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Eloise’s breath hitched. Not because she was afraid of him, but because she wasn’t. Then he stepped away, and she let out a long exhale only to realize she's been holding her breath. All she wanted was to tease him back, make him squirm like he always made her, but she'd failed. Woefully. Instead, he’d teased her. Again. And worse, with that stupid smirk. She gritted her teeth, forcing her fluttering lashes to still. “Screaming, my foot! You're so annoying, I’ll just stick to my Antonio!” she snapped, eyes flashing as she stormed away. …My Antonio. It stuck. His lips curled into a slow, wicked smile as he licked them, savoring it. She had no idea what she’d just said. How innocent she is that she doesn't even realize what he meant, how she shivered when he whispered close to her ear, and above all. Calling him, ‘ Her Antonio' Ohh…she has no idea what she just unraveled. ******* Now that she's divorced, what's next? What's the next plan? She should be getting…. [ His whi

“ That sly bitch,” Tamara fumed after dialing Eloise's contact number over and over again, but none were going through. “ She didn't block me, did she? I mean I did nothing to her,” Tamara said as she sank onto her bed. She needs to meet with Eloise, but it's weekend, so she wouldn't be at the office. “ Maybe I should just go to where she's been staying,” she said to herself, “ but what if she's not home?” Tamara sighed wearily before her mind drifted to Laera whom she reached out to on her social handle and initiated a voice call. She cleared her throat while the call rang for seconds before it was picked up. “ Hey Laera,” she tried making her voice and tone as jovial as possible, “ Yes?” Laera answered over the phone, “ How have you been?” “ Cut the bullshit and go straight to the point. Why do you call me?” Laera's cold response threw Tamara off guard. She's never spoken to her like that. “ Is this like bad timing?” She asked frowning her face trying to be cal

Eloise’s eyes blinked against the rays that bathed the Italian skyline and exhaled as she stepped onto the stairs of the plane. A light breeze rustled her hair as soon as she stepped out, heels clicking against the metal steps. Antonio descended just ahead of her, tall and perfectly poised in his charcoal suit that hugged his broad frame like it was stitched onto him. His jaw was clenched, phone pressed to his ear, voice low and sharp with business. But he didn't glance her way. Not once. Eloise’s eyes trailed the slope of his neck, the way his watch glinted under the sun, the casual arrogance in the way his hand slid into his pocket mid-call. She hadn’t said much since the flight began; he had himself buried in his laptop, typing away, reading reports, and sending emails. And now, he's taking calls. He's been cold, composed, and unreachable. She rolled her eyes as she hopped into the back seat of the waiting sleek black Maybach whose engine was humming quietly like it k

He hadn't expected the head to come in a designer box. But Antonio always liked theatrics. Seated at the corner of a private club, a place where power brokers, corrupt elites, and old money figures conduct business far from the prying eyes—is Shawn. He sat across from the man, tight-lipped, watching his words sink deeper into him, while his head replayed the head sent to him. Antonio had killed his assassin. Sent him the head to let him know who has the power. Even though the assassin was a known sex offender, it still made his blood boil. He clenched his fist against his lap. Antonio seems to have forgotten, that he isn't a man to be underestimated. The room was a partially enclosed VIP section, with dim lighting painting the room in gold and shadows. The air smelled of rich cigars, aged whiskey, ambition, and Vale’s hesitation. “ The only thing I could think of right now, is probably to sabotage his business deals, or perhaps, hijack it from him, or probably…,” Vale exhaled

| Italy—dinner night continued | She didn’t realize it yet, but tonight wasn’t just about being a date, or a business deal. He knew Mr. Whitetalker would be here, he smirked when he saw him walk up to her, glad everything was going as planned without him having to execute his plan B. He wanted Whitetalker to see the need for her, to see she's a force, to get back the board members, and Eloise…didn't disappoint. She made his plan work out perfectly well. Antonio's eyes dilated as she smiled at him, his heart skipping so hard and racing when she pulled back with a shy smile. “ Is that you complimenting me?” She mouthed, still smiling, “Never thought the almighty Antonio would commend me without making me feel like killing him already.” A chuckle escaped his lips before he could act unfazed. “ I don't want you having too much murderous intent towards me,” “ Then don't push me,” she said, returning the same smirk he gave her. For more than a second, they stood still, st