All Chapters of The Stranger My Heart Belonged To: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

124 Chapters

111. Connection Unseen.

DAMON’S POVIt was almost midnight when I finally sat on the edge of the bed, calculating the time difference between here and the city where Sadie lived.Three hours behind. She’d probably just put Daven to sleep. The thought twisted something deep inside me — quiet, sharp, familiar.My PI had reported earlier that Sadie had received the encrypted phone. The line was live, secure, ready. All I had to do was call.Before doing so, I reached for my phone and opened the scanner app linked to Alex’s security program. The sweep ran soundlessly across the suite — green across the board. No bugs. No hidden signals.Maybe I was paranoid. But paranoia was what kept people like me alive.I had just typed in the encryption key when the door opened without warning.Bella.She stepped in like she owned the air I breathed, her silk bathrobe hanging loose. One flick of her wrist, and it slid off her shoulders — beneath it, nothing but black lace that barely qualified as clothing.My expression didn

Last Updated : 2025-11-17

112. The Gilded Trap.

SADIE’S POVBy the time I reached the hotel, the sky had already turned the color of deep amber, fading into dusk.The building loomed ahead—sleek glass and gold accents, the kind of luxury that felt almost suffocating.Tomorrow, the event would be held here. A grand gathering of designers, patrons, and critics.I checked in under a name that wasn’t really mine—Sereya Essen. The alias rolled easily off my tongue now. I’d used it before, but tonight it felt heavier, like armor.Before finally agreeing to attend this event, I’d asked the organizer to add one simple twist to the concept: a masquerade theme. Everyone would wear masks.To them, it was a playful, elegant idea—a charming twist to the theme. They agreed to it easily, of course; no one q

Last Updated : 2025-11-18

113. Through The Devil's Eyes.

DAMON’S POVThe ballroom glittered like a cage dressed in gold. Behind every mask was a lie, and I’d learned to read them all.The air was thick with perfume and deceit. I scanned the crowd, my pulse steady on the surface but pounding underneath. Sadie was somewhere here—breathing the same air as my father and Bella. The thought alone scraped like a blade down my spine.I knew why she pushed to come. Smart move—anonymity buys time. She’d asked the organizers to make it a masquerade; clever, and exactly the kind of thing she would do to buy herself a sliver of protection.Still, I hated that she’d chosen to come.Hated the risk she’d taken.Hated that I couldn’t simply walk to her and drag her out of this room.I’d told myself I came to observe, to play the role expected of me: the dutiful son, the cold Prince heir.But the truth?I was barely holding the leash on the storm inside me. One wrong move, and I’d burn the whole place down.A laugh beside me dragged me back to the present.B

Last Updated : 2025-11-21

114. Silent Capture.

Sadie’s POVI’d tried—really tried—not to cross paths with them.The whole reason I was here in disguise was to stay hidden, to make sure my real identity remained buried. But if I was honest with myself, there was another reason too. I wanted to stay as far away from Damon as possible.Because Damon… had always been dangerous to me in ways no one else ever could be. He had influence over me that went far beyond logic or sense.And seeing him here—standing beside Bella, his wife—even with the obvious space between them, still hurt in ways I couldn’t admit aloud.But fate had other plans.And when it finally happened—when the four of us ended up standing face-to-face—I felt my pulse pound so loudly it nearly drowned out the music.The air between us turned sharp, heavy, charged with something neither of us dared name.Bella’s eyes flicked to me, narrowing.“Essen, you said?” she repeated, her tone laced with surprise and recognition. Of course she’d recognize the name. Essen still carr

Last Updated : 2025-11-24

115. Back To Your Arms.

SADIE’S POVThe door shut behind us with a soft click, locking out the noise of the world—and locking me in with him.Before I could even steady my breath, Damon moved.In one stride, he caged me against the wall, his arms braced on either side of my head. The scent of him—faint wine, smoke, and something darker—closed around me.His face was inches from mine, eyes burning with something that was part anger, part hunger.I could feel his breath against my lips, ragged and warm.He looked furious… but also like he wanted to kiss me. And maybe he would have—if my phone hadn’t rung.The sound shattered the moment. My heart was still sprinting as I reached for the device. Theo’s name glowed on the screen.“Where are you?” he asked, his voice low and worried.“I’m safe,” I whispered, glancing up at Damon, who still hadn’t moved. “In my room.”“I tried to find your suite,” Theo said. “The staff said your room was moved?”“Yes,” I lied smoothly. “I asked for it. It’s safer this way.”There w

Last Updated : 2025-11-26

116. The End Of Mrs. Prince

THE NEXT MORNING.BELLA'S POVI woke up naked.My head was pounding, my mouth tasted like regret, and the sheets of the presidential suite were twisted around my legs as if I’d fought them all night.The room was silent—too silent—and that’s when I realized Damon never came back.Of course he didn’t.I dragged myself off the bed, groaning as the cold air touched my bare skin. My clothes were scattered everywhere, but none of them felt like an option.Instead, I reached for one of Damon’s shirts—the crisp white one he kept folded in one of his suitcases. The fabric still smelled like him: clean, masculine, distant. A reminder that he had been somewhere else last night. With someone else, maybe. He always had a reason.Buttoning only the middle part, I started wandering around the room to keep myself from overthinking.That was when I saw it—the fashion magazine lying on the coffee table with glossy pages sticking out.I picked it up absentmindedly, flipping through spreads of models an

Last Updated : 2025-11-28

117. Death Wears A Suit Tonight.

DAMON'S POVThe door shut behind me with a soft click, but the echo of Bella’s sobbing felt louder than the sound itself.I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. I felt something inside me jolt.Not because of Bella… but because I’d almost let it show.How badly I wanted to tear her away from any thought of Sadie. How fiercely I clung to what was mine.I couldn’t afford to slip. Not now.I needed distance. I needed clarity. I needed control.But today had already tested every shred of patience I had.And it wasn’t even noon.My jaw clenched as I walked down the hallway. My thoughts ran back to the beginning of this day.The first person who had pushed me to t

Last Updated : 2025-11-30

118. Caught in the Prince’s Web

SADIE’S POVMy wrists were on fire.The plastic bindings had already sliced into my skin, turning every small movement into a sting of raw pain—but I kept pulling, twisting, fighting against them anyway. I had to. I didn’t have another choice.The cloth shoved between my teeth tasted like dust and metal, tied so viciously tight that the corners of my mouth throbbed and my jaw ached.My tongue felt numb. My lips felt split. Every breath was sharp.How did this happen? How had I ended up here?It replayed in my head in flashes—the meeting with the client, the elevator ride, the way the doors closed and left me alone with a man I didn’t recognize.Then the cold press of a knife against my spine. The whisper in my ear: “If yo

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

119. The Prince's Claim.

SADIE’S POVA signal…To me? To his men? To himself?I didn’t know.But Randall didn’t notice. He was still riding the high of his own arrogance.Damon picked up the pen—but held it wrong. Not like someone preparing to sign.Like someone preparing to stab.But he hid it well, twirling it between his fingers with lazy precision.“How many men did you bring?” he asked casually.Randall snorted. “Enough to make sure nothing goes wrong.”“Mm.” Damon sniffed the air slightly, as if smelling the cigar smoke. “You sure?”A few guards shifted uncomfortably.Randall frowned. “What are you implying?”Damon’s gaze slid to him, slow and sharp like a blade being unsheathed.“If you brought enough men…” He paused, tapping the pen. “…why are they nervous?”Every guard stiffened. Randall glanced around, irritated. “Stop acting like idiots—”Damon cut him off. “They’re sweating, Father.”A beat of silence. He stepped closer, voice dropping. “Because they know something you don’t.”Randall narrowed his

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

120. The Hidden Crown.

SADIE’S POV Damon moved first.He cracked the door open just enough to see through the gap, his body a shield in front of mine. The hallway outside was littered with unconscious men—Randall’s guards—slumped against the walls, sprawled across the floor, groaning weakly in the fading edge of consciousness.Damon had already taken them down before even reaching me.The realization hit me like a wave. He’d fought his way in for me… and now he was ready to fight his way out.He glanced over his shoulder, eyes locking onto mine—dark, sharp, deadly focused.“Stay close.”His voice was low, steady—too controlled, the kind of calm built from pure adrenaline.He took my hand and led me out, every step silent and precise. The corridor was dim and narrow, concrete walls giving away that we were still deep underground.Only when we reached the elevator did I realize how far down we were.He jabbed the button. The lift arrived with a soft ding.We stepped inside.I felt his hand tighten around min

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

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