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Chapter 101

Donovan Reynor POVI didn’t like the idea of her going back to work.But I couldn’t stop her either. Not anymore. Not the way I used to be able to, with a single order, a single expectation, a single word that used to bend everyone and everything around me into whatever shape I demanded them to.For the past two weeks, I’d taken care of her. In ways I didn’t know I was capable of. I’d never learned to care for anyone. Not really. Not properly. My entire life had been a crash course in distance— locking people out, managing and measuring relationships, giving exactly as much as necessary and not one percent more.But doing it with Aurélie, feeding her when her arm hurt too much to hold a spoon, sitting up with her through headaches that left her sobbing silently into her pillow, learning which blanket she preferred and which candle made her exhale a little easier had shown me something I hadn’t expected.I wanted to keep doing it. For the rest of my life, if she’d let me.Even with the

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 102

Aurélie Tess Blackwood POV.The music buzzed through my veins, low and rhythmic, vibrating up through the barstool beneath me. Warren sat across from me, animated as ever, gesturing wildly as he recounted some story from high school I barely remembered."And then Coach Miller made us run another lap because you laughed during the moment of silence at the pep talk. Do you remember that?""I remember you being the one who actually laughed," I said, smirking. "You just pointed at me so you wouldn't get in trouble.""Oh well," he said, waving a hand dismissively, grinning wide. "The point is, I got us both grounded from PE for a week, and you never let me live it down.""You deserved it for framing me.”"I deserved a lot of things back then," he said, softer now, something more genuine slipping into his tone. "I was an idiot, Tess. I know I messed things up between us. I've thought about it more than I probably should've, honestly. What could've happened if I hadn't been such a coward abo

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 103

The outside breeze hit me like a wave from some invisible force field.It shouldn’t have felt that relieving. But it did.I tipped my head back, staring up at the sky, the city lights washing out most of the stars, leaving only a hazy orange glow above me. My eyes started to burn, tears building fast, threatening to spill before I’d even processed why.I was overwhelmed. Completely, utterly overwhelmed.“God, Aurélie, what are you doing?” I whispered to myself, pressing my palms against my temples.My mind was noisy. Too noisy. A relentless wave of everything I’d been trying not to think about for weeks — the accident, the hospital, the confession he’d never known I somehow heard while trapped in that coma, and then the way he’d looked at Warren tonight like he wanted to set the entire bar on fire.I needed a different kind of relief.A cigarette. Weed. Anything. Because the shots clearly weren’t cutting it anymore.I turned to head back inside, already scanning the sidewalk for someo

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 104

The drive home was quiet. Empty. Except for the dull, relentless noise in my head.My thoughts circled back to Donovan, no matter how hard I tried to redirect them. To his eyes. Glassy. His lashes, almost wet in the streetlight. His fumbling lips, his fidgeting fingers, the way his chest had risen and fallen unsteadily as he struggled to find words between broken breaths.“But I do care for you, Aurélie. I really do.”Maybe he did. But he had a really, really weird way of showing it.No. I can’t let myself go soft now. He ruined me. He has to understand my pain.Why am I doing this to him?As if I’d started any of this in the first place.Technically, I did. The thought slid in uninvited, sharp and unwelcome. *But it didn’t cost him anything.I ended up with a broken skull and a broken heart. Even now, sitting in the back of this cab, my chest still ached, a dull throb I couldn’t fully locate. I couldn’t even tell if it came from finally walking away from him, or from every single ti

Last Updated : 2026-09-10

Chapter 105

The horn ripped through the rain again.“Aurélie!”I froze mid-step, rainwater dripping off the hem of my dress, pooling at my feet. My whole body went cold, then hot, then cold again, my pulse stuttering violently in my chest.I didn’t turn around. Not at first.Because if I turned, I’d see him. And if I saw him, I’d break.“Aurélie, please.” His voice was closer now. Drenched. Ragged. Not the cold, controlled voice I’d grown so accustomed to bracing myself against.I turned slowly.He stood in the middle of the street, no umbrella, no driver waiting nearby. Just him. His black shirt was soaked completely through, clinging to the outline of his chest, his shoulders, every line of him visible beneath the wet fabric. His hair dripped into his eyes. Water ran down his jaw, and for one unmistakable second, I couldn’t tell if it was rain or the tear I’d already watched him wipe away once tonight.Cars slowed around him, honking irritably. He didn’t move. Didn’t even flinch.“I followed th

Last Updated : 2026-09-12

Chapter 106

“No.” He shook his head fiercely, rainwater flying from his hair with the motion. “No, you’re not. It’s always going to be you. It’s always been you. I should have expressed that better. I should have said it the moment I felt it instead of running from it like a coward.”“You still haven’t said the words, Donovan.”He stepped closer, and this time I let him.“I love you, Aurélie.” The words left him like they’d been trapped somewhere behind his ribs for months, finally breaking free. “I love you because you’re worth loving. And I don’t know if I can give you the kind of love you deserve. But please, give me a chance.”He moved then, closing the final distance between us. When he finally reached me, he grabbed both my hands in his, his eyes piercing into mine like an arrow finding its mark after months of missing.His eyes were red. From the rain, I told myself. But there was something else aside that, something wet and raw that had nothing to do with the weather condition.“Donovan,

Last Updated : 2026-09-12

Chapter 107

Donovan Reynor POVFor a long moment, I just sat there, staring at the ceiling, replaying the entire night on a loop I couldn’t stop.I chased her.I actually chased her. Ran through pouring rain like some lovesick idiot in a film I would have mocked relentlessly if I’d seen anyone else do it. I had promised myself, years ago, standing over my parents’ graves, that I would never chase after anyone. That chasing meant vulnerability, and vulnerability meant getting left behind, broken, abandoned exactly the way they’d abandoned me carelessly by myself, without a second thought for the boy in the backseat.And yet my legs had kept moving last night, even as my head screamed at me to stop, to turn around, to reserve whatever scraps of dignity I had left.My heart had been conflicted. Engulfed entirely in feelings I didn’t have names for, feelings I didn’t know how to communicate. It had felt overwhelming. Genuinely, physically overwhelming, like I would have died, right there in the bar, i

Last Updated : 2026-09-13

Chapter 108

The kiss was not frantic. It was deliberate, heavy with everything we had spent months refusing to name. Her mouth moved against mine like she was reclaiming what she had always known belonged to her, and I answered with the same quiet desperation. Every press of her lips carried a known weight. Passion lived in the way her tongue met mine—not demanding, but inviting, as if she were asking me to reach for her in this new territory where running was no longer an option. Intimacy threaded through the softness of it, the way she lingered, the way her breath hitched when I finally stopped holding back and poured every unspoken apology into the kiss. It felt less like touching and more like finally arriving somewhere I had been afraid to claim.When she broke away, it was only to trail her mouth to the sensitive skin just below my ear. She kissed the lobe first, soft, then took it between her teeth and bit gently. A full-body shiver ripped through me. I had never known that particular spot

Last Updated : 2026-09-14

Chapter 109

Aurélie Tess Blackwood POVIt was 1:24 PM. Thirty-six minutes until Donovan's meeting with the Head of the DOI for the purchase of Grey Estate.Today was the day his months of effort finally paid off. After weeks of manoeuvring, after outbidding Rand, after everything he'd sacrificed to secure it — the deal would finally close.I was prepping ahead of time, because this was supposedly the biggest contract Reynor Corporations would close all year. I had to be prepared. I made sure everything he needed was intact — every slide reviewed twice, every talking point highlighted, the presentation formatted exactly the way he preferred it, clean, minimal, with no unnecessary clutter.About ten minutes later, I'd finished. I stretched, reaching into my bag for my charger, and when I straightened back up to face my laptop, a figure was standing directly in front of my desk.I froze. My soul nearly left my body on the spot."Aurélie, hi.""Jesus, Julia. You scared the shit out of me.""I'm so so

Last Updated : 2026-09-15

Chapter 110

We were already seated in the conference room, waiting, when the door swung open.A bald-headed man walked in first, properly dressed in a sharp suit, with sharper eyes. Behind him trailed a younger assistant clutching a leather portfolio, and behind them both were two bodyguards, guns visible in their holsters beneath their jackets.“Mr. Reynor.” The man extended his hand.“Mr. Jack.” Donovan rose, taking the handshake firmly, matching the pressure without flinching.The meeting opened with a barrage of questions — the history of the asset, how Donovan had come into possession of it, why he’d pursued it so relentlessly at auction. Donovan answered every single one without hesitation, composed and unshaken. He explained that he’d had his eye on Grey Estate for years, not because of any single defining feature, but because of its age. Old meant provenance. Old meant scarcity. And scarcity, in his world, meant value beyond measure. Everyone wanted a piece of that legacy. So had he. And

Last Updated : 2026-09-15

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