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Ground zero
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2026-05-08 23:24:22
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Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Ground zero
POV: EvelynIt took weeks before I finally received my invitation and when it was time to go, I almost canceled twice before I even left the house.Not because I’m nervous. I stopped being nervous about public appearances a long time ago. It comes with business. Cameras, interviews, fake smiles, people pretending they support causes they barely care about because it looks good in photographs.I can handle all that. What I can’t handle is the fact that tonight puts everything in the same room.Arthur.Rebecca.Nina.Malachi.And me.Right in the center of it.Toby is sitting on the couch while I finish adjusting the clasp of my earrings. He looks up from the tablet in his hands when I walk into the living room and his face immediately brightens.“You look fancy,” he says.I snort softly. “That’s one word for it.”“You look rich-rich,” he corrects.“That’s definitely the same thing.”He grins and hops off the couch, walking over to me. His little hands smooth over the front of my dress
Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Fault lines
POV: ArthurI don’t sleep.By three in the morning, I stop pretending I’m trying to.The city lights cut through the glass walls of the penthouse, stretching across the floor in long pale lines while I sit in the dark with a drink I haven’t touched in over twenty minutes. My phone is still on the table beside me, screen dim, the photo of Toby burned into my head so deeply at this point that I don’t even need to look at it anymore.Every time I close my eyes, I see him.And every time I see him, I see her standing beside him like I was never supposed to exist in that picture.My jaw tightens slightly.No.That’s the part I can’t let go of because Evelyn didn’t just leave me. She rebuilt an entire life without me in it and somehow that irritates me more than the lies.The soft sound of footsteps pulls me out of my thoughts and I glance up just as Rebecca walks into the room wearing one of my old shirts like she owns the place.Maybe she thinks she does.“You’re brooding again,” she says
Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Surrender
POV: NinaRebecca’s finger slides under my chin, turning my face toward hers. I’ve seen that look before.“I want to help my princess feel better,” she murmurs, her voice low and velvet-smooth, wrapping around the words like a promise.Something inside me cracks open at the endearment. “Princess.” It’s been so long since she called me that. My shoulders sag. The fight I carried through the door, the guilt over Evelyn, the failed phone call. I melt. There’s no other word for it. My body leans into her without permission, seeking the warmth I’ve tried so hard to forget.Rebecca smiles in satisfaction, as if she’s been waiting for exactly this moment. She doesn’t ask. She never does when she knows what I need. Her hand slips from my chin to the back of my neck, fingers threading into my hair, and she pulls me in.Our lips meet, soft at first, then deeper. I taste the faint trace of whiskey on her tongue from the untouched glass she’d set aside. My hands come up instinctively, fisting in
Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Fractures
POV: NinaI shouldn’t be here.That’s the first thing that sits in my head as I stand outside her door, staring at it like it’s going to give me a different answer if I wait long enough. It won’t. It never does with her. Rebecca doesn’t do hesitation. She doesn’t do second chances handed out easily.And I still came anyway.I let out a slow breath and push the door open before I can change my mind. If I stand here any longer, I’ll walk away and pretend I didn’t almost do this, and I don’t have that option anymore. Not after everything that’s already gone wrong.The door shuts behind me with a soft click.She’s already there.Of course she is. Rebecca is sitting on the couch like she’s been expecting me, one arm stretched along the back, a glass sitting untouched in her hand. She doesn’t look surprised. She doesn’t even look curious.She just looks at me.“You took your time,” she says.Her voice is calm, like this is nothing, like I didn’t just walk into something I’ve been trying to
Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Crossing Lines
POV: MalachiI don’t like when things move without warning. Money is moving through accounts that didn’t exist two weeks ago with clean entries and records. That means Samantha didn’t build this network herself. No one builds something this smooth overnight unless they’ve done it before or they had help setting it up.I scroll back, cross-checking timestamps with what I already pulled earlier. It lines up too neatly and that’s the problem. There’s no mistakes and nothing sloppy for me to grab onto or slow her down.Which means someone else is doing part of the work for her.I sit back slightly, exhaling through my nose as I close one file and open another. The names attached to the newer accounts are cleaner than hers were. Less noise. Less history. That doesn’t make them invisible, it just makes them harder to trace fast enough.“She’s not alone,” I mutter under my breath.And that changes everything.Because if Samantha has someone else helping her move this fast, then whatever time
Three years, Three Billion dollars- His worst mistake Pressure Points
POV: EvelynI had spent hours at Malachi’s and by the time I get home, I don’t switch on the main lights when I step inside, just the small ones and I drop my bag by the table and stand there for a moment. The project is still open on my laptop from earlier, sitting there like I had instructed some of the staff to keep it before I got home. I sit down and pull it closer, letting the chair take my weight while I go back into the files. It’s easier to think when I’m working. Samantha’s trail is clearer now, but every time I fix one layer, I find another one sitting underneath it. Money moving through accounts that don’t belong to her, names swapped out just enough times to delay attention, and timing that feels too intentional to be random. It isn’t messy work. It’s careful work. Which means she didn’t do it in panic. She did it with time.I lean back slightly, exhaling through my nose as I scroll through another set of transfers. It all connects to the same point, just like I though
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