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chapter 16: Shadow at the dawn
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The hospital room was quiet in a way that felt unnatural.Machines hummed softly beside Isabella’s bed, their steady rhythm the only thing grounding her to the present. Her arm throbbed beneath layers of bandages, a dull pain that pulsed each time her heart beat. The ceiling lights were too bright, too white, as if they were trying to erase the chaos of the night before.She turned her head slowly.Her mother slept in the chair beside the bed, exhaustion etched deep into her face. For the first time in days, she looked safe. That alone kept Isabella breathing.Across the room, Alexander stood near the window, his back rigid, his reflection faint in the glass. He had not sat down once. Not since they arrived.“You should rest,” Isabella said quietly.He did not turn. “I am resting.”She knew that was a lie.Silence stretched between them, heavy with everything they had not said. Lies. Fear. Blood. Choices that could never be undone.“They sent another message,” Isabella continued.Alex
The billionaire who never wanted a bride chapter 16: Shadow at the dawn
The first light of dawn barely touched the city, and yet the penthouse felt heavier than night. Isabella’s heart raced as she stood by the window, staring at the empty streets below. Every sound from the distant sirens to the soft hum of a delivery truck felt like a warning. Alexander was gone. Not a note, not a message, nothing. She clutched the small device he had given her, the one that could bring the entire board’s empire crashing down, and realized just how alone she was. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. If you value her life, come to the docks. Midnight. Alone. Her chest tightened. Her mother’s safety depended on her. And yet, every instinct screamed danger. She wasn’t just walking into a trap. She was running straight toward it. Isabella grabbed her coat, checking the streets below one last time. Shadows moved in the alleys. Figures watching. Always watching. A sudden noise behind her made her spin. Heart in her throat. A man stepped from the dark hallway. Tall, silent
The billionaire who never wanted a bride chapter 15: when the walls fall
The lights went out without warning. One moment the estate glowed with quiet luxury, the next it was swallowed by darkness so complete Isabella felt it press against her skin. No flicker. No gradual fade. Just silence and blackness crashing down all at once. Her breath caught. Before she could speak, alarms screamed to life, sharp and violent, tearing through the night. Red emergency lights were supposed to activate. They did not. That was when fear stopped being distant and became real. Alexander moved instantly, his hand gripping Isabella’s wrist as he pulled her behind him. His body was tense, alert in a way she had never seen before, like a man who already knew how this would end. “This is not a power failure,” he said coldly. “This is a takeover.” Gunfire echoed from the east wing. The sound was unmistakable. Inside the house. Isabella’s heart slammed against her ribs. “How are they inside?” Alexander pressed a finger to his earpiece. “All units report.” Only static
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The countdown did not stop. It blinked calmly on Isabella’s phone, red numbers slicing into her vision with every second that passed. 23:47:12 23:47:11 23:47:10 She could not look away. Her fingers trembled so badly the phone nearly slipped from her grasp. The car sped through the night, tires screaming as Alexander took corners far too fast, yet nothing felt fast enough. “They took it,” Isabella whispered. “The map. It’s gone.” Alexander’s knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. “I know.” “You knew?” Her voice cracked. “You knew this would happen?” “I suspected,” he replied grimly. “They never intended to trade. They wanted confirmation. They wanted leverage.” “And now they have both,” she said hollowly. Her mother stirred weakly in the back seat, a soft groan escaping her lips. Isabella turned instantly, pushing her fear aside as she leaned closer. “Mama,” she whispered. “I’m here.” Her mother’s eyes fluttered open, unfocused but alive. “Bella…?” Tears spilled freel
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The hospital was in chaos. Sirens screamed through the night, red lights cutting across the white walls as security teams rushed in every direction. Isabella barely felt the ground beneath her feet as Alexander pulled her through the sliding doors, his grip firm, unyielding, as though letting go would mean losing her forever. Her heart hammered violently in her chest. Every sound felt too loud. Every face felt suspicious. “Which floor?” Alexander demanded sharply at the front desk. The nurse looked up, startled by the authority in his voice. “Mrs. Hart was transferred to the intensive care unit thirty minutes ago. Fourth floor.” Isabella’s breath caught. Transferred. No one had told her. No one had called. That alone was enough to tell her something was wrong. They didn’t wait for the elevator. Alexander took the stairs, pulling her with him as they ran upward, footsteps echoing through the stairwell. Isabella’s lungs burned, but fear kept her moving. Images of her mother f
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The world did not end the night the truth came out. It only changed shape. Isabella stood at the floor to ceiling window of the private hospital suite, watching dawn stretch slowly across the city. Sirens had faded hours ago. News helicopters no longer hovered overhead. Manhattan had already begun to pretend nothing extraordinary had happened. But everything had. Behind her, machines hummed softly. The steady rhythm of a heart monitor filled the room, grounding her in the one thing that mattered. Alexander was alive. He lay in the hospital bed, pale but breathing, a thick bandage wrapped around his shoulder. Doctors had come and gone, whispering words like miracle and unlikely recovery. They had asked questions she could not answer and offered reassurances she did not fully trust. She had not left his side. Her phone buzzed for the fifth time in ten minutes. Messages flooded in from every direction. News alerts. Legal teams. Unknown numbers. People who had ignored her existen
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