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Chapter 11 – The savior

(Evelyn’s POV)The limo door opened, and the noise outside hit like a wave. Flashbulbs, voices, the hungry buzz of people waiting for a show.Damien stepped out first, tall and untouchable, and when his hand reached for me, I didn’t hesitate. I placed mine in his, smooth and steady, because that’s what they expected from Evelyn Blackwood—control, elegance, power wrapped in silk.He didn’t stop at my hand. His arm slid around my waist, pulling me close, close enough that the cameras caught it. Possessive. Intentional. Like he was saying to the world, She’s mine.The crowd erupted. Whispers rose and broke like waves.“That’s her…”“They’re back together?”“Unbelievable…”I lifted my chin, smiling with practiced ease. This wasn’t the first time I’d faced a storm of stares. I’d walked into a gala once and shattered reputations with just my words. A crowd never scared me. Attention never rattled me.But Damien’s touch—that was different. It wasn’t fear that stirred under my skin. It was so

Chapter 12 – Fractured Guard

(Damien’s POV)I woke up feeling strangely energized. Why wouldn’t I? I won the deal yesterday, all thanks to my wife.My wife.Even thinking it felt dangerous.But beneath the small victory, a bigger question coiled in my head like a snake. Why did she do that? Why did Evelyn step in, calm and radiant, and save me when she was supposed to be the one tightening the noose?Maybe she’s already coming back to me. Maybe it’s part of the revenge game.Jeez, I’m so confused.Charles was right. I think I’m losing it. With Evelyn, I don’t think I can last long. I have to keep my guard up in the office, keep it up at home and even in my own head.Maybe she’s really trying to love me again.No. She’s not.My mind feels split in two, one side defending her, the other defending me.Well… judging from the contract I signed, the company is hers. She won’t want to bring it down with me, right? No. She wouldn’t.Would she?I pressed my palms to my eyes and let out a shaky breath. I don’t know what to

Chapter 13 — Which version of me?

(Allen’s POV) The photo looked like the end of a movie: Damien and Evelyn, lights soft on their faces, smiles polished for the cameras. Play-acted closeness. Perfect PR. Perfect lie. I stared at the image until the edges blurred. My mouth tasted like iron. I should have expected it, Evelyn had always been bold. She’d stormed a party and walked away with more than attention. She’d walked into Damien’s orbit and lodged there like a splinter. Useful? No. Not anymore. Reo hovered nearby, pretending not to watch me. His phone glowed with whatever small, meaningless task occupied him. I let him pretend. An idea slid into place like a blade. “How about we leak Aethelred?” I said, loud enough for him to hear. The room shrank to the two of us. “Pin the mess on Evelyn.” Reo blinked, slow. “Leak the project… on her? Boss, that would—” “—destroy her,” I finished. “She wants to play queen? Fine. If she can’t be the queen I bend to, I’ll make her a scapegoat. Scare the board. Rue the invest

Chapter 14:- framed

(Damien’s POV)The shrill ring of my phone dragged me out of sleep before dawn. No breakfast. No pause. Just a quick shower and straight to work.When I stepped into the office, Mr. Albert’s face was a thundercloud. Colt stood off to the side, pale and stiff, like someone awaiting a sentence. My gut tightened. Something was wrong.I dropped my briefcase on the desk. “What happened?”Mr. Albert didn’t speak. He just handed Colt his phone, and Colt slid it across the table to me. One glance at the screen and my stomach flipped. Aethelred project—our crown jewel—its documents splashed across a confidential forum.I clenched my jaw. “How the hell did this happen?”Mr. Albert’s voice rose, sharp and cold. “I warned you, didn’t I?”I lifted my eyes to his. “You warned me about Evelyn, not about the project leaking.”He leaned in, his stare like a blade. “Don’t you get it? She leaked the documents.”A bitter laugh escaped me. “No. She didn’t.”Mr. Albert’s brow furrowed. “And how are you so

Chapter 15:- unexpected traitor.

(Evelyn POV)I knew no one liked me in this company, but to frame me for something I didn’t do was extreme. As I walked out of Damien’s office, one thing settled in my mind—I must expose whoever leaked the project.Revenge, yes. That was mine to carry out. But no one had the right to frame me and hand my reputation to the wolves. That was the kind of cruelty I refused to accept without answering.I went straight to my desk, pulled up the leaked project file, and began going through it line by line. If they thought they could pin this on me, they had underestimated the wrong woman.It was already late in the night. The whole building was silent except for the hum of the AC and the sound of my fingers flying over the keyboard. Everyone had gone home, but I was still here, digging.They framed me.I could feel it in my bones.And I would not rest until I uncovered the person behind it.My eyes burned from staring at the leaked project files, cross-checking details, comparing timestamps,

Chapter 16:- fooled

(Damien POV)I still couldn’t bring myself to believe Mr. Albert had leaked the project and betrayed me. If it were anyone else, I’d say the evidence was planted, that they’d been bribed or threatened. But this was Albert. The man who’d stood by me for years.And yet… I’d seen the evidence myself. With Evelyn at my side. If I hadn’t been the one to find it, maybe I’d have doubted it. Maybe I’d have doubted her.I skipped breakfast, my mind too restless to eat, and went straight to work. The board meeting later was already hanging over my head like a storm cloud.“Call Mr. Albert to my office,” I told Colt the moment I arrived. He nodded and left. Evelyn walked in a second later, silent but watchful.Soon after, the door opened and Mr. Albert stepped in, calm as ever. I gestured for him to sit.“Do you know anything about the leaked project?” My own voice sounded strange to me — too quiet, too unsure.Albert’s eyes flicked from me to Evelyn, then back again. “Did you find something aga

Chapter 17:- checkmate

(Damien’s POV)I had been fooled.Inside the file, the first page stared back at me with one word written in bold, mocking letters—Fool.My chest tightened. I didn’t need anyone to tell me who had the nerve to do that. Only one person came to mind.I flipped the page and froze. Documents spilled the truth in black and white—the mastermind behind the leaked project wasn’t Mr Albert. He had been framed.My stomach dropped. Hell no. The evidence we found against him had been airtight. Too airtight. Was it all fabricated too? If Albert was innocent, then whose game had I been playing into all this time?I looked up, Colt and Charles both watching me like I was about to explode.I pushed away from the chair and stood abruptly.“Where are you going?” Charles asked, suspicion lacing his tone.“I need answers,” I said, already heading for the door.“Isn’t it clear enough?” he shot back. His eyes were sharp, almost accusing.I paused, the weight of his words pressing into me, but I shook my h

Chapter 18:- who is the pawn?

( Evelyn POV)“You didn’t do that?” Sophia’s voice popped like a cork. She sat forward on the sofa, eyes wide as if I’d confessed to setting the city on fire.I smiled, calm as a woman who has practiced this face in many mirrors. “I wasn’t targeting him, exactly. I was targeting Damien.” I let the sentence hang between us like a dare. “If I didn’t remove the man who held his balance, he would just build another wall. I needed him off the board so the house could wobble.”“Evie, you are evil,” she said, half laugh, half alarm. “You framed the man? How did you even—”“Point of correction,” I cut in, enjoying the cold geometry of the next words. “I didn’t frame him. I presented Damien with an elegant solution and let his own pride frame the man. All I did was hand him the nail and point him at his own cornerstone. With Albert out of the way, Damien loses his backbone. That’s the math.” I tipped my head, letting the calculation sink in. “And the how? I made him let his guard down.”I coul

Chapter 19:- your secret

(Evelyn POV)I got home from Sophia’s place, and the moment I opened the door, a wave of delicious aroma wrapped around me. The smell was so rich, so tempting that my stomach instantly reminded me I hadn’t eaten all day. For a second, I thought maybe the maid on duty was finally doing her job right—or perhaps they had hired someone new.Curious, I followed the scent straight to the kitchen.But when I stepped inside, I froze.Damien.He was standing there, sleeves rolled up, wearing a short nika and a white singlet that clung perfectly to his chest. He was chopping vegetables, completely focused, like he belonged there—like cooking dinner was the most natural thing in the world for him. My breath hitched without warning. I had seen Damien in suits, commanding boardrooms, and silencing people with a single look—but this? This was different. There was something disarming about seeing him like that, so calm, so human, so… breathtaking.For a moment, I just stood at the door, watching him

Chapter 20:- Ruin me

(Damien POV)I have been thinking about how to win her back, because there’s just one fact I can’t deny—I love her. I love her so much that I could do anything. And if I were to go back to five years ago, I would still choose what I chose, because that decision protected her and kept her safe. But now, even if I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to her, I will.The look on her face when I told her I knew her secret gave her away, it made me start wondering just how many secrets she was keeping from me. The funny part was, I didn’t even know any secret. I only said that to see her reaction. Turns out, she really does have one.All I wanted was for us to have a proper dinner together, that’s all. Nothing more, nothing less.“I know your secret,” I said lightly, watching her every move. “You can’t sit with me and eat. That’s why you’re leaving, right? Or maybe because I’m too handsome and it’s distracting you?”She looked at me, lips twitching before she scoffed. “You really

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