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“No Noah, I haven’t.” I replied quickly, as the words slipped out. We had talked about this earlier, and the memory of that conversation still hung between us like a smoke. “Baby, come on—” he started, but I turned to face him fully, cutting him off mid-sentence. “Stop, Noah. Seriously.” My voice rose just enough to surprise even me. “I really don’t get this persistence. I told you I was going to talk to him. I didn’t say today, I didn’t say tomorrow, but I will. Isn’t that all that matters?” He lifted both hands in surrender, his eyes wide with concern. “Okay, baby, calm down. I hear you. I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry if I upset you.” He stood up slowly and moved toward me, reaching for my hands, but I stepped back, with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. Seeing as It wasnt working, he tried again, this time his tone more gentle. “Baby, I said I’m sorry. It’s just… I’m really excited about finally having to spend some time alone with you. You know the last time w

I’m sorry, Louis. I didn’t mean for things to get out of hand like this. You know I’ve never acted like this before. He just pissed me off so bad and before I knew what was happening—“I don’t fucking care what your reason was, Noah.” Louis cut me off, his voice sharp enough to slice through the tension in his office. “I don’t give a shit. What I care about are the people who benefit from this healthcare. People who can’t afford basic care on their own, but somehow, with the help of the Blackwoods, they’ve been able to get it. What are you going to do if they decide to stop helping out? Huh? How will you face all those people and explain to them that you’re the reason they can’t access affordable healthcare facilities anymore, just because you couldn’t keep your feelings in check?”Louis exhaled heavily and collapsed back into his chair, dragging a hand down his face. I stood there, shoulders tight, as the weight of his words pressed down harder.“I’m sorry, Louis,” I said, my voice l

He laughed, very briefly. “Your husband? Why would your husband do that—” “Adrian, please. Don’t lie to me,” I interrupted, my voice soft but steady. I continued before he could deflect again. “Noah came back home yesterday and told me you were at the hospital. And seeing these bruises… it only means whatever happened between you two got physical.” My fingers gently brushed the swollen corner of his lip.“Princess, it’s alright,” Adrian murmured, catching my hand and holding it against his cheek for a moment. “It was nothing serious. It’s not like I’m entirely innocent in the whole thing either. Let’s just say I was the reason he reacted that way.” He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his thumb grazing my skin tenderly. “But I’m fine. Really.”I shook my head, a small laugh escaping despite everything. “But seriously Adrian, did you really tell him to stay away from me? I thought he was exaggerating when he told me you said that.”Adrian eased back slightly, slipping his h

My phone clattered from my hand, falling to the table with a thud. Adrian looked at me curiously, his brow furrowing.. “Are you okay, princess? Who was that?” he asked in a concerned tone, leaning forward slightly.Not wanting to let him catch even a whiff of what was happening, I quickly steadied myself, picked up the phone, and slipped it back into my bag. “Uhn, it was nothing. Just a message from a wrong number. Don’t worry about it,” I said, forcing a smile even though my hands trembled a bit.He studied me for a moment, then glanced at my hands before both of his cupped mine gently. “No, Lena. That’s a lie and you know it. A message from a wrong number won’t leave you shaken like this. So please, just talk to me.” He pleaded, as his eyes stayed locked on mine, pleading in a quiet way.I looked at him, torn. A part of me desperately wanted to let him in, to share the weight pressing on my chest. But then the doubts crept in, what if his family was behind this? What if he was conne

I stared at my mom in disbelief, the weight of her words pressing down on me like an invisible hand around my throat. I wasn’t sure what shocked me more, the possibility that Lena might somehow be tied to our bloodline, or the way my mother made it sound like this was war and I had to defend what was mine, whatever way possible.“Mom, this isn’t a war so you don’t need to make it sound like one. Nothing has been confirmed yet, so don’t need to make it sound like it is. No one is out to steal anything from us, so I don’t need to defend anything, at least not right now. So please… just stop. You’re taking this way too far.” I said, trying to keep my voice steady but it was laced with frustration. She let out a sharp laugh in disbelief, before turning fully toward me, her eyes narrowing. “You think I’m taking this too far? You think I’m making all this up? Ethan, you of all people should know better. If this wasn’t important, if it wasn’t potentially devastating, I wouldn’t be getting i