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Lies collapse II
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2026-07-16 00:52:06
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Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Alarm bells
SHAWNI turned off the water, wrapped a plush white towel around my waist, and walked into the walk-in closet to select a casual outfit. My mother had, thank heavens, conveyed my clothes from the family house to the Senator's estate.My grandfather though… unfortunately, hadn't spoken a single word to me since my arrest. Not a call. Not a visit. Not even a text message. Even a cold one would have been better than nothing.I let out a heavy, bitter sigh, ignoring the stinging flash of pain that pierced my heart. The old man had finally given up on me. He must have, undoubtedly, heard the widespread rumors that I had orchestrated the fake truck accident, and he had believed every word of it.Yet was it right that he would discard me completely?I was his own blood for fuck sake. Even if I killed someone, he should help me bury the person, not push me away! What manner of grandfather was he? Tch!My face still set in a scowl, I finished dressing in a simple charcoal crewneck sweater and
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! The dream, again
SHAWNI was running.The night was a suffocating, impenetrable wall of blackness, and I was running like my very existence depended on it. My chest burned with every frantic, ragged breath I sucked in, the frigid air scraping against my lungs like broken glass. I couldn't see my own hands in front of my face, couldn't see the ground beneath my feet, but I could feel them. Shadows. Entities. Monstrous, unseen things were right behind me, their cold breathing echoing directly against the nape of my neck.I whipped my head back in absolute terror, trying desperately to glimpse whatever was hunting me—and because I looked back, I never saw the edge.My feet suddenly hit empty air.A breathless gasp escaped my throat as my balance vanished completely. I plunged downward into a pitch-black abyss, the force of the fall dragging me into its terrifying depths like a physical hand. Gravity ripped the air straight from my lungs as I screamed, a long shriek of pure horror that echoed into nothin
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Worried Billionaire II
KILLIAN"Miss Elara arrived at the venue approximately seven minutes ago," Vance reported smoothly, the faint hum of street traffic audible somewhere behind his voice. "She entered the main dining area under guard with Ben and Marcus. She's currently seated at a secluded window table near the rear section.""And Miranda?""Already at the table when Miss Elara walked in," Vance said, his tone carefully professional. "My team has two positions secured—one inside near the service bar with a clean line of sight to the table, one in a civilian vehicle parked across the street covering the main exit. Everything's reading calm from where I'm standing. No physical threats. No unexpected arrivals.""Keep your eyes on that table, Vance." My voice dropped into something sterner, colder, the register I reserved for instructions that mattered more than anything else on my calendar today. "Miranda is desperate, and desperate people do stupid, ugly things when they think they've got nothing left to
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Worried Billionaire
KILLIANI barely glanced at the glowing laptop screen in front of me, my fingers idly flipping through a thick stack of printed financial reports while three high-level executives on the encrypted video call droned on about regional market projections in the flat, interchangeable cadence of men who'd said the same sentences a hundred times before.These were the people I'd abruptly abandoned days ago, the moment the news of Elara's accident had ripped through my phone and every other consideration in my life had simply ceased to exist. I'd made it abundantly, coldly clear to their board afterward that I would not be stepping foot on a plane or leaving this city again anytime soon. If they wanted to close this multi-billion-dollar deal, they'd do it virtually, on my terms, according to my schedule, or they wouldn't do it at all. It had been wildly inconvenient for their international legal counsel of course. But I hadn't cared. And because I held the capital they desperately needed t
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Meeting Miranda II
ELARAThe moment I stepped out onto the sweeping marble portico of the mansion, I found Mason already waiting beside the sleek, armored sedan, arms folded, expression unreadable in the way only Mason's ever was.I offered him a playful wink as I reached for the door handle. He stepped in immediately, his large hand gripping the top of the door to stop it from swinging shut before I'd properly settled onto the leather seat."Make me a promise right now, Elara." His dark eyes drilled into mine with an intensity that left no room for deflection. "Tell me you have every single variable of this meeting under control."I smiled up at him, tilting my head. "Don't you know your own sister by now, Mason?"He held my gaze a beat longer, and I watched the tension finally break across his broad shoulders as he let out a low, defeated sigh. He leaned into the cabin and pressed a firm, brief kiss against my forehead. "Be careful."Then he shut the door gently and stepped up to the front passenger w
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Meeting Miranda
ELARA"Are you sure you want to go? You don't have to do this, sweetheart."I looked up at my father and smiled softly, reaching up to gently tap his cheek in an affectionate, familiar gesture I'd been performing since I was a little girl trying to talk my way out of trouble. "I'm going, Dad. And I promise you, I will be completely safe."Ever since I'd received Miranda's unexpected text two days ago and agreed to honor her invitation to meet, my entire family had been operating in a state of near-constant high alert. They'd spent the last forty-eight hours aggressively trying to talk me out of it, considering the meeting entirely unnecessary and correctly suspecting that Miranda had some pathetic trick tucked up her sleeve.Killian had been the absolute worst of all of them. He'd practically worn a groove into the carpet of my suite, pacing back and forth with his jaw clenched so tight I genuinely worried for his teeth, demanding— not asking, demanding— that he either handle Mirand
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Left For Dead
ELARAI’m not a mean girl by nature, I promise, but seeing the look of pure, startled shock on Miranda’s face at the insult made something inside me purr. “What is the meaning of that, Elara? How can you say such a thing to your best friend? What is wrong with you?” Shawn shouted, his voice boomin
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Unrecognizable
ELARAI smoothed the invisible creases on the red gown I wore, my eyes catching the steady tick of the clock on the wall.7 p.m. And Shawn wasn’t here yet.Did he seriously forget?The birthday dinner had been scheduled to start around 5:30 p.m. We were already almost two hours late!I picked my ph
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Storm Bringer...
ELARAWhy not start my revenge right now?The thought settled into my mind, igniting a dark curiosity I hadn't felt in years. I stood at the foot of my bed, my breathing shallow as I stared at the packed bags resting on the deep-blue silk duvet.It would be a delicious satisfaction, watching Shawn
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband! Betrayal
ELARA“Prepare the divorce papers, Cassius.”My voice came out with a terrifying lack of emotion. Cold even, considering I was sitting there watching, on the high-definition screen of my tablet, my husband of five years having an intense sex romp with my best friend in the middle of his office. It
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