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Apology Accepted
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The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back Framed and Cornered
Elijah's pov-The hard metal rings curved my wrists as the red and blue lights of the squad car danced over the streets of San Francisco. The police accusations — cocaine, pills, drug dealer stash in my car — falling flat compared to the facts I knew well. I was being framed. Again. I thought back to the time my father, Benjamin Blackvale, banished me for allegedly giving away family secrets, the proof as bag tight as this drugs bag. Here I was, sitting in the precinct’s holding cell, looking around at the grey walls for answers, my blazer in disarray, eyes roving sideways, searching for someone to point me in the right direction. Who planted the drugs? Ethan, the bastard responsible for setting me up, desperate to keep me from getting to Isabella? Lilian, taking revenge for her father’s coma? By the next morning, the news had exploded across all media channels. “Billionaire Elijah Black Arrested in Drug Scandal!” screamed the headlines, my face — spookily similar to Ethan’s — splash
The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back The Other Side Of Elijah Black
Elijah's pov-I exited the elevator at Ashcroft headquarters, my blazer and jeans standing out among the buzz of polished suits hurrying by me. I’d come to visit Isabella, my head still buzzing from dinner—her tears, her story about Ethan getting shot for her, that car nearly hitting us. Something was off and my gut knew it was connected to my twin’s falsehood. But as I approached her office, a loud crack halted me in my tracks. I peered through the glass walls to see Richard Sinclair—Lilian’s father and a particularly nasty man I had the misfortune of meeting years ago—slap Isabella across the face. Her eyes had widened and I felt a hot red mist surging across my vision.I didn’t think. I burst into the office, my boots slamming the hardwood. “Get your hands off her!” I screamed, grabbing Richard by his bespoke lapel. Pressed him against the wall and punched his jaw while that smug face pulled a weird expression in surprise. The collision reverberated up my knuckles but I did not let
The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back Saving Her
Bella’s pov-I could still hear the tires screeching as Elijah reached down and yanked me out of the street, his muscular arms clutching me, holding me to his chest. My heart pounded, not just from the car that almost hit me, but also from the force of his grip. His gaze connected with mine, a fierce but warm amber intensity that triggered a memory I couldn't find. His presence — protective, unyielding — felt so… familiar, a repeat of the moment I once imagined Ethan saved me from a bullet. But I could feel Elijah’s presence, unguarded and raw, unlike Ethan’s smooth charm. “You okay?” he said, his voice low, even, his hands still holding me up.I nodded and took a step back, my gown flapping in the cool wind. “Thanks,” I said, my voice quavering. My security ran ahead, searching the street for the disappeared car, but I was thinking of Elijah. The way he’d called my name, and the urgency with which he’d held my wrist, it awoke something deep, something unsettled. Was this connected to
The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back Apology Accepted
Bella's pov-The morning after I stomped out on Elijah, a knock came at the door of my penthouse, rousing me. I answered the knock to a delivery guy with a bouquet so extravagant it knocked the breath out of me—deep red roses, laced with white lilies, filling the room with their quietly stamped fragrance. Wedged among the flowers was a cream envelope with the same red wax crest I’d seen on the letter from E. Black. My fingers shook as I opened it, my eyes racing over the neat script:Isabella, I’m sorry for the way I acted at lunch. I never meant to demean you. You’re strong and that is why I respect you and I would be so honoured if you would allow me to take you out on a proper date. If I am forgiven, I will see you tonight at Le Ciel, 8 PM. –Elijah BlackI read it through, my heart caught between wariness and the warmth of recognition. Elijah’s offer over lunch had stabbed at old wounds, my father’s harsh words, his voice saying I was too weak to lead, but his apology felt heartfel
The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back The fake dating offer
Bella's povThe text threat seared through my brain, its chilling words —Step down as Ashcroft heiress, or you’ll be dead by week’s end—a perfect reminder of those closing in on me. I shook as I shoved my phone in my pocket, gazing through the glass walls of my office and, I was certain, at the reflection of my haggard face. Elijah slightly furrowed his eyes at the change in my tone, but I restrained the push. I had lived through betrayal; I refused to be paralyzed by fear. But the enormity of it all — Kilan’s threats, Ethan’s games, and now this — sat on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I needed a distraction, a person to hold me down before I fell apart.“Elijah,” I said, my voice more even than I felt, “wanna get lunch?” I’d invited him on a whim, feeling a sudden longing for company while the creeping terror began to cloud my reality. His smile was bright, a real smile that erased the chiseled lines he had passed on to Ethan, and still felt wrong. “I would enjoy that,” he said
The Unmasked Heiress: Isabella Hartman is back Bad Blood
I peered from the shadows, my black shoes silent on the marble. My father, Benjamin Blackvale, loomed like a grand statue, facing off against my twin, Elijah. My heart was racing, not out of fear, but out of excitement and control. Elijah’s reappearance was a threat, a threat to the empire I’d labored to build. To see him there, after years of exile, made hot blood rise in my veins. He was meant to be gone, eliminated. Yet there he was, bringing up the past I’d buried ages ago.Elijah’s eyes flashed with pain as he said the words. “I am not here to be the heir, Father,” he said, his voice steady and rough. “I just want to reconcile. I didn’t betray you years ago. I was framed, and I’ve been working every day to show my loyalty.”Benjamin’s laughter sharp, cutting and cold. “Reconcile? You think you can come back here like nothing? You’re not my son, Elijah. I forbade you to return. You have no place here.” His words were pure venom, but I saw the flash of doubt in his eyes, a chink in
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