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chapter 17: Amelia's secret
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“Damian is a heartless bastard! What the hell was he thinking?!” Zara fumed, pacing the living room as Aria sat numbly on the couch, her eyes swollen and red. “He didn’t even give you a chance to speak, Aria. He just threw you out like trash!”Aria wiped her nose, her hands trembling. “I tried. I begged him to listen. But he looked at me like I was nothing. Like I disgusted him.”Zara dropped beside her and wrapped her arms around her best friend. “You don’t deserve this. You gave everything to him, Aria. Everything! And what did he do? Humiliate you. Toss you out like a used napkin!”Tears slipped down Aria’s cheek silently. “He wouldn’t even let me explain. He just showed me those stupid pictures and assumed the worst.”“I swear, if I ever see that man again, I’ll punch his arrogant face,” Zara snapped. “Jaxon should’ve known better too. He knows you!”“What does he know? They both believed Amelia or whoever took those pics,” Aria whispered. “She got what she wanted.”Zara looked at
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Damian’s jaw clenched as he shoved the phone toward Jaxon. “She said she was at the shop yesterday,” he muttered. “Explain this.” Jaxon squinted at the screen. A photo of Aria — standing too close to a man outside a dimly lit building. The man was standing so close to her. Jaxon hesitated. “Where did you get this?” “It was sent to me this morning,” Damian bit out. “No name. Just the photo. Perfect timing too, considering how distant she’s been. This past few days.” Jaxon rubbed his brow. “You really think she—” “I don’t think,” Damian cut in coldly. “I know what I'm seeing.” And with that, he turned and stormed upstairs. Aria blinked her eyes open and reached for the other side of the bed, only to find it cold, empty—abandoned. A knot twisted in her stomach. Damian hadn’t returned to their room last night. She sat up slowly, brushing the hair from her face, her heart already dreading what the day might bring. Then she heard it—his voice. “Do you want to explain these?” Dam
The billionaire's secret vow chapter 17: Amelia's secret
A week passed since the letter arrived from Amelia, and yet Aria still felt the tremble in her bones. Fear lingered under her skin like a second heartbeat. Every morning she would wake up hoping the entire thing had been a cruel joke, but the envelope with Amelia's name remained real—tucked away in the bottom drawer of her desk at the flower shop.On the seventh day, her phone buzzed. AMELIA: In an hour meet me at an old white building just past the outskirts of town. Come alone.Aria’s heart dropped. Her hands shook as she closed the shop early, giving the staff a flimsy excuse about having a migraine. She didn’t want anyone asking questions. Not yet.She stepped into a cab, directions clenched in her mind like a lifeline. What she didn’t know was that someone followed her—a tall figure in plain clothes, discreet and silent. Damian's bodyguard, Mikhail had seen her leave and, sensing something off, trailed her from a distance. When the cab veered out of town, he immediately called D
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The sunlight poured through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft golden beams over the bed. Aria stirred. Her lashes fluttered open slowly, and she turned instinctively toward the other side of the bed.Empty.A strange ache thudded gently in her chest. Not physical—something deeper. Something quiet.She sat up and winced. A soft gasp slipped from her lips as a tender soreness pulsed between her thighs. Her cheeks warmed with the memory of last night—his hands, his mouth, the way he had touched her like she was something rare and breakable.Carefully, she stood. As she turned toward the bathroom, her gaze caught on something on the sheet, a small spot of red.She stilled.A flush rose up her neck. It was real. Not just the way he held her or the way her body had clung to his—but this. This mark of what they shared. Her first time. With him.Aria walked into the bathroom, her steps slow. She sank into a warm bath, her mind flooded with everything that had happened. His words. His tou
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The house was quiet when Damian returned home, the kind of silence that pressed into the walls and settled over the furniture like an unspoken secret. He shrugged off his blazer as Marta, the older housekeeper, appeared near the foyer with a polite smile. “Dinner is ready, sir.” He nodded, voice low. “Thank you, Marta.” Without another word, he headed up the staircase to change. His mind was still tangled in knots—Zara, Calder, Amelia, and now this haunting sense that Aria was slipping further from him. Again. At the top of the staircase, he took a sharp turn around the corner and almost collided with her. Aria froze in the doorway, halfway out of the bedroom. Her eyes widened for a second. “Good evening.” It was the first time they’d come face-to-face like this since the gala. Since the kiss that neither of them could confront. Damian stood still, pulse thudding low in his throat. “Good evening,” he mumbled, brushing past her and disappearing into the en suite without anothe
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The morning sun streamed faintly through half-closed blinds, casting lines of gold across a strange ceiling.Zara blinked up at it, confused. The sheets felt too clean. The air too still.Then it all came rushing back—The alley. Calder.The fear.Jaxon.She sat up too fast, a sharp ache blooming across her ribs. Her bruises throbbed, but she winced through it, dragging the blanket off as she swung her legs over the edge of the couch.“You’re finally awake.”His voice came from the kitchen.Zara turned slowly—and froze.Jaxon stood shirtless, a steaming mug in his hand, the morning light catching every hard line of his torso. His chest was a canvas of ink and old wounds, each scar whispering stories. Stories she wasn’t sure she was ready to hear.Her eyes lingered on the tattoos, tracing the chaos and beauty of them—until one held her still.A man engulfed in flames.The image was haunting, almost too real.She didn’t mean to, but her fingers twitched with the urge to reach out, to ru
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