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The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 105
She padded into the drawing room, where her father and Margot sat with glasses of wine, their faces tense but resolute. The headlines scrolled across the muted television screen behind them.“Luca Virelli and Kieran Wolfe: Billionaire Romance or Corporate Scandal?”“Virelli CEO Faces Backlash After Bold Press Conference.”“Hartwell Family Responds to Brother’s Publicized Relationship with Virelli.”Her father didn’t look up as she entered, but Margot’s icy gaze pinned her in place.“Well?” Margot said, swirling her wine glass. “Did he threaten you too, or just us?”Serena flinched. “You saw what he said?”“Of course we saw,” her father snapped. “The world saw. And you’ve done nothing to fix it.”“Fix it?” Serena repeated, incredulous. “You want me to fix what? The lies you let the press run with? The way you painted Asher as some.. some unhinged disgrace to save your precious image?”Her father’s expression darkened. “Watch your tone, Serena. Don’t forget your place.”“My place?” she
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 104
The world was too loud, but the phone was too quiet.Luca sat on the edge of the leather couch in his penthouse, suit jacket discarded, shirt wrinkled, sleeves rolled up, tie slack at his neck. His hand hadn’t left the phone in over an hour. Not since the message.Not since he told Asher he was there. That he saw him. That he cared.But there was still no reply.No typing bubble. No voicemail. No call.Just… silence.And the sound of the world chewing on Asher’s name like meat.He’d thought the worst was behind them. That the hardest part was surviving the press conference, the boardroom, the backlash.But this?This was different.They weren’t coming after him anymore.They were coming for Asher.The Hartwells had delivered a masterstroke of cruelty. Carefully composed, sterilized for the public, and yet vicious enough to destroy a man.They called him unrecognizable.They called him shameful.They called him not family.And Serena’s name was there, scrawled in digital ink beside it.
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Asher’s face was everywhere, grainy freeze frames from the gala, moments of him shielding Luca, mouth curled in a scowl, blood on his temple. Angled like a threat. Like a monster stepping out of shadow.Even his military record, once redacted and respected, was now under fire.Anonymous sources surfaced. Former squadmates came forward. One podcast claimed he was once removed from duty for emotional instability.Another whispered about a classified breakdown on a mission. No evidence. Just speculation. But it spread like wildfire.Every war Asher had fought, overseas, in his family, inside himself, was now public domain.There were hate videos.Reaction clips.Fan edits turning him into a villain.His firm’s website temporarily crashed under the traffic. Journalists stalked its listed headquarters, cameras ready for blood.The pressure cooked hotter with every refresh.And through it all, not one word from the Hartwells to him directly.No call.No text.Not even a warning.It was cold
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 102
The room was quiet, save for the rhythmic whirl of the ceiling fan and the distant hum of the city pressing against the windows.Somewhere between kisses and the slow stripping away of armor, they’d moved to the small bedroom behind the lounge, a tucked away space meant for VIPs or overindulgent nights. Tonight, it held the weight of something far more fragile.They lay tangled in sheets, chest to chest, legs entwined.Luca on his back, one arm behind his head. Asher curled partially against him, fingers trailing lazily across Luca’s bare shoulder.It wasn’t sex that filled the silence now it was something quieter.Something more terrifying.Intimacy.The kind that comes after everything’s already been said with mouths and hands.“I didn’t think this would ever happen,” Luca murmured into the dark, voice hoarse. “Not after everything.”Asher exhaled, a short breath against his skin. “Neither did I.”They stayed quiet for a moment. Luca’s fingers brushed down Asher’s spine in a slow, a
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Luca stirred the melting ice in the glass he hadn’t touched.Asher was quieter now, less rigid, though still watching him from the side like any moment might turn out to be a lie.It was strange, sitting side by side again.Strange, but not wrong.Their reflections shimmered together in the back bar mirror.Two men. Two ghosts. Same place. Same ache.And Luca, for once, didn’t want to run.“I came here,” Luca said after a beat, “because I needed to remember who I was before I let everyone else decide for me.”Asher didn’t respond, but his knuckles went white around the glass.Luca looked at him. “Do you remember the first thing you said to me?”Asher let out a humorless huff. “That you had no idea how to drink whiskey.”“And you were right.” Luca gave a small smile. “But I liked the way you said it. Like you were daring me to admit it.”“You always liked a dare,” Asher muttered.“Not always,” Luca said, more serious now. “Only when it was you daring me.”Another silence.This one heav
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 100
Neither of them moved.For a long, aching moment, Luca and Asher remained frozen across the room, not quite strangers, not quite anything else. Just two men sharing the same oxygen, in a place that remembered them even when they pretended to forget.Luca dropped his gaze first.Not out of shame, not anymore. But out of fear that if he kept looking, he might break apart right there. And Asher… Asher didn’t flinch. Didn’t move toward him. Didn’t walk away either.He simply turned toward the bar.Sat on the last stool.Ordered a drink.Didn’t look again.The tension stretched across the space between them like wire, old, rusted, coiled with history. They breathed in the same dim air, soaked in the same music. But neither one dared cross the distance yet.And so they sat.Minutes. Maybe hours. Maybe a lifetime.Luca’s fingers traced the rim of his glass absently. He hadn’t even touched the whiskey. It sat there, untouched, sweating quietly under the low golden light. His mind wasn’t on th
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