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What is going on?

Autor: Edgy Rose
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-04 23:30:29

~ Thea’s POV

"How dare you slap me?" Stacy started, rising up from her seat.

The heavy, ornate dining chair scraped violently against the polished marble floor of the private atrium. The dark crimson vintage I had just hurled into her face dripped from her perfectly coiffed blonde hair, staining the collar of her expensive white silk blouse. But it was the stark, glaring red handprint blossoming across her cheek—where my palm had connected a millisecond after the wine—that made her eyes bulge w
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  • What Daddy Left Behind   The Devastating Truth

    ~ Thea’s POVI looked down at the heavy crystal glass in my hand. The amber liquid sloshed slightly against the rim, betraying the violent trembling in my fingers.I didn't hesitate. I raised the glass to my lips and swallowed the scotch. The liquid was liquid fire, burning a harsh, unforgiving trail down my throat and settling like hot coals in my stomach. I welcomed the burn. It grounded me. It forced the exhaustion out of my bones and replaced it with an absolute, unyielding resolve.I lowered the glass, my dark eyes locking onto his."Tell me," I commanded, my voice dropping into a hollow, terrifyingly calm whisper. "Tell me exactly what broke my husband."Julian let out a ragged, defeated exhale. He turned away from me, walking over to the heavy mahogany desk. He didn't sit in the leather executive chair; he leaned against the edge of the desk, crossing his ankles, his gaze dropping to the floor as if he couldn't bear to look at me while he dragged the Dragon of Wall Street throu

  • What Daddy Left Behind   Looking for the truth

    ~ Thea’s POVAs I walked out of the executive suite, the sting of his fierce loyalty burned in my chest, yet I couldn't entirely fault him. Graham was an employee, a soldier sworn to protect the Dragon’s secrets even if those secrets were actively tearing the empire apart.But there was someone else.Someone who considered himself Stellan’s equal, his brother in arms, and the only man arrogant enough to tell my husband when he was making a mistake.I stepped back into the freezing Manhattan wind and climbed into the idling Maybach."The Obsidian Club," I told the driver, not missing a beat.The exclusive, ultra-private gentlemen’s club in Soho was Julian Hayes’s sanctuary. If he wasn't gutting hedge funds from his corner office, he was holding court in the amber-lit depths of the Obsidian.Twenty minutes later, I pushed through the heavy, unmarked brass doors of the club. The atmosphere inside was a stark contrast to the sterile panic of Vaughn Enterprises. It was a world of hushed we

  • What Daddy Left Behind   It Would Kill Him

    ~ Thea's POVThe black Maybach sliced through the congested Manhattan traffic like a shark navigating bloody waters.As we approached the towering, sleek glass monolith of the Vaughn Enterprises headquarters, the sheer scale of the media apocalypse became terrifyingly clear. The plaza was entirely completely barricaded by NYPD officers and Stellan’s private security firm, desperately trying to hold back a ravenous, surging ocean of journalists, satellite trucks, and paparazzi. The moment my vehicle was spotted, a ripple of chaotic shouting erupted through the crowd."Mrs. Vaughn," the driver said, his voice tense as he eyed the rearview mirror. "I am routing us to the secure underground executive garage. It’s too volatile up front.""No," I commanded, my voice cutting through the quiet cabin with absolute, freezing authority. "Pull up directly to the main plaza steps."The driver hesitated, glancing back at my reflection. He saw the crimson blazer, the dark, uncompromising fire in my

  • What Daddy Left Behind   Being Manipulated

    ~ Stellan's POVThe private elevator ascending to the Tribeca penthouse moved but every passing floor felt like the tightening of a hangman’s noose around my neck.I had purchased the sprawling, eighty-million-dollar property five years ago as a pure real estate investment. I had never spent a single night within its glass walls. Yet, the moment the heavy steel doors slid open, the air rushing into the elevator cabin was thoroughly, irreparably tainted.The cloying, suffocating scent of heavy tuberose and bergamot hit the back of my throat.It was a fragrance that didn't just register in my olfactory senses; it bypassed my logic entirely and slammed directly into the deepest, most scarred recesses of my amygdala. It was the exact perfume she had worn twenty years ago. The scent of locked bedroom doors. The scent of my mother walking away down the carpeted hallway, ignoring my frantic, pleading voice. The scent of absolute, paralyzing powerlessness.I stepped out of the elevator, my bo

  • What Daddy Left Behind   I will fight for him.

    ~ Thea’s POVThe morning sun did not bring warmth to the master suite of the limestone estate. It simply illuminated the vast, suffocating emptiness of the room.I sat completely still in the velvet armchair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, my legs pulled up to my chest beneath the black silk robe. I hadn’t slept. Not for a single second. The digital clock on the mahogany nightstand glared a harsh, unrelenting 7:00 AM.Outside the heavy, reinforced iron gates, the world was actively tearing my life to shreds.Even through the thick, bulletproof glass of the mansion, I could hear the faint, chaotic hum of the media frenzy. The low, rhythmic thumping of a news helicopter vibrated in the overcast sky above the property. The paparazzi were swarming the perimeter like vultures, their long camera lenses pressed against the iron bars, desperately waiting to catch a glimpse of the disgraced, abandoned bride weeping in her gilded cage.I looked down at the massive, flawless emerald-cut diamond

  • What Daddy Left Behind   I can't come home

    ~ Stellan’s POVThere was no oxygen left in my lungs.The private elevator doors slid open to the top floor of my corporate penthouse, and the moment I stumbled across the threshold, my knees completely gave out. I hit the concrete floor hard, the impact jarring my bones, but I couldn't feel it. I couldn't feel anything except the phantom, sickeningly soft touch of Stacy’s fingers lingering against my skin, wrapping around my throat like a vine, dragging me backward in time until I was no longer a thirty-five-year-old billionaire, but a paralyzed, terrified boy trapped in a nightmare.I ripped the ruined tie from my neck, my hands shaking so violently I nearly tore the collar of my bespoke shirt.I gasped, my chest heaving in erratic, shallow bursts, but the air wouldn't enter my lungs. A massive, crushing weight sat directly on my sternum. The edges of the dark, unlit penthouse began to warp and blur. The sound of the torrential rain lashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows mut

  • What Daddy Left Behind   A Good Day

    ~ Thea’s POVThe sharp, relentless buzzing of my phone vibrating against the nightstand dragged me out of a heavy, dreamless sleep.I groaned, burying my face deeper into the pillows. My entire body ached. Every muscle in my thighs, my lower back, and my stomach pulled in sharp protest as I tried t

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-01

  • What Daddy Left Behind   Cleansing me.

    ~ Thea’s POVStellan didn’t even wait for my answer.He kept on torturing me while we took our long, agonizing ride back home.By the time the armored Audi finally pulled through the iron gates of the limestone mansion, I was practically vibrating out of my skin, my core a heavy, pulsing ache of an

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-01

  • What Daddy Left Behind   Oh, he came?

    ~ Thea’s POVIt was Friday afternoon. I was curled up in the massive library, a leather-bound copy of a macroeconomics textbook resting uselessly on my lap. I had read the same paragraph four times without absorbing a single word.My mind was all jumbled and the fact that in exactly four hours, I

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-31

  • What Daddy Left Behind   Shutting out Ethan

    ~ Thea’s POVI wanted the concrete sidewalk to crack open and swallow me whole. It felt awkward and at the same time so wrong. As if I was already cheating on Stellan with his boss. I stood frozen under the dim, amber glow of the cocktail lounge’s awning, my hand trapped in Stellan’s unrelenting

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-31
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