The Silence of the Lamb

Chapter 101The silence that followed Lucien’s proposal wasn't just quiet; it was a vacuum, sucking the very oxygen out of my lungs. Five hundred pairs of eyes, glittering with the predatory hunger of the social elite, were fixed on me. The heavy scent of hydrangeas and expensive perfume felt like a physical weight, pressing against the floral lace of my bodice.I looked at Lucien. Up close, his eyes weren't filled with the warmth of a man in love. They were chips of obsidian, hard and calculating. His hand, which gripped my scarred knuckles with a terrifying strength, felt like a shackle. I could feel the pulse in his palm, steady, slow, and completely in control. He wasn't asking; he was executing a maneuver.My gaze shifted to the dais, to the woman who held the remote to my destruction.Evelyn stood there, a sapphire-encrusted goddess of vengeance. She leaned slightly over the podium, her lips curved into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Those sapphire eyes were screaming a

The Dressing Room Inquisition

Chapter 102The walk from the Grand Ballroom to the master suite felt like a march to the gallows, only the gallows were draped in velvet and smelled of expensive jasmine. Evelyn didn’t let go of my arm; her grip was a steel manacle hidden beneath the grace of a Sterling princess. Every step we took away from the flashbulbs and the roar of the crowd felt like a step deeper into a trap I had set for myself, one where the walls were slowly closing in.As we reached the massive mahogany doors of the master suite, two maids stood ready to assist. Evelyn didn't even look at them."Leave us," she commanded. Her voice was flat, devoid of the theatrical sweetness she had displayed on the floor."But, Señora, the hair, the makeup…" one of them began."I said, leave," Evelyn snapped. The authority in her voice was so absolute the maids bowed their heads and practically vanished into the corridor.The doors clicked shut behind us, the heavy sound echoing like a tomb sealing. I stood in the cent

The Midnight Blue Trap

Chapter 103The master suite felt smaller now, the air thick with the scent of lilies and the metallic tang of unspoken threats. Evelyn moved with a grace that was entirely lethal, her heels clicking against the marble as she approached the walk-in closet, a cavernous space that held more secrets than a Bureau safe house."The gala starts in two hours," she said, her voice devoid of any warmth. "And my brother’s fiancée needs to look... unforgettable."She reached into a garment bag and pulled it open with a sharp, violent hiss of a zipper. I felt my heart drop into my stomach. It wasn't just a dress. It was a masterpiece of psychological warfare. The fabric was a midnight-blue silk so dark it was almost black, designed to catch every flicker of light. It was a backless, deep-V halter gown."Evelyn," I rasped, my voice thick. "I can’t wear that. It’s... there is no way to hide the…""The muscle?" she interrupted, turning to look at me with a cold, clinical eye. "The way your shoulder

The Sterling Brotherhood

Chapter 104"If I didn't know better, Lucien, I’d say you actually enjoyed that kiss. You looked a little too comfortable pressed against a woman who probably remembers the invention of the wheel."Marcus Sterling leaned against the mahogany sideboard of the private VIP lounge, swirling a glass of amber liquid that cost more than a mid-sized sedan. His signature smirk was firmly in place, though his eyes, sharp, observant, and perpetually restless were scanning the door every few seconds.Lucien didn't even look up from his own drink. His knuckles were still white from the grip he’d maintained on Antonella down in the ballroom. "It was a tactical necessity, Marcus. You saw the crowd. They were ready to tear the roof off after Evelyn’s little show. Nothing kills a scandal faster than a surprise wedding announcement.""A surprise wedding to a grandmother," Marcus chuckled, taking a long sip. "I mean, God, Lucien. I knew you had a thing for wisdom and experience, and being the fucking f

The Porcelain Mask

Chapter 105"Is she a mole, Evelyn? Because if she’s a plant from the Moretti family or a corporate spy for the Bureau, you haven't just invited a guest into the house, you’ve handed a detonator to a suicide bomber."Julian’s voice was as sharp as a scalpel, cutting through the heavy silence of the VIP lounge. He stood tall, his gaze fixed on his sister with a clinical, unyielding intensity.Lucien took a step forward, his shadow looming over the expensive Persian rug. "Answer him, Evie. We’ve played along with your scandalous reveal' and the public execution of Alaric, but this? This engagement is a legal tether. If she’s an operative, she now has access to the Sterling trust. Who the hell is she?"Evelyn didn't flinch. She stood with her head held high, the midnight-blue silk of her gown catching the dim light of the chandeliers. A slow, infuriating smirk spread across her lips, a expression of such absolute, unnerving dominance that even Marcus, usually the first with a joke, foun

All Chapters of Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake : Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

The Silence of the Lamb

The Dressing Room Inquisition

The Midnight Blue Trap

The Sterling Brotherhood

The Porcelain Mask