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Chapter 9: Jealous for No Reason
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2026-05-23 06:15:09
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The heir's mask Chapter 100: Shadows at Sunset
Steve landed in New York with the letter still in his jacket and the taste of the empty villa lodged in the back of his throat.JFK smelled the way it always had jet fuel, damp concrete, too many bodies moving too fast. He walked through the terminal without checking bags. The photograph of Mateo and the single sheet of hotel stationery were the only things that mattered. Outside, the sky was already sliding toward the same bruised colour it had worn the night Ken first kissed him back in the Hamptons cabin years ago. Steve did not call a car. He took a cab straight to the address Mark had given him and sat across the street from the second-floor windows for a long time, watching the light behind the curtains.Ken was inside. The boy was inside. The life Steve had built with both hands was on the other side of brick and glass and a decision Ken had already made.He did not knock.Instead he opened the letter one more time under the streetlight and read the lines that still cut cleanes
The heir's mask Chapter 99:Empty Villa
The villa was already empty when Steve returned.He stepped through the front door at noon and the silence hit him like a physical weight. No coffee cup on the counter. No shoes by the mat. The laptop Ken had left behind sat closed on the kitchen table, the charger still plugged in as if someone might come back for it. Steve set the hotel letter on the wood beside it and stood there for a long time, listening to the refrigerator hum and the olive leaves move outside the open window.He walked every room.The bedroom still smelled faintly of the soap they shared. The sheet on Ken’s side of the bed was thrown back the way he always left it. In the bathroom two toothbrushes still stood in the glass. Steve picked up the one that was not his, turned it once in his fingers, and set it down again. The closet held only his own clothes. Ken had taken almost nothing.Steve sat on the edge of the bed and opened the letter for the fourth time. The handwriting was steady. The words were not. He re
The heir's mask Chapter 98 : Morning Letter
Ken wrote the letter on hotel stationery at 6:12 a.m., the ballpoint digging into the thin paper while the sky outside the window turned the colour of wet concrete.SteveI saw him. He has my eyes and Sophia’s stubborn mouth and a red truck he will not put down. He looked at me like I was a stranger who might still be safe. I held him for four minutes. It was not enough and it was everything.I cannot come back to the villa and pretend the last three years can stay sealed. He is real. The life we built is real too. I do not know how to hold both without breaking one of them. So I am choosing the one who cannot choose for himself.Do not follow me to New York. Do not send lawyers or money or the kind of help that comes with strings. I will figure out the rest. You gave up the company, the city, the name for me. I will not ask you to give up the rest of your life waiting for a man who already left.I loved you in the chapel. I loved you in the olive trees. I loved you last night when we
The heir's mask Chapter 97: One Last Night
The message hit Ken’s phone the moment the taxi pulled away from the villa.Steve’s car just left the villa too. You have a problem.Ken stared at the words until the driver asked, in careful English, whether they were still going to the airport. He gave a short nod and turned the screen face-down on his knee. Florence’s morning traffic crawled. Every red light felt personal.Steve’s black rental appeared in the side mirror three kilometers later, matching speed, never closing the gap completely. Ken’s jaw locked. He typed one line and sent it.Turn around.The reply came in under ten seconds.No.At the airport the private charter from New York was listed as delayed ninety minutes by weather over the Alps. Gate C14 remained empty. Ken stood near the glass wall overlooking the tarmac, bag at his feet, watching the sky. Steve walked up beside him without speaking, hands in his pockets, eyes on the same empty stretch of concrete.“You followed,” Ken said.“You left.”They stood in silen
The heir's mask Chapter 96:Ninety minutes fire
ChooseKen read the message twice, the words burning into the screen under the kitchen lights. The boy is already on a plane. Destination: Florence. Landing in ninety minutes. Steve snatched the phone from his hand. His face went rigid as he scrolled. “They’re bringing him here. To us. To this house.”“To me,” Ken said. “They want me alone.”Steve’s head snapped up. “And you’re considering it.”“He’s three years old and someone put him on a plane across an ocean. Yes, I’m considering it.”Steve threw the phone onto the counter hard enough that it skidded. “This is Mark. This is Eleanor. This is every trap we left New York to escape, delivered to our front door with a child as the package. You walk out there alone and they own you.”Ken stepped into his space. “If I don’t walk out there, that child lands in a foreign airport with whoever Mark sent and no one who belongs to him.”“I belong to you,” Steve snarled. “Or did that stop mattering the second a photograph showed up?”This past
The heir's mask Chapter 95 Disbelief
The car stopped at the bottom of the drive.Ken heard the engine die first, then the soft slam of a door. He stood at the kitchen window with the airline confirmation still glowing on his phone, Steve’s grip still bruising his wrist. Gravel crunched under slow footsteps. Neither of them moved until a figure appeared at the edge of the olive trees tall, thin, carrying a leather envelope under one arm.Steve released Ken’s arm and crossed the room in four strides. He yanked the front door open before the stranger could knock.The man on the step wore a plain dark suit and the careful expression of someone paid not to react. “Signor Vanderbilt. I was instructed to deliver this in person.” He held out the envelope. “From New York.”Steve took it without speaking. The courier nodded once, turned, and walked back down the drive. The car engine started again and faded toward the main road.Ken stayed in the kitchen doorway. “What is it?”Steve broke the seal. Inside were three sheets of pape
The heir's mask Chapter 6: Family Dynasty
Steve Vanderbilt stood on the upper deck of his private yacht, nursing a brutal hangover and an even worse case of blue balls. His mind was still trapped in that cabin—Ken’s mouth hot and furious against his, the desperate grind of their bodies, the way Ken had moaned before shoving him away like h
The heir's mask Chapter 5: before the first sin
The Heir’s MaskMark had waited long enough. No calls returned, no replies. He got ready and drove to Steve’s penthouse. The doors were unlocked—typical Steve, who hated being watched and kept almost no security around. Mark slipped inside with a satisfied smile.My sweet boy must have been drinkin
The heir's mask Chapter 4: Drunken truth
The Heir’s MaskThe days blurred into a haze of obsession for Steve. Every thought revolved around Ken—how far they had come, how cute Ken had been all these years, and how Steve couldn’t open up back then. But now nothing was stopping him. I won’t hide anymore. I’ve been in love with you since hig
The heir's mask Chapter 3: Eleanor's pressure
The Heir’s MaskSteve’s penthouse felt like a gilded cage tonight. The city lights stretched out beneath him like jewels on black velvet, but all he could see was Ken’s flushed face from the restaurant earlier—lips parted, cock straining against his trousers, eyes screaming yes while his mouth spat
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