CHAPTER 9: ALEX’S BREAKING POINT The low murmur of discussion and the veil of cigarette smoke hardly let the faint brightness of the bar cut through. The air smells of stale bourbon and the bitter tang of sorrow clinging to Alex's skin. Nursing a half-empty glass of whiskey, his tie is unfastened, his sleeves rolled up, and his stance slumped on the high-backed stool.Again sip. The heat doesn't help him to dull the chest agony.His knuckles are white, and he grabs the glass tightly. Beside him, the newspaper is crumpled, its strong headline mocking him. Hastings Elizabeth Started working with Billionaire Simeon Blackwood.His stomach flips.It is a lie. It had to be.But the picture taken under it—the way she lets Simeon hold her, the way she stares at him—tells another tale.He swallows even another spoonful of whiskey while the fire scorches his throat.This is his fault.He went carelessly, stupidly. He let his needs and greed destroy the one decent thing in his life. She left no
CHAPTER 10: THE TRAP IS SETElizabeth finds her breath freezing in her throat.Though silent, the penthouse is not quiet; one finds it soothing. It is incorrect, thick, and smothering.Her fingers curl into the sheets, and she sits slowly. The city's glow produces faint streaks of light across the drapes, even while the room's corners remain dark.After that, a sound.A slink of motion beyond her door.Her pulse leaps over her ribs. She listens; she hardly breathes sometimes. Additional creaks. The weight of feet on the hardwood flooring of the corridor.She is not here by herself.She swallows hard as she gently and silently swings her legs over the bed. She walks coldly on the floor under naked feet toward the door. The air seems too peaceful, weighted with something invisible waiting.She puts her palms out for the handle; shadows move.Her heartbeat pauses.Her nose smells of leather and sweat. A hand closes over her mouth before she can yell. An arm dragging her rear against a p
CHAPTER 11: ALEX’S LAST PLEAThis is his last turn, his last opportunity to rectify the harm he has done and straighten things out.He fixes his gaze at the door, the heavy wood separating him from all she has lost. His stomach gets contracted. Though he has been here many times, he has never been like this. As the seconds an eternity, his heart thumps in his chest.He knocks at last. He flinches since the sound echoes louder than he could have predicted. He has no idea what he expects. She has been waiting for him to return so she can dash into his arms, tell him it will all be well and reassure him. Alternatively, he is preparing for the worst.The door opens creakingly.He initially notes her frigid, far-off eyes. Something he cannot place flickers momentarily, but it goes too fast."Elizabeth... "Before he can stop, his voice breaks. His words reveal him, and their quiver makes him feel less than he should be.Her lips push together in a narrow line, but her face is still unreadab
CHAPTER 12: ELIZABETH’S REFUSAL Elizabeth's thoughts are distortedly reflected in the mirror in front of her. She analyzes her face while standing at its edge, her fingers grazing the icy glass. In addition to being worn out and strained, the eyes staring back at her also contain defiance. Her heartbeat is still rapid from the talk with Alex, and her jaw tightens. He had apologized unadulteratedly, but it had been in vain. Words could not undo the months of deceit and treachery. As a tempest of frustration rises deep inside her, her fingers tighten their hold on the sink's edge. After everything, she is aware that she cannot forgive him. She is no longer the same person and doesn't believe she could allow herself to return, even if she wanted to. She taps the sink with a quick motion. Boom. Sharp and definitive, the sound reverberates. She feels a surge of hurt and rage, but she doesn't have time to let it consume her. The world outside this bathroom door, the future, is waitin
CHAPTER 13: SIMEON’S TRUE MOTIVES?Simeon smells polished wood, leather, and something chilly, something calculated from his office. Dark bookcases lined with the knowledge he has gathered over years of empire-building cover the walls. Perfectly polished, his desk feels like an altar to ambition. And just now, he sits, slanted slightly forward, his fingers steepled together, carefully observing Elizabeth. He starts first, his voice austere and businesslike, yet underlying the words is a faint edge that cannot be disregarded. You would come around, I knew. Though he doesn't say it with pride, there is satisfaction there—a guarantee in his voice that causes Elizabeth's stomach to turn over. Her body tense as her fingers linger over the desk edge before him. Her head is whirling, attempting to assemble everything before this moment. She is devoid of options. Simeon keeps going, his voice getting increasingly forceful. "Everything business from here is from here. If this is to succeed
CHAPTER 14: ELIZABETH’S NEW ROLE Elizabeth enters the shining, sleek office area, and her shoes' sharp click echoes in the marble corridor. Every stride feels like a weight is weighing down on her chest, but she gets more resolved with each one. Today is a change in direction, a turn. She is no longer the lady living in Alex's shadow, who hung on to his promises. At least of her own decisions, she is in charge now. The echo of Simeon's voice from the past, "You're more than simply another piece of my corporation. Still ringing in her ears: you have a future here. She looks around the pricey furniture and high-tech equipment-filled office and senses her coworkers' eyes follow her. She belongs nowhere on this planet. But Simeon is surrounded by influence everywhere. His presence persists even in his absence; his touch in the room, his choices in every direction. She hardly has autonomy here, either. Or is she only a participant in his grand design? She gets to her desk, the smooth
CHAPTER 15: JEALOUSLY BEGINS.Papers and emails demanding Elizabeth's attention abound on her desk, but her eyes always stray to Karin. Elizabeth comes past, and the woman's icy look from across the room is relentless; her eyes narrow every time. Elizabeth first wrote it off as professional rivalry, a logical outcome of ascending the corporate ladder. But it's obvious now that Karin's animosity becomes more profound as the days extend into weeks. Although her remarks are sugar-coated, they always seem to have a cutting edge. Yesterday, her comment on Elizabeth's office décor was, "Do you think those plants make you look more..." Approachable?" —speaking with an innocent smile but a dark undercurrent. Today, her response is a tight-lipped smile that hardly registers Elizabeth walking into the room. Elizabeth is learning to bite her tongue even though she has no tolerance for these subdued insults. She has been trying to keep her cool and working too hard to let one unhappy woman des
CHAPTER 16: KARIN'S SUSPENSION Karin sits at her desk, her fingertips lightly tapping the surface of her laptop. She can sense the change in the air and the way the room calms as she walks in; she doesn't have to look up to find that Elizabeth has arrived at the office. It is always the same. Elizabeth glides in, deliberate and assured, almost like she owns the area.Elizabeth passes by, nodding curtly to everyone. Her exchanges with Simeon are fluid and almost perfect. She watches. It's just too beautiful. Not too difficult.Karin's eyes narrow, and her mind turns through the gears. Elizabeth is not only another worker. No, this comes across as a game. Karin also wonders if she is playing it correctly or being played.She moves in her chair, leaning back slightly, observing Elizabeth's shoulders stiffen as Simeon walks into the room. Though Karin sees it, it is slight. Between them, there is something more. It's not connected to business at all.Elizabeth is in too deep, even if she
CHAPTER 110: Happily Ever After Elizabeth and Simeon gazed atop the structure over the sprawling city below. The twilight sky, suitable for the climax of all they had worked for, illuminated the landscape in warm tones of gold and orange. Once a dream, their firm now prospered, successful and safe, its foundations founded on trust, loyalty, and hard-won triumphs.The sense of satisfaction was nearly overpowering. They had succeeded. The many challenges they had overcome appeared far-away memories, fading as they stood together, stronger than ever.Pride flooded her heart, and Elizabeth looked at Simeon. Taking his hand in hers, she murmured, "We made it." Though straightforward, the phrases carried the burden of all they had suffered: the betrayals, the late hours, the near misses. They had battled for this time; now they had it.His eyes shining with both pride and thankfulness, Simeon gazed at her with great love. "And we'll never look back," he continued, his voice low yet strong.
CHAPTER 109: A New LegacyEverything they experienced left them with a burdensome and liberating weight. On the balcony of their new house, Elizabeth and Simeon stood together under the evening sun's golden warmth, which they had struggled for. It felt surreal, the long nights of anxiety, the fights fought in shadows, and now, all of it behind them.Elizabeth leaned on Simeon to let his presence warm her grounding. They had traveled quite far, and it felt improbable, yet they were standing in the middle of all they had hoped for.Elizabeth replied, her voice a whisper against the wind, "We have been through hell." Though straightforward, the phrases were rich with years of hardship, setbacks, and the unrelenting danger of losing everything. But suddenly, it was different. Though still unclear, their world was now again their own.As usual, Simeon held her hand tightly. He said, "We have survived." Now, we can create something enduring.They had the globe to mold. The business was doin
CHAPTER 108: The Final Confrontation Every report, email, and information from the last several months was set out in front of her. They had sensed for weeks that something was amiss; now, the solid, undeniable evidence was just out of reach.Standing beside her, Simeon grimly poured over the most recent batch of financial reports. "There it is again," he said, turning the pages. A pattern. It's too tidy to be a coincidence.A chill ran down Elizabeth's back. They had been guarded and cautious, yet someone inside their walls was pulling invisible threads—a team member they had faith in. The idea turned in her belly.What are we lacking? Elizabeth whispered, running her fingertips over the edge of the paper, her head whirling.Simeon did not respond right away. Ather Instead, he picked up the phone and called. The second stretched into a lifetime as the ringing reverberated around the room. Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat. There was no turning back.Do you have it? Immeon enqu
CHAPTER 107: The Arrival Apart from the gentle beeping of the machines and the low conversational murmur, the delivery room was quiet. Her hold on Simeon's hand was firm, and her breathing came in calm, regular intervals.The moment's weight pressed on her chest, but it wasn't the fear that formerly seized her; it was a feeling of anticipation that flooded her as she understood her life was about to change in the most lovely way.Simeon's expression was serene, but she noticed the tiny trembling in his palm squeezing hers. His gaze stayed on hers; for a brief moment, all else vanished into the backdrop. This was their start, their time.The doctor's words pierced the stillness. Okay, Elizabeth, we are nearly there. There is one more shove.Focusing, Elizabeth closed her eyes and pushed with all her might. Though the effort appeared unending, the room burst with live sounds. A gentle cry reverberated, and Elizabeth felt an emotional wave sweep her breast. It was a simple, genuine deli
CHAPTER 106: A Perfect Ending As Elizabeth stood in front of the bathroom mirror, her hands shook slightly. She looked at the plastic stick in her palm, and the modest, comfortable flat seemed even smaller today.Every second that passed made her heart race faster. Unaware of the world-changing news she was about to convey, Simeon was downstairs getting ready for dinner. The timer's gentle beep brought her back to reality. She gasped and then looked down at the test again. There it was, obvious as day.Pregent.Her heart quickened, and the room seemed too hot and chilly. Fighting the flood of feelings, she covered her mouth with her hand. Surviving betrayal, rebuilding everything, and healing from the scars of her former life with Alex had made the last few months the most difficult of her life. This was the beginning of something completely fresh, pure, and untainted by the turmoil of her past.Elizabeth? Are you all right there? From downstairs, Simeon cried out, full of worry.Sh
CHAPTER 105: A Life Reborn Simeon stood next to her, his presence a calm comfort. Reaching for her hand, he grounded her with the usual warmth of his touch. They had suffered so much together and had emerged from the wreckage of what they once knew together."It can't define us," she said quietly, mostly to herself. What came before? Looking back won't help us.Gently squeezing her hand, Simeon turned to face her. Always so constant, his gaze softened as he approached. Elizabeth, I understand. But you are no longer alone yourself. Neither of us is.They had built something out of nothing—a fresh start, a fresh business. Now, they had to make it function. Every choice was pressed on their shoulders, and with every risk came a reward. But one thing was sure: they would battle for it together.With her eyes fixed, Elizabeth looked at him. We have endured a great deal. Yet, should we survive this, we can survive anything.Simeon's voice was strong and confident. You are correct. Elizabet
CHAPTER 104: Rebuilding from Ruins"I can't believe we're here," Elizabeth remarked, her gaze roving the strange horizon. The noise of the city below felt far away as if it belonged to someone else.Simeon stood next to her, his presence as constant as always. He had always been the one who could remain cool in the storm, but tonight, Elizabeth also noticed the fragility in his eyes. But we are here, Liz. We've survived everything; now it's just us.They had eluded Alex's faction's ongoing threats, the disarray, and the machinations. It was a fresh chapter they had never thought they would get to compose.Is it sufficient? Elizabeth enquired, her voice hardly whispering, the doubt seeping in. She didn't have to say anything more. Simeon was aware. They both knew that after all they had experienced, it was about physical safety, finding tranquility, and regaining confidence.Simeon looked at her, his powerful, unyielding gaze meeting with hers. Elizabeth, we can make it happen. We are
CHAPTER 103: Facing the Unknown Simeon walked the length of the office, his head spinning with planning and calculations. Time was running out; with Olivia's discovery, events were moving more quickly than expected. The existence of a traitor still loyal to Alex was more than simply a danger; it was a ticking time bomb that might destroy all they had constructed.Elizabeth observed him, aware that the gravity of the circumstance was equally as great on his shoulders as hers. They had traveled so far, yet every stride forward seemed to draw them further into a web of lies and peril.Simeon turned to look at her, his face tight with need, "We can't afford to wait any longer." Every second we put off increases our danger of losing all.Elizabeth nodded, her thoughts racing over their choices. Olivia had provided them a lead, but it wasn't sufficient. They required extra. They must know who is still active and what they can do.She added, her voice calm but tinged with the yearning she e
CHAPTER 102: Setting the Past Turning to Simeon, who had been reading the most recent corporate report beside the fireplace, she Saw her motions tense, so he set it down.Standing up and approaching her, he inquired, "What is it?""It's Clara," Elizabeth responded her voice tight. He wishes to see her, and she says there's something I should know.Simeon grimaced, his eyes betraying a hint of worry. Are you sure you want to go back to this? You've toiled so much to escape that universe.Elizabeth hesitated, looking out the window. The tranquility of the evening stood in sharp contrast to the tempest inside her. She had gone so far and created so much, yet a persistent thought lingered in the rear of her mind. Though unclear, Clara's comments had disturbed her.The uncompleted task. Alex's ongoing impact. What if this was a component of the puzzle still endangering all she had toiled for?"I have to know," she said, mostly to herself rather than Simeon. Any loose threads I can't leave