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9My gaze remained glued to his designer tie, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs as I fought the urge to look up into his face. "W-what?""I want you, Arabella Morgan," Damian said, his voice dropping to a low, unyielding promise that resonated in the quiet room. "I want you as my woman."My composure finally cracked. Hearing those words spoken with such bold, unrestrained confidence sent a wave of shock through me. For a long, suffocating moment, I couldn't breathe, let alone form a coherent reply.I had spent three years knowing Damian Sterling as a distant, intimidating patriarch—a cold, domineering force who commanded every room he entered. I had never imagined him looking at me like this, stripped of all restraint."Is this how Mr. Sterling approaches every woman?" I rasped, trying to shield my rising panic behind a layer of skepticism."You're the only woman I've ever approached like this," he answered without hesitation.I swallowed hard, my throat parched. Desperate to

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10Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak."I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me."The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"I took a sharp, steadying breath, trying to anchor the wild fluttering in my chest."I can't do it, Mr. Sterling. Putting aside the fact that my soon-to-be ex-husband is your son, moving from him to you wouldn't be right—to either of us.""Arabella," Damian whispered, keeping his gaze locked on mine, his tone dropping into a soothing, unhurried cadence. "I am not asking you to accept me this very second. You asked what I wanted from you, and I gave you an honest answer."He took half a s

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Damian's POVI am not a man who denies himself what he desires. If I wanted something, I took it.Ever since I was a boy—ever since I inherited the Sterling legacy from my father—I had a knack for strategizing, maneuvering around the things I wanted until they fell directly into my lap.I worked hard for what I aimed for, so when the victory finally belonged to me, I knew I deserved it. I earned it.I grew up taking the adage “where there’s a will, there’s a way” as my absolute gospel, and that was how I lived my life for as long as I could remember.Until her. Until Arabella.I never knew I possessed such capacity for restraint. I never imagined that for five long years, I would deny myself a woman like her.Sitting behind my black marble desk, the quiet hum of the high-rise office surrounding me, I pulled open the bottom drawer of my desk and withdrew a secondary, encrypted phone.I unlocked it, the dim screen illuminating the logo of a private messaging app I hadn't used in half a

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12And for three years, I watched from the sidelines as Ethan treated a masterpiece like a piece of glass.Three years later, I was still watching the same woman suffer in a marriage she never deserved.I watched my foolish, arrogant son treat her as an afterthought, neglecting her, dismissing her brilliant mind, and eventually bringing another woman into their lives.My restraint began to fracture. I watched her suffer in silence, her light slowly being extinguished by a boy who didn't deserve to breathe the same air as her.So, I intervened.I didn't steal her—Ethan threw her away.I simply planted the seeds to wake her up. It was my orchestration that ended the charity gala three hours early yesterday evening, ensuring Arabella would return home unexpectedly.It was my influence that ensured she caught Ethan red-handed with his mistress.I had waited five agonizing years in the shadows, watching her grow into a resilient, fiercely intelligent, breathtaking woman.I refused to watch

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13Arabella's POV I paid the cab driver and practically sprinted into the hospital lobby, my heels clicking frantically against the polished linoleum.It wasn't until I had finally sunk into the back seat of the cab that I checked my phone. 15 missed calls.Nine of the fifteen missed calls were from the hospital billing department.Ethan had called twice.And my father had called four times."Good afternoon," I gasped out, leaning over the reception desk to get the attention of the duty nurse. "I'm here to ask about my mother, Sylvia Morgan. She was admitted to the ICU yesterday. Can you tell me how she's doing?"The nurse looked up, her initial confusion shifting into sudden clarity as she checked the file on her screen. "Are you Arabella? Her daughter?""Yes, that's me," I said, my chest heaving. "I'm the one you've been trying to reach.""I have to say, you children nowadays are far too negligent," the nurse scolded, shaking her head disapprovingly. "Your mother is critically il

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My father yanked Sophia behind his back, raising his hand once more, his palm quivering with unrestrained rage. "You insolent brat! What kind of barbaric attitude is that?!"I stood my ground and met his murderous gaze head-on, letting a cold, bitter smile curve my lips. I tilted my face slightly, offering him my already stinging, bruised cheek."Go ahead," I whispered, my voice dripping with pure hatred. "Hit me again. But the second you do, you can kiss any chance of working with the Sterling Group goodbye forever.""You...!" He faltered mid-swing, his hand trembling in the air. His eyes flared with venom, but he froze, catching the dark, unyielding conviction in my stare.He swallowed hard, lowering his arm just an inch. "If I hadn't stepped in when the hospital called and saved that whore of a mother of yours, do you think she'd even be breathing right now?!""How much?" I scoffed, taking a step closer to him. "Name the exact figure so I can reimburse you, Mr. Morgan."My father's

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15I stared at my father's smug face, the disgusting reality of his scheme clicking into place.All that grand speech about saving my mother's life—all those vicious insults calling me ungrateful and despicable—had been nothing more than a calculated performance.He had refused to help me, withheld her medication, and staged a crisis for one single reason: to corner me and force my hand into securing a contract with the Sterling Group.After my desperate phone call yesterday, he had assumed I was completely trapped. He never imagined I could raise $100,000 on my own in less than twenty-four hours. In his mind, he held absolute leverage over my mother's life.When I remained silent, the grin on his face widened, ugly and triumphant."What? Cat got your tongue?" he mocked, stepping closer. "It's simple, Arabella: give me the $100,000 or secure a Sterling Group contract for Morgan Enterprises within seventy-two hours. Considering you're my daughter, I'm being remarkably generous."‘Gener

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"Get them away from me... I don't want to see them..."My mother kept mumbling those frantic, broken words over and over, even after the nurse administered a sedative to force her into sleep."They're gone, Mom. It's just me," I whispered softly, smoothing back her graying hair as tears burned behind my eyes. "It's Arabella. I won't let them hurt you ever again. You're safe, Mom... I promise."It took nearly twenty minutes for her breathing to finally even out into a deep, drug-induced slumber, though her forehead remained tightly creased with residual terror. I gently smoothed the line between her brows with my thumb and pulled the heavy blanket up to her chin, the doctor's warning from earlier echoing in my mind:“Mrs. Sterling, you must be extremely cautious about what happens around your mother. These five doses are only meant to stabilize her enough so her heart can withstand the upcoming surgery. Another emotional episode like this will bring all our medical progress down to ze

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The door opened, slowly to reveal a face I wasn't expecting. I stared at the man who just walked through the door, my brows pulling together in confusion.‘What was he doing back here?’Jake must have caught the questioning look on my face because he offered me a respectful, polite nod. "Hello again, ma'am. The boss delivered... I mean, this food delivery arrived for you," he corrected smoothly, holding out a large, heavy paper bag that seemed packed with a variety of containers.My mind stalled. ‘Damian personally brought food to the hospital? Why would he risk coming here himself? What if someone saw him?’"I... I can't accept this," I stammered, taking a small step back."The boss explicitly mentioned that if you refuse this delivery, a fresh one will be ordered and sent immediately," Jake replied without missing a beat.‘What on earth—didn't he just tell me in his office that I had the right to refuse his advances?’"Where is he?" I asked, my voice dropping."Don't worry, ma'am

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I ignored his voice in the background and opened my browser, typing Ethan's name into the search bar. The page refreshed.I finally understood why Ethan had called me.Two stories were dominating every major media outlet in the country.The first article had been published close to midnight:**[CEO ETHAN STERLING'S TRUE LOVE: WHO IS THE MYSTERY WOMAN BESIDE THE YOUNG BILLIONAIRE?]**Directly beneath the headline was a photo of Ethan and Sienna stepping out of an exclusive downtown restaurant. His hand was resting possessively against her waist, his face turned toward her with an open, tender devotion he had never once shown me.The second headline had begun trending less than an hour ago, exploding into viral territory:**[IS CEO ETHAN STERLING CHEATING ON HIS WIFE? EXPLOSIVE HOTEL PHOTOS RAISE QUESTIONS ABOUT STERLING MARRIAGE.]**This piece was accompanied by a collage of evidence: Ethan and Sienna exiting his private suite at the Sterling Hotel late at night; Sienna sitting beside

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