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Putting Graham in charge
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2026-03-24 22:34:24
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What Daddy Left Behind His Devotion
~ Thea’s POVThe absolute, terrifying darkness began to thin, replaced by a dull, pulsing ache that radiated from the very center of my bones. Then came the sounds. A steady, rhythmic, mechanical beep. The soft, pneumatic hiss of an oxygen machine. The faint squeak of rubber-soled shoes on a polished floor.The smells hit me next. The sharp, sterile bite of rubbing alcohol, clean cotton, and a faint, underlying trace of rich cedarwood.Cedarwood. I forced my heavy eyelids upward. The harsh, glaring white light of the room temporarily blinded me, sending a sharp spike of pain directly into my skull. I blinked rapidly, my vision swimming in a hazy, unfocused blur before the sterile environment of a massive, high-tech medical suite finally solidified around me.My throat felt as though it had been lined with crushed glass. Every breath was a monumental effort. I tried to swallow the thick, cotton-like dryness in my mouth, parting my cracked lips."Stellan?"The word was barely a whisper
What Daddy Left Behind Meeting Father
~ Thea’s POVThe freezing, suffocating weight of the narcotic was gone.The agonizing throb in my cheekbone where my uncle had struck me, the sharp, burning ache in my shoulders, the metallic taste of my own blood, it had all entirely vanished. I was no longer lying on the cold, unforgiving marble floor of the Hamptons estate, trapped in a paralyzed, failing body.Instead, I opened my eyes to a world bathed in an impossible, golden warmth.I was standing in the center of a sprawling, sunlit conservatory. It looked vaguely like the greenhouse attached to my childhood home, but the glass walls stretched upward into an infinite, brilliant sky. Lush, emerald-green vines cascaded from the vaulted ceilings, and the air smelled heavily of blooming jasmine and old paper. It was completely silent, a profound stillness of peace.I looked down at my hands. They weren't trembling. They weren't stained with the dark ink Uncle Robert had forced onto my thumb. I was wearing a simple white dress, t
What Daddy Left Behind Putting Graham in charge
~ Stellan’s POV"I need a trauma team on standby! Now!"My voice shattered the quiet, disciplined atmosphere of the private Manhattan medical center. The med-evac chopper had touched down on the roof less than three minutes ago, but to my frantic, blood-soaked mind, it had felt like three lifetimes.Thea was frighteningly light as I ran alongside the rushing gurney. The elite medical staff of my personal facility swarmed us, their hands moving with practiced, urgent precision. I refused to let go of her icy fingers. She was entirely unresponsive, her head lolling to the side against the stark white hospital pillow, the ugly, blossoming bruise on her cheekbone a glaring, violent testament to my catastrophic failure to protect her."Mr. Vaughn, you need to step back," the lead trauma surgeon ordered, his voice cutting through the chaos as they breached the heavy doors of the intensive care resuscitation room. "We need to push IV fluids and administer the counter-agents. We have to intu
What Daddy Left Behind Sit Still
~ Stellan’s POV"Don't you guys get tired of making me rage?"The words left my lips not as a shout, but as a dark, vibrating frequency that seemed to instantly drop the temperature of the bedroom to absolute zero.I stood in the wreckage of the splintered oak door, the blood of their hired mercenaries dripping hot and thick from my knuckles onto the plush Hamptons carpet. The metallic stench of copper and the acrid burn of cordite clung to my clothes. I had spent my entire life building an empire built on ruthless, calculated control. But looking at the scene before me, the billionaire CEO had officially ceased to exist.Mr. Henderson, the slick, high-priced corporate litigator, was scrambling backward across the floor like a pathetic, cornered rat. His wire-rimmed glasses were skewed, his face slick with a terrified, greasy sweat."Mr. Vaughn! Please!" Henderson shrieked, his voice cracking as his back hit the far wall. He held his hands up in a desperate, trembling gesture of surr
What Daddy Left Behind How dare you?!
~ Thea’s POVThe darkness wasn't peaceful. It was a suffocating, heavy blanket woven, dragging me down into a terrifying, paralyzed abyss.My mind was a frantic, screaming prisoner trapped inside a body that had completely ceased to obey me. I could feel the cold, slick marble of the foyer beneath my cheek. I could hear the muffled, distorted voices of my aunt and uncle echoing above me, sounding as though they were speaking through deep water.“The thumbprint secures the domestic accounts,” Uncle Robert’s voice warped and stretched in my fading consciousness. “But the Swiss transfer requires a wet signature. The international protocols mandate it. Get her upstairs. Stage the room. Write the note.”Rough, massive hands seized me. The mercenary didn't bother to carry me with any shred of dignity; he hauled me up over his shoulder like a slaughtered animal. My head hung limply, bouncing painfully against his solid back with every heavy step he took up the grand, sweeping staircase.I tr
What Daddy Left Behind I am getting what I want
~ Thea’s POVTwo men stepped into the glaring light of the crystal chandelier as they suddenly came forward to grab me.My heart slammed against my ribs, a frantic, deafening drumbeat of pure adrenaline.I didn't freeze. I didn't cower, and I didn't beg. The searing pain radiating from my bruised cheekbone was entirely swallowed by a blinding, feral instinct to survive. I was Richard Mercer’s daughter, and I had been trained by the Dragon of Wall Street. I was not going to be dragged into a cage without leaving a trail of blood behind me.As the first mercenary lunged toward me, his massive hands reaching out to entirely engulf my arms, I moved.I spun on my heel, my boots slipping slightly on the slick, blood-spattered marble, and grabbed the heavy, antique porcelain vase resting on the mahogany console table. I didn't hesitate. With a feral, guttural scream that tore my throat raw, I swung the vase with every single ounce of strength I possessed directly at the man’s head.The price
What Daddy Left Behind Give me a Chance
~ Thea's POVThe regression analysis on Lance’s laptop screen might as well have been written in hieroglyphics.My eyes traced the columns of data, variables, coefficients, standard error, but my brain refused to process a single number. All I could process was the feeling of being watched.It wasn
Last Updated : 2026-03-27What Daddy Left Behind Dress Fitting 2
~ Stellan's POVShe thought that would be all we would be doing.Going only for only one fitting, but this was different, she would need a couple more, because the events piled up for her, were a lot to count with one hand.Sitting back in the sofa, I drank from a champagne glass.A vintage Dom Pér
Last Updated : 2026-03-26What Daddy Left Behind I need Space
~ Thea's POVThe question hung in the freezing night air, and it didn't just hang there; it suffocated me. It wrapped around my throat tightly.Way for ruining my whole night.My eyes widened, shock freezing the breath in my lungs. I looked up at Stellan, waiting for the denial. Waiting for him to
Last Updated : 2026-03-26What Daddy Left Behind The Press Knew Something
~ Stellan's POVI felt Thea’s body jerk against mine. Her instinct, that foolish, soft, bleeding heart of hers, kicked in instantly. She took a step forward, her hand slipping from my waist, her face crumpling into concern. She was going to go to her. She was going to try to manage the woman who h
Last Updated : 2026-03-26
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