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Aftermath

Author: Sunday
last update publish date: 2026-04-23 22:55:14

POV: Malachi

I wake up before she does. Not because I’m well-rested, because I’m not. My body feels like it got dragged through a fight and then thrown into something worse, but my brain is already running before my eyes even fully open.

For a second, I don’t move.

Evelyn is still asleep beside me, her breathing slow and even, her body half turned toward mine like she didn’t even realize she stayed that close. One of her hands is resting against my chest, fingers curled slightly like she held o
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    Arthur~The funny thing about betrayal was that it never looked the way you expected. People imagined dramatic confrontations, shouting, threats, and fists slamming on tables. Real betrayal wore expensive suits. It smiled politely. It thanked you for your years of service before putting a knife in your back.The boardroom was almost full when I walked in. Nobody met my eyes. That should have told me everything. For thirty-two years, I had worked with some of these people. Thirty-two years. Longer than some of their marriages. Longer than some of their careers. Longer than some of their children had been alive. And now they could not even look at me.Interesting.I took my seat anyway. Because what else was I supposed to do? Run? Beg? Pretend I did not know why we were here?The chairman cleared his throat. Nobody spoke. The silence felt thick. Heavy. The kind that settled over a room before something ugly happened.“We will begin.”Straight to business. No small talk. No pretending. A

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Trail(3)

    Rebecca~The first notification arrived at 8:17 in the morning. I only remember the exact time because it seemed completely harmless. One message. One alert. One tiny interruption. Nothing important.By 8:45, the entire company was on fire.My phone started vibrating before I even stepped out of the elevator. Emails, messages, calls, and more messages flooded in. The screen barely stopped lighting up long enough for me to read anything. People were running through the building. Actually running. Not the usual corporate speed-walking. Real running.The atmosphere felt wrong immediately. Like somebody had pulled the pin from a grenade and forgotten to tell everyone else.I stepped onto the executive floor and nearly collided with Martin from Legal. He looked pale and terrified. That was concerning because Martin usually looked like he charged extra just to experience emotions.“What is happening?” I asked.He stopped walking. “Please tell me you are joking.”My stomach tightened. “What

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Trail (2)

    POV: Rebecca“She’s been preparing to leave everything behind for years.”Nina’s voice stayed low, almost careful, like she was afraid saying it too loudly would make it more real. The words hung between us in the dim glow of the monitors, heavy and suffocating.I didn’t answer right away. My eyes were glued to the screen, but the data blurred, fracturing into something darker, something that twisted in my gut like a knife. Years. Not a rushed escape. Not panic. Samantha had been orchestrating this like a goddamn symphony, right under our noses.I pulled my chair closer, the wheels scraping softly against the floor, and scrolled back through the files Nina had opened for me. Emails. Internal notes. Authorizations that should have lit up every security flag in the building. But she’d slipped through it all, shaping the system around herself like a lover she kept hidden in the shadows.“I don’t get it,” I muttered, my voice sounding raw and foreign. “If she was building all this… why st

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Paper Trail

    POV: Rebecca“She’s been preparing to leave everything behind for years.”Nina’s voice stayed low, almost careful, like she was afraid saying it too loudly would make it more real.I didn’t answer immediately.My eyes were still on the screen, but the words had stopped making sense in a straight line. They were breaking apart in my head, rearranging themselves into something heavier, something I didn’t like the shape of.Years.Not months. Not panic. Not a sudden escape plan triggered by pressure.Years.I pulled the chair closer without realizing I’d moved at all and scrolled back through the files Nina had opened. The emails, the internal notes, the quiet authorizations signed off in systems that shouldn’t have even been accessible without raising alarms.But somehow she had done it.Samantha hadn’t just been working inside the system. She had been shaping it around herself.“I don’t get it,” I said finally, though my voice didn’t sound like mine. “If she was building all this… why

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Watching

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  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    The Dead Witness

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  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Destroy

    POV: EvelynI should’ve gone home after the whole thing with Nina but stead, I’m sitting in my car outside Nina’s apartment building twenty minutes later questioning every life decision that led me here.This is exactly how horror movies start.One emotional conversation and suddenly you’re volunta

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Choosing sides

    POV: NinaI know Evelyn hates me now.Not the temporary kind of anger either. Not the kind you fix with space and apologies and enough crying and she has every right to.I sit in my apartment staring at my phone for almost twenty minutes before finally calling Malachi because Evelyn blocked three o

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Public spin

    POV: EvelynI find out through a headline.Not a call. Not a board email. Not even a warning.Just my name, Arthur’s company name, and the Aureline logo sitting side by side like somebody stitched them together for a story I never agreed to.COLLABORATION CONFIRMED: LAURENT FOUNDATION AND VALE GROU

  • Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake    Terms and conditions Apply

    POV: EvelynBy noon, my house no longer feels like a house.It feels like a damn war room.There are papers everywhere across the dining table. Contracts. Partnership outlines. Funding projections. Media drafts. Legal disclaimers long enough to make me want to set something on fire. Lilith is sitti

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