Chapter 61: The Architect of Shadows

Ella’s POVThe leather folder felt like a brand against my skin, tucked hidden and heavy beneath my blazer. I had spent the night staring at the Monroe Provision, the legal jargon blurring into a singular, terrifying truth: I was the anchor for the entire Blackwood empire. My mother hadn't just been a friend to the Chairman; she had been his silent partner, and I was the heir to the land they stood on.But I was the only one who knew.To the brothers, I was still just Ella. The intern. The girl who had somehow slipped under their skin.I arrived at the office early, my movements precise, my face a mask of professional distance. I needed to keep the brothers in their separate lanes. If they started talking to each other, the web I was weaving would snap.I sat at my desk and pulled out my phone. I needed to move the target off my back and onto someone else. I dialed Marcus Hale’s restaurant line."Heyy," the voice came through, rough and impatient."It’s Ella. Adrian’s fixers are going

Última actualización : 2026-02-20

Chapter 62: The Chairman Collapsed!

Ella’s POVThree weeks.That was how long I had managed to exist as a ghost within the walls of the Blackwood Estate. I had mastered the art of being invisible. I kept my head down at the office, my eyes on my spreadsheets, and my heart locked behind a ribcage that felt increasingly like a cage.I had pushed them all away. Adrian, because he was a poison I couldn't yet cure; Julian, because his kindness felt like a debt I couldn't repay; and Lucian...I had pushed Lucian away because he was the only one who could actually break me. After that night in the penthouse, after he had bared his scarred soul to me, I had gone cold. I had to. The knowledge of the Monroe Provision made every touch feel like a transaction, and I couldn't bear to see the "Half-Blood" prince become just another pawn on my board.So, I had watched him retreat. I watched the fire in his eyes turn to ash, then to ice, until he became the silent, brooding phantom he had been when I first arrived. He didn't look at me

Última actualización : 2026-02-21

Chapter 63: The Fragile Truce

Ella’s POVThe sound of Lucian’s car fading into the distance left the room feeling cavernous and cold. I stayed standing in the center of the rug, my chest aching with the weight of the words I hadn't said. The scent of him—leather and woodsmoke—clung to the air, a ghost of the intimacy I had systematically destroyed over the last three weeks.I looked at the unmade bed, the pillows still bearing the indentation of where he had been sitting, brooding in the dark. I felt a sudden, desperate urge to fix something—anything. I reached out, smoothing the heavy duvet, trying to erase the evidence of his turmoil."Why are you in my brother’s bed?"The voice was like a whip-crack in the silent room.I spun around, my heart leaping into my throat. Julian stood in the doorway. He was still in his jogging gear, his face flushed from the morning’s chaos, but his eyes were wide and sharp with a sudden, painful clarity. He wasn't the "safe" brother in this moment; he was a man who had just walked

Última actualización : 2026-02-22

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Chapter 61: The Architect of Shadows

Chapter 62: The Chairman Collapsed!

Chapter 63: The Fragile Truce