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Chapter 85: Cracks in the Mask

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-08-19 17:12:59

The first article wasn’t on the front page.

It appeared in a mid-tier business magazine, tucked between stock market analysis and a feature on renewable tech. The headline was innocuous enough:

“Ethan: Visionary or Opportunist?”

The tone was cautious, not accusatory, but it asked the right questions. It cited discrepancies in land acquisitions, subtle inconsistencies in financial reports, and a string of mysteriously dissolved shell companies.

For the average reader, it was nothing. For those who lived and breathed investments, it was a spark.

The journalist, Her name was Mara Klein, a sharp-eyed investigative reporter with a reputation for finding stories where no one else looked. She wasn’t a headline chaser, she was a truth digger.

And she had one advantage: she didn’t buy into the mythology of Ethan. She saw the glossy speeches and spotless suits for what they were, armor. Armor always meant there was something worth hiding.

She began making calls. Quietly. Carefully. And though d
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    The phone burned hot in Amara’s hand. One small device, one short message, yet it carried the weight of every sleepless night, every doubt Luca had begged her not to entertain.She didn’t reply, not yet. But she didn’t delete it either. That was enough. A secret choice. A seed Ethan had planted, watered with her weakness.When Luca returned from the kitchen, his voice steady but tight from the call, she shoved the phone beneath a pillow. He kissed her temple, soft, careful, as if she might break. And she smiled. A hollow, brittle smile.That night, sleep refused her. She lay awake, the city lights stretching like restless veins across the skyline. Beside her, Luca’s breathing was even, protective in its rhythm. Yet she felt utterly alone.And then her hidden phone lit up again.Ethan: They don’t see you, Amara. Not like I do. They see a story. I see you.Her chest clenched. Slowly, silently, she typed back.Amara: Stop.A pause. Then.Ethan: I will. If you come. Just once. One convers

  • Whisked Away    Chapter 106: Fractures in Glass

    The next morning brought no reprieve.Luca had tried to shield her, no phones, no television, but the world always found a crack to slip through. A neighbor in the elevator whispered, “Stay strong, Amara,” with pity in her eyes. A florist on the corner refused payment for roses, murmuring, “He really does love you, doesn’t he?”He. They didn’t mean Luca.By noon, Amara’s chest felt like glass stretched too thin. Every kindness carried Ethan’s fingerprints, every voice echoed his claim on her.When Luca returned from a call with his lawyers, he found her seated on the floor, back against the couch, surrounded by scattered newspapers and a laptop she had somehow fished out of a drawer. The headlines screamed at her.“BROTHERS AT WAR — BUT WHO DOES SHE BELONG TO?”“AMARA: A WOMAN CAUGHT BETWEEN LEGACY AND LOVE.”Luca’s face hardened. “Amara, I told you not to—”She cut him off, voice hoarse. “Do you hear them? It’s like I’m not even a person anymore. I’m just…” She laughed bitterly. “A h

  • Whisked Away    Chapter 105: Silence is Confinement

    The city didn’t sleep, not for people like them.By morning, Amara’s phone was a battlefield. Hundreds of notifications, trending hashtags twisting her name, strangers debating her character as if she were a scandal rather than a person.Luca had confiscated the phone at dawn, shoving it into a drawer, but even without the device, Amara heard the noise. It lived in the corners of her mind, a constant hum of judgment.She curled on the sofa, arms wrapped around herself. Her tea went cold again.Ethan’s words replayed, poisonous and persuasive. If not me, they’ll twist you worse. Freedom is a lie.She shook her head hard, like she could physically push them away.But Luca noticed. He always noticed.“You don’t have to read any of it,” he said gently, sitting across from her. “They’ll choke on their own noise soon enough. I’ll make sure of it.”Her lips trembled. “How do you fight someone who knows exactly where to cut?”He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes steady. “You don’t fig

  • Whisked Away    Chapter 104: Silence is a cage

    The morning sunlight spilled weakly into the kitchen, brushing the marble counters in pale gold. It should have felt like a new day, a clean slate. Instead, the air was thick, heavy, poisoned by the remnants of last night.Amara sat at the table, untouched tea cooling in front of her. Luca leaned against the counter, watching her carefully, afraid to push but terrified to withdraw.He wanted to reach for her hand. He wanted to tell her he would burn the whole world before letting Ethan break her. But every time he opened his mouth, he remembered her words — “Stop tearing me apart like I’m some prize to be won!” and his voice died in his throat.The phone vibrated.A small thing, barely audible, but it sliced through the stillness.Luca grabbed it before Amara could. His brows furrowed as he scanned the notifications. Headlines. Blogs. Paparazzi shots. Ethan’s doing.Mara’s Secret Meetings with the Brothers: Who Owns Her Heart?Exclusive: Amara Seen Leaving Luca’s Penthouse After Midn

  • Whisked Away    Chapter 103: Silence

    The room seemed smaller than it had been moments ago, its walls pressing inward, suffocating, as if the house itself was holding its breath. Amara stood rooted to the floor, the weight of two men’s expectations bearing down on her shoulders.Ethan’s words still rang in her ears, silence is a choice, and silence will always favor him. They were a dagger dressed in truth, and she hated how deeply they struck.Luca’s hand was still extended toward her. A quiet offering. No demand, no push. Just presence.“Amara.” His voice cracked, soft but full of everything he couldn’t say outright. “Don’t let him turn this into a spectacle.”Ethan’s chuckle slithered across the space between them. “But it is a spectacle, brother. Isn’t that the tragedy? She stands at the very edge of herself and she still thinks she can pretend it’s not a stage.” He angled his head toward Amara, his smile both mocking and seductive. “What are you afraid of? That you might actually want the darkness more than his hollo

  • Whisked Away    Chapter 102: Luca and Ethan Face to Face

    The night air seemed to hold its breath.Luca stood framed in the garden’s archway, his dark suit catching the faint light, his gaze locked on Ethan with a weight that could crush steel. His presence filled the space, not just with power, but with the raw urgency of a man who had come for more than a fight. He had come to reclaim what was being stolen from him word by word.Amara’s heartbeat thundered in her ears. She looked between them, torn two men bound by blood yet standing as enemies, their silent history pressing down like a storm.Ethan was the first to move, slow and deliberate. He clasped his hands behind his back, as though he had been expecting this very moment.“Brother,” he said smoothly, his voice dripping with mock-warmth. “You always arrive just when the game is about to become interesting.”Luca stepped forward, each stride heavy with controlled fury. His voice was low, commanding, but with an edge of raw truth.“You call it a game. That’s the difference between us.

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