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Richard sat alone in his dark bedroom, with nothing but the small lamp beside his bed illuminating the room. He looked nothing like the confident man people knew. His hair was messy, his shirt was wrinkled, and his eyes were red from hours of staring at the same pages. He looked like a man who had finally been forced to confront something he had spent months running away from.On a daily basis, he regrets most of what he did to Kendra especially after Freya left him. On his lap was Kendra's diary.She had forgotten it when she packed her belongings and left the house. When Richard found it, he initially intended to return it to her. He knew it was private, and he knew he had no right to open it. But something had stopped him. Perhaps it was curiosity. Perhaps it was guilt. Maybe some selfish part of him wanted to know what Kendra had thought about their marriage, because even after everything that had happened, there was still a part of him that couldn't understand how she had

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Emily walked out of her room and headed downstairs toward the kitchen. After taking a long shower, she finally felt a little better, although the heaviness in her chest hadn't completely disappeared. It was difficult to get her mind off everything that had happened, especially the way her grandmother had treated her and Kendra. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She could still remember the coldness in the old woman's eyes, the complete lack of remorse on her face, as if kidnapping her own granddaughter and Kendra had been nothing more than a simple business decision.What hurt Emily the most was that she did all she did for property. Property. That was what made everything so difficult for her to understand. Her grandmother was willing to put two people's lives at risk simply because she wanted what belonged to them. What if something terrible had happened to them while they were being held captive? What if they had been hurt? What if they hadn't been found

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Emily's eyes widened in shock, while Sean froze just as quickly. Neither of them moved, and neither of them seemed to know what they were supposed to do next. The dining room suddenly felt unbearably quiet, as though the entire mansion had gone silent just to give them that one awkward moment. Emily could hear her own heartbeat pounding against her chest, and the realization made her even more nervous because she couldn't understand why a simple accidental kiss had affected her this much.She quickly pulled away and stood up, her chair scraping lightly against the floor. “I... goodnight. That was a mistake,” she blurted out, refusing to look at him properly. Before Sean could say anything, she turned around and hurried out of the dining room, almost running toward the staircase. Her cheeks were burning, and the more she thought about what had just happened, the more embarrassed she became. She reached her room, pushed the door open, and disappeared inside without looking back.S

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“You said that last night.” Knox pulled her gently toward him, and she rested against his chest again.For a while, they didn't say anything—Kendra listened to his heartbeat while Knox ran his fingers through her hair. The embarrassment of last night slowly faded, replaced by a warmth she couldn't explain.She didn't know what the future held. She didn't know what would happen with everything surrounding her past. But she felt safe.And sitting there in Knox's arms, she realized that maybe that was enough for now.Kendra remained curled against Knox's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as his fingers moved gently through her hair. The embarrassment from the previous night had almost completely disappeared, replaced by a warmth she couldn't quite explain. She tilted her head slightly and looked up at him, finding him already staring down at her with a small smile playing on his lips. For a few seconds, neither of them said anything. They looked at each other, a

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After spending a few more minutes in bed, Kendra finally decided that she needed to get up before Knox started teasing her about refusing to leave his arms. She reluctantly climbed out of bed, still smiling to herself as she walked toward the bathroom. Knox watched her disappear through the door, and a quiet smile remained on his face. The morning was different to him. Everything feels light, peaceful, and neither of them was interested in ruining it by talking about the things that had happened before they found each other.After having their bath and both of them dressed up together in the same closet, teasing, kissing and saying sweet words to each other, they also chose their outfit for each other.They walked downstairs, to the dining room.Knox made sure to prepare—Eggs, toast, fresh fruit, pancakes, sausages, and several drinks, arranged neatly in front of them, making Kendra stare at the table in disbelief.“Are we expecting ten people?” she asked, looking from the food to

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Kendra stared at the first few lines of Richard's letter, her expression becoming colder with every second. She had expected an apology, and judging from the opening, that was exactly what she was going to get. For a moment, she considered throwing the letter into the trash without reading another word, but something stopped her. Not because she cared about what Richard had to say, and certainly not because she still had feelings for him. Those feelings had died a long time ago. What remained whenever she thought of him was mostly irritation, because his existence reminded her of a version of herself she had fought very hard to leave behind. She continued reading. “Dear Kendra, I know I have no right to ask you for anything anymore, but there are things I should have told you three years ago. I have spent a long time thinking about whether I should write this letter, and every time I decided not to, I found myself thinking about the things I left unsaid. I know an apology c

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Emily sat inside Sean's office with a laptop open in front of her and several documents spread across the table. She had spent the entire morning trying not to think about what had happened in the dining room the night before, but every time she remembered the accidental kiss, her cheeks warmed.Sean, unfortunately, was completely unaffected.Or perhaps he was pretending to be.“So,” he said, scrolling through the document on his laptop, “if we're actually going to produce this movie, we need to stop treating it like an idea and start treating it like a business.”Emily looked up. “I know.”“We actually need a proper budget.”“I will calculate everything and let you know.” she said, already thinking how to go about it.Sean leaned back in his chair.“Look at you.”Emily frowned. “What?”“CEO mode.”“I am always in CEO mode, dummy.” she scoffed.“No, you're not.”She narrowed her eyes. “What does that mean?”“It means you spend half your time threatening to kill me.”“Only because you

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Mr. Green sat quietly in the living room of the Green mansion, his elbows resting on his knees as he stared at the floor. He had barely moved from that spot since morning. More than twenty-four hours had passed since his mother had been taken to the police station and locked in a cell, and he still hadn't been able to do anything about it.He made several calls, spoke to people who might have been able to help, and even tried to reason with Emily, but none of it had worked. As long as the order had come from Kendra, there was very little he could do. His mother had crossed a line, and everyone knew it. Even he knew it. What she had done to Kendra was wrong, and he couldn't honestly stand there and pretend otherwise. But she was still his mother, an old woman who had spent most of her life taking care of him and his sister. The thought of her sitting in a cold cell made him feel so restless, especially when he couldn’t do anything. The sound of footsteps approaching made him lift h

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The moment Mr. Green walked out of Kendra's office and the heavy wooden door clicked shut behind him, she remained seated behind her desk, staring at it for a few seconds. His visit had left an unpleasant weight, and although she had kept her expression controlled while he was there, the tension in her shoulders told a different story. She slowly leaned back in her chair and released a quiet breath, rubbing her temple with two fingers before reaching for her phone. She didn't want to spend the rest of the afternoon thinking about her grandmother, Richard, his family, or whatever mess anyone is trying to drag her back into. She finally built a life that didn't revolve around them, and she wasn't about to allow one conversation to take that peace away from her.She unlocked her phone and dialled Knox's number. He picked up almost immediately, and the sound of his familiar voice instantly softened something inside her.“Hey, amore,” Knox said, sounding slightly breathless, as though

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By the time Kendra stepped out of the elevator, her playful expression had disappeared. She was back to the composed woman everyone in the company knew.The polished marble floor of the lobby reflected the afternoon sunlight pouring through the enormous glass windows, while employees moved between the reception area and the elevators with files, tablets and phones in their hands. Yet the moment Kendra appeared, several people instinctively straightened.She didn't need to demand attention.Her presence did it for her.Her heels struck the marble floor with measured confidence as she walked toward the entrance, her handbag resting neatly against her arm. Her expression was calm, almost unreadable, and there was something about the way she carried herself that made it impossible to mistake who was in charge.She had almost reached the reception desk when a familiar voice came from behind her.“Kendra, wait!”Her steps stopped.She closed her eyes for half a second before turning around.

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