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Chapter 69
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The mall is alive in its usual chaos—bright lights pouring down from glass chandeliers, advertisements flashing across digital screens, and the endless chatter of footsteps and laughter echoing in the wide, open halls. Shoppers drift in and out of luxury boutiques, their arms weighed down with glossy bags; perfume lingers in the air, mixed with the smell of roasted coffee from a café nearby.But Bianca Giovanni doesn’t hear any of it.Her heels strike against the marble floor in clipped, purposeful steps. She moves through the crowd like a shadow, her head held high, her designer coat brushing elegantly at her knees. On the surface, she is the picture of a socialite, doing what she does best, shopping without care. But beneath the flawless mask, her chest tightens with each step. She knows Lance. She knows the way his world works, his reach, his influence, the men who answer to him. Nothing stays hidden forever.And if he discovers that Wade Houston dared approach her once, let alone
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His words hang in the air, cold and deliberate, a stark contrast to the fire consuming her.Adrianna swallows hard, her body trembling. She wants to scream at him, to shake him until he shows some shred of humanity, some flicker of shared fury. But deep down, beneath her exhaustion, she knows—this is why he frightens Wade. This calm, this control, this ruthless patience.Brandon clears his throat softly, finally breaking his silence. “With all due respect, Miss Houston, public perception is his strongest weapon. That performance wasn’t just about optics. It was a calculated maneuver to erase the narrative of violence and loss. The more the public sees him as a devoted husband, the less credible any future allegations become.”Adrianna turns toward him, her brows pinched. “So what are you saying—that we just let him parade around as a saint?”Brandon’s expression remains calm, his voice crisp and deliberate, every word weighed. “I’m saying that narratives can be dismantled, but not wit
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The flat-screen glows in Lance’s office, the host’s practiced smile radiating under the studio lights. Applause swells from the audience, sharp claps rolling like thunder. Wade and Victoria sit side by side on the plush cream sofa, framed by golden spotlights.Adrianna’s breath hitches. Her nails dig into the armrest of her chair, eyes wide and unblinking. Lance leans back in his seat, legs crossed, remote dangling loosely in his hand as if none of this matters.“Ladies and gentlemen,” the host beams, “today we have a very special couple. A family whose name is carved into the pillars of our society. Please welcome—Mr. Wade Carlisle and his beautiful wife, Victoria Houston!”The crowd erupts.Wade smirks, giving a casual wave like a king acknowledging loyal subjects. Victoria smiles too, lips trembling at the corners before settling into something camera-perfect. But Adrianna sees it instantly—the slight shake in her sister’s hands folded in her lap, the rapid blinking. She knows tho
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It has been a week since Lance last saw Adrianna. Seven days. Seven nights.To a man like him, time usually bends and breaks under his will. But this week feels different—slow, heavy, almost unbearable. He doesn’t admit it out loud, not even to himself at first, but every hour is filled with her ghost.Her laugh echoes in his mind, soft but daring. The way her voice trembled when she whispered his name that night—his name, not anyone else’s—returns to him again and again.And the memory of her beneath him, her body arching as if it belonged to him all along… it both soothes and torments him.Damn her.He presses his fingers against his temple, trying to break the chain of memory, but her eyes return—ocean blue, searching him with a tenderness he doesn’t deserve. They haunt him, those eyes. They saw through him, straight into the part of himself he thought he buried forever.A sharp throat-clear cuts through the silence.Lance lifts his gaze. Robert stands nearby, tablet in hand, his u
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The room feels like a tomb.Victoria sits by the window, her body wrapped in a blanket that has stopped warming her long ago. The Houston mansion is a quiet monster, a beast that stalks her memory with every creak in the floorboards, every whisper behind the wallsVictoria moves through it like a ghost with a name. She no longer wears the careful elegance that used to be armor; now she favors loose sweaters and the same soft trousers, as if comfort could sew together whatever the world has torn from her. The nurses say she sleeps a lot, then wakes with that same blank expression — eyes that look out through the day rather than into it. It has been almost a month since she lost the baby; in that time the world has narrowed down to two rooms and one conversation: the slow, clinical rhythm of the hospital wing and the slow, predatory presence of Wade.He comes by rarely. Twice, in the early weeks, he has sat at the foot of her bed and read her the reports the doctors hand him, his voice
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The door of Wade’s car closed with a clean, final sound, but the echo of his words refused to fade. Bianca’s heels clicked against the marble pavement—sharp, precise, every step rehearsed into perfection. She knew how she looked to the world: untouchable, elegant, the fiancée of Lance Vallerand.But inside her chest, her heart was clawing against her ribs.Six years ago, you planned the murder of German Vallerand.Her breath caught at the memory. She steadied her chin higher, refusing to falter.“Bianca,” Ramon’s voice cut through the silence. He stood by her car, his broad frame steady, his expression unreadable as always. Only his eyes betrayed the flicker of concern he dared to show. “You don’t look well. Should I call for—”Bianca lifted a hand. “No.” The word snapped out sharper than intended, a whipcrack in the cool evening air. Ramon’s jaw tightened, but he bowed his head in deference.She softened her voice immediately, sliding back into control. “I’m fine, Ramon. It’s nothing
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