last Witnesses
The lights in the penthouse study were still on long after midnight.The city glittered beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but neither Damian nor Enola paid attention to it.A half-finished cup of coffee sat forgotten beside Damian's laptop.Enola was seated across from him, replaying the recording she had secretly made during her conversation with Emirez Cassier.Again.And again.And again.The old man's voice filled the quiet room.Fragments.Names.Dates.Hints.Nothing complete.Yet somehow, all of it felt connected.Damian leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.For the first time, the documents Adrian had handed over and Emirez's testimony seemed to point toward the same conclusion.A pattern.Not coincidence.Not a tragic love triangle.Not merely Clarisse.Something much bigger.Someone had been erasing evidence for decades.Someone had been cleaning every trail that led back to Isabella Moreau Cassel.Enola paused the recording.The silence that followed felt heavy.
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 134. The Shares of the Dead
The Elysian Reserve crisis had become the biggest topic in the city for nearly a week.News channels wouldn't stop talking about it.A body discovered inside one of the private villas.A police investigation.Questions about security.Questions about management.Questions about whether Elysian Reserve was still safe.The headlines were relentless.Unfortunately, Cassel Group and Spark Winery had both been dragged into the mess.Which was exactly why Enola sat at the head of the conference table that morning, listening to the latest report from the Elysian management team."The public sentiment is improving slightly," one executive said. "But not enough."Enola folded her arms."That's expected."The executive nodded."We need something bigger."Silence settled around the room.Then Hayle spoke."What about the anniversary event?"Several heads immediately turned.Enola looked at him.Hayle continued."Spark Winery's fifty-fifth anniversary is next month."A few people exchanged glance
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 133. The Name That Shouldn't Exist
The morning felt heavier than usual.Not because of the weather.Not because of the endless headlines still circulating about Elysian Reserve.But because nobody in the Enolian mansion had truly slept.Damian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his study, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held a cup of black coffee that had long gone cold.His eyes were fixed on the city skyline.Unmoving.Unreadable.The discovery from Gabriel Ford's apartment had shattered whatever fragile calm he still had left.A video.A simple video.Yet somehow it carried more weight than years of investigations.The door opened.Damian didn't turn around.He already knew who it was.Enola entered carrying a tablet in one hand."You haven't slept."Neither had she.Damian glanced at her."You look like you haven't either."A faint smile touched her lips."I learned from the best."His gaze softened slightly.Only slightly.These days, even small moments of softness felt rare.Before e
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 132. The Woman Beside Him
The news exploded before noon.By the time Enola stepped out of the elevator at Spark Winery, every major business outlet had already picked up the story.Not because of the murder investigation at Elysian Reserve.Not because of the growing tension between Spark Winery and Cassel Group.But because of a photograph.One single photograph.Damian Cassel and Sofiya Whitmore standing side by side after a press conference.The headline was impossible to miss.THE WOMAN STANDING BESIDE DAMIAN CASSELEnola stared at the tablet Luna handed her.Then she calmly handed it back."Anything else?"Luna blinked."That's it?""What reaction are you expecting?"Luna hesitated."Maybe... anger?"Enola walked toward her office."I'm too busy to be angry over a photograph."That should have been reassuring.Instead, it made Luna more nervous.Because whenever Enola became too calm, someone usually suffered afterward.Inside her office, Enola dropped her handbag onto the couch before opening another rep
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 131. The Things the Dead Tried to Hide
Damian rarely felt nervous.Angry?Yes.Impatient?Frequently.Dangerous?Almost always.But nervous?That was different.Tonight, as he stepped into the evidence division of the police headquarters, he felt something disturbingly close to it.Ronald Hayes was already waiting.The police commissioner looked tired.His tie was loosened, and several files were tucked beneath his arm."You got here fast.""You said you found something."Ronald nodded."I did."Neither of them wasted time.A few minutes later, Damian was sitting inside a small viewing room.A monitor stood on a table.An evidence technician connected a flash drive.The room dimmed.The video began.At first, nothing seemed unusual.The image quality was poor.The recording was old.Very old.The timestamp showed a date from nearly three decades ago.A young Isabella appeared on the screen.Damian's chest tightened instantly.Even after all these years, he recognized her immediately.The same eyes.The same smile.The same
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 130. The Ghost Behind the Certificate
The atmosphere inside the private dining room had turned cold long before the food arrived.Clarine sat across from Victor, her untouched glass of wine resting beside her hand. The elegant restaurant around them buzzed with quiet conversations and expensive laughter, but inside the room, neither existed.Victor noticed it immediately.Clarine had barely spoken since she arrived.She wasn't scrolling through her phone.Wasn't touching her food.Wasn't pretending everything was normal.She was staring at him.And Victor knew that look.Trouble."What is it?" he finally asked, setting down his fork.Clarine leaned back in her chair.Her eyes narrowed slightly."What exactly is your relationship with Sofiya?"Victor froze for half a second before exhaling.So that's what this was about.The photo.The one Enola had sent.He should have known.Victor rubbed his temple."Not this again."Clarine's lips curved into a humorless smile."You seem annoyed.""I am annoyed.""Then answer me."Vict
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 34. In the Shadow of Fire
Rain fell slowly over Cassel Tower that night. The city lights pierced through the glass curtains, reflecting off the desk where Damian and Enola sat side by side.The aroma of warm coffee mixed with the soft scent of Enola’s perfume. This scent made the air feel too small for two people holding b
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 33. Moving Shadows
The afternoon breeze carried the faint scent of the sea to the upper-floor window of Cassel Tower. From her office, Enola looked at the sky, which was turning gray—a sign that a storm was coming.But the real storm was not outside, but within Cassel’s own world.On her phone screen, an encrypted m
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 32. Cassel Family Breakfast Table
The morning air at Cassel Manor was cold and oppressive. The sun had not yet fully risen when the entire Cassel family sat down at the long dining table that stretched across the east hall.The white porcelain tableware sparkled, the cutlery was perfectly arranged, and the aroma of black coffee min
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 31. Fire in the cold
The sky above Cassel Manor was covered in a thin fog that afternoon. Damian was taking Enola to rest, while Evelyn sat in the main reading room. This room had often been used by her late daughter, Isabella Moreau Cassel, Damian’s mother.Rows of mahogany shelves stood close together, the scent of o
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