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Chapter Forty-Five — The Unexpected Visitor
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2026-09-15 00:06:24
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Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter Forty-Five — The Unexpected Visitor
Elena’s POVSaturday morning light filtered through the thin curtains of my bedroom in soft, uneven stripes. I woke later than usual, the kind of late that only happens when there is no alarm and no office waiting. For a few seconds I stayed still, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet settle around me.Then my left hand shifted against the sheet and the unfamiliar weight on my finger pulled my attention down.The ring.I lifted my hand into the light. The stone caught what little sun there was and threw it back in quiet flashes. Clean band. Understated fire. It looked like it had always belonged there, which only made the feeling worse. Yesterday’s scene in the office replayed itself without permission: Liana’s slap still echoing on my skin, the empty space on my finger that had felt like an accusation, Mr. Nik kneeling on the carpet of his own office as if the whole performance was ordinary. The way he had said the words. The way the ring had slid on as if measured for me long
Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter Forty four — The Ring
Elena’s POVThe silence after Liana’s question stretched across the office like a held breath.I looked at Mr. Nik, searching his face for any sign of the panic I felt climbing my throat. My cheek still burned where Liana’s palm had landed. The empty space on my left ring finger felt enormous, exposed, damning. I waited for him to stiffen, to search for an explanation, to look even slightly caught.Instead, he smiled.It was small. Controlled. Almost private. The kind of smile that did not belong in a moment this sharp. Confusion flickered through me first, then something closer to dread. Liana’s confident expression sharpened. She thought she had won. She thought the silence proved everything she had accused us of.My heart began to beat faster. I had no idea what he was about to do.Mr. Nik walked toward his desk without a word of explanation. He opened the top right drawer with the same unhurried precision he brought to everything else. From inside it he drew a small, elegant ring
Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter Forty three:Almost caught
Elena’s povShe was dressed in sharp black, the kind of tailored precision that looked expensive even under fluorescent lighting. Her hair was perfect. Her makeup was flawless. At the Carter estate she had worn composure like armor. Here the armor was gone. Her eyes were bright with open, undiluted fury. She looked me up and down slowly, deliberately, the way someone examines a stain they fully intend to scrub out of existence.“So here you are,” she said. Her voice was low and venomous, pitched just loud enough for nearby ears to catch. “Man-snatcher.”The word landed like a physical blow. I forced myself to stay still. This was a workplace. There were cameras. There were witnesses. I would not give her the scene she clearly wanted.“Liana.” I kept my tone even, professional. “This isn’t the place.”She stepped closer. The scent of her perfume was sharp, expensive, and aggressive, the kind that clung. “You think you can walk into my family’s house, smile at his mother, sit in their g
Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter forty two: The ring
Elena's POV Dad watched me over the rim of his glasses. He did not push, but the concern in his face was plain. He had been the first to urge me to leave Damien after the shooting. He had sat beside my hospital bed and told me, in the quiet way only a father can, that loyalty should never cost a person their sense of worth. Samantha looked like she wanted to push harder. Lucas looked like he was filing the entire conversation away for later interrogation. I finished the coffee, rinsed the mug in the sink, and dried my hands on the dish towel.“I should go. Don’t want to be late.”Dad nodded. “Drive safe.”Lucas’s eyes narrowed a fraction. “Text when you get there.”Samantha stood with me, following me a few steps toward the hallway. Her voice dropped so only I could hear. “Whatever you’re not saying, I’m going to get it out of you later. You know that, right?”“I know.”She squeezed my arm once, firm and familiar, then let me go.I was halfway to the front door, bag over my shoulder,
Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter Forty one–The Missing Ring
Elena’s POVI woke earlier than usual.The light slipping under the curtains was still soft and gray, the kind that arrives before the city fully commits to morning. For a long moment I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the weight of the previous day settle over me in slow, deliberate layers. The Carter estate. The garden room with its pale stone floors and the drifting scent of roses. The word *fiancée* spoken in a room full of strangers. The quiet, practical deal Mr. Nik had offered me with no threats and no guilt attached.Three months. Possibly six. Pretend to be his fiancée when required. No unnecessary surprises. No pretending to have feelings we did not feel. Protection from Damien. Protection from Isabella. Space to rebuild without their interference.I sat up carefully. The sheets slid down my arms, cool against skin that still felt too aware of everything. My mind kept circling the same points: the way he had stood with his back partially to me while he
Too Late Mr. Hawthorne I Already Married Your Rival Chapter Forty: The deal
Elena’s pov Mr. Nik’s hand guided me gently but firmly toward a set of glass doors at the far end of the sitting room. I went without resistance, acutely aware of the stares that followed us, of Liana’s burning gaze between my shoulder blades, of the soft murmur of voices that started the moment we were out of immediate earshot.The garden room was cooler, flooded with soft afternoon light. Tall windows overlooked a meticulously maintained rose garden. White furniture. Pale stone floors. The scent of flowers drifted in through open panels. It should have felt peaceful. Instead it felt like the eye of a storm.The moment the door closed behind us, I turned on him.“Fiancée?”The word came out sharper than I intended.Mr. Nik walked to one of the windows and stood with his back partially to me, hands in his pockets, gaze on the roses. For a long moment he said nothing. When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter than I had ever heard it.“My family has been pressuring me to marry for
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