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Chapter 8-The Shadow of Deception
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WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met chapter 74 continuation
That was the first miscalculation. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said. “You know that.” “I know you won’t act,” Amarah replied calmly. “Not here. Not now.” He felt the flicker of irritation, swiftly buried beneath discipline. Emotion was a liability. She was testing his reactions, gauging where the fractures lay. “You forced my hand,” Gabriel said. “That was unnecessary.” Her head tilted slightly. “Was it?” He didn’t answer immediately. Because no strictly speaking, it hadn’t been necessary. She could have stayed unseen longer. She could have moved quietly, continued her work from the periphery. Instead, she had stepped into his line of sight. Deliberately. “You underestimated the timing,” she continued. “You assumed I’d move later. Or not at all.” “I assumed you understood boundaries,” Gabriel said. She laughed then soft, incredulous. “You never gave me boundaries. You gave me silence and expected obedience.” The words landed deeper than he liked. This was t
WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met Chapter 73 — Lines of Leverage
Almost a conversation that stopped when she entered the room. Marco waved at her from across the hall, smiling with the same easy familiarity as always. Lily passed by, preoccupied, offering a distracted greeting. Everything appeared normal, and yet— There it was again. That pause. That careful recalibration of tone whenever Gabriel was mentioned. At lunch, someone referenced a file by name. A name that tugged at something in Yna’s memory. She asked, casually, “Who’s handling that now?” The response came too fast. “It’s already resolved.” Resolved. The word landed heavily, like a door closing. Yna smiled and changed the subject. She had learned when not to push. Pushing only made people defensive, and defensiveness led to silence. Silence, she could work with. By mid afternoon, she had convinced herself she was projecting. That was the simplest explanation. The safest one. There. Done. She had a history of overcorrection of seeing patterns where none existed,
WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met Chapter 72 — What Lingers
Amarah’s eyes flicked back to him. “Timing,” she said simply. Gabriel’s expression hardened. “You’ve said enough.” Amarah smiled faintly. Not amused. Not pleased. “Have I?” she asked. Another silence. Yna felt suddenly like she had stepped into the middle of a conversation that had started long before she arrived and one she wasn’t meant to hear. “I should go,” Amarah said finally, already stepping back. “For now.” She paused, looking at Yna once more. “You seem… perceptive,” she said lightly. “That’s rare.” Before Yna could respond, Amarah turned and disappeared down the hall. The door closed. The quiet rushed back in but it wasn’t the same as before. Yna turned slowly toward Gabriel. “Do you want to explain that?” He rubbed a hand over his face, the first real crack she’d seen all evening. “She caught me off guard.” “That makes two of us,” Yna said carefully. He met her gaze, something guarded slipping into his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for toni
WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met Chapter 71 – Almost Peace
She watched him settle into his routine, the familiar motions of a man in command. And yet, she noticed the delay just a fraction of a second before he started reviewing the reports on his desk. A pause that shouldn’t have been there. Her heart picked up. She shook her head. It’s nothing. You’re imagining it. But when she sat down, her pen hovering above a blank page, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. The missed lunches. The delayed messages. The carefully controlled interactions. The moments of silence that didn’t belong. They weren’t enough to prove anything, but they were enough to whisper. Enough to make her question, quietly, almost painfully, the narrative she had trusted for months. She tapped her pen against the notebook, a soft rhythm that barely disturbed the stillness of the office. She had survived worse lies than this. Or so she thought. Her eyes drifted toward his office door, closed as usual. She told herself one last time that she was overthinking, tha
WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met Chapter 70 – Fractured Patterns
She walked instead letting the city’s noise settle her thoughts, letting instinct speak without interruption. You’re asking the wrong questions. She replayed it again and again. Not stop asking. Not you shouldn’t know. Wrong questions. Which meant there were right ones. Yna slowed, heart steadying. For the first time since the message, something like clarity cut through her unease. She wasn’t being warned away. She was being challenged. And whoever had sent that message They didn’t underestimate her. That realization sent a shiver through her, sharp and electric. Somewhere else, Raven stood on a rooftop, city lights stretching endlessly below. She watched the flow of people, the quiet machinery of power grinding on, unseen and unquestioned. “Let’s see how long you keep pretending not to see,” she murmured. The game had begun not with a reveal, not with a threat But with a question asked too softly to ignore. Yna closed the door to her apartment and leaned against
WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met Chapter 69 – The Question Beneath the Question
The message was never meant to stay. Raven watched the confirmation blink once on the burner screen delivered and then vanish exactly as planned. No trace. No echo. Just absence. Absence was louder than any threat. She leaned back in the chair, boots resting lightly against the edge of the metal table, the dim light of the safehouse catching the sharp angles of her profile. The room smelled faintly of ozone and old dust. Temporary. Forgettable. Perfect. “You’re asking the wrong questions,” she repeated quietly, tasting the words again. Not a warning. Not an instruction. A test. Most people, when nudged, panicked. They asked who. Why. How did you get this number? Yna hadn’t replied. That mattered. Raven pulled up the surveillance feed she’d been watching on and off all morning. Office cameras officially archived, unofficially accessible. She slowed the footage to half speed. There. Yna at her desk. Still. Observing. Not frozen, not frantic. Just… attentive. Raven’s mouth
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