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Chapter Twenty One

Elias By early afternoon, I’d made it through two client meetings and a walkthrough with the board without Lenora uttering a single word, and I hated to admit it, but—it really was driving me insane. I trudged back to my office to find her sitting quietly in the corner, scrolling through her phone. She didn’t even look up when she heard me come in, and something about that sizzled in my chest. I sighed and took a seat behind my desk, going through the few documents that still needed my attention. Several minutes passed. Still nothing. At this point, I wasn’t even ashamed to admit it anymore. Her silence was getting under my skin in a way I couldn’t explain. Was it better to just let her be? I’d already apologized, and I wouldn’t hold it against her if she was still mad, but this was beyond me. I didn’t have much experience when it came to dealing with women, aside from business acquaintances, and I was pretty sure that didn’t count for much. I hadn’t even properly dated in my

Last Updated : 2026-08-13

Chapter Twenty Two

Lenora I slammed the door behind me the moment I got into my room, my heart pounding against my ribs. I let out a heavy sigh before crashing against my bed. I laid there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, willing my pulse to slow. The room was quiet except for my own breathing, and for once I was grateful for it. That was close. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to the call from earlier. Seeing Liam’s name cross my screen again…I wasn’t prepared for just how shaken that would make me. I could still remember how my hands trembled as I picked up the call. I was scared of falling apart in front of Elias, and that’s exactly why I walked out of the room. I didn’t want him to see that his brother—the one who left me at the altar—still had an effect on me. When I finally turned the corner at the end of the hallway, I’d let my anger get the best of me. “And what the hell do you want to talk about exactly, Liam? How you and your family embarrassed me in front of hundreds

Last Updated : 2026-08-14

Chapter Twenty Three

Lenora The next couple of days were the most peaceful I’d had in a while. For some reason, Elias was actually—nice. Always worrying over me and asking if I was alright or needed anything. He sent gift after gift up to my room, to the point I didn’t know where to keep everything anymore. Silk scarves still in their boxes, more designer clothes like I didn’t have enough already, a stack of books by authors I’d mentioned once in passing and never brought up again. When I questioned him about it, he simply said— “Do I need a reason to gift my darling wife?” with a charming smirk over dinner. Guess he’d reverted back to his old self…well, that or this was his way of apologizing for crossing the line. Lately, we’d even been eating dinner together, and the menu was equivalent to that of a five-star hotel. Steak one night, a juicy buttered lobster the other. Candles and the whole thing. He’d walk me down to my room afterward, bid me good night, and tell me he’d see me at breakfast. I

Last Updated : 2026-08-15

Chapter Twenty Four

Lenora By the time I walked back into the mansion, smoke was curling faintly from the kitchen and the unmistakable sound of something being aggressively stirred, I stopped dead in the doorway and just stared. Elias Vance—in a dress shirt with the sleeves shoved up to his elbows, a smear of what might have been tomato sauce on his jaw, standing over a pan like it had personally wronged him. Don’t tell me he was the one making dinner for tonight. I didn’t know whether to laugh or continue looking in utter devastation. “Don’t,” he said, without turning around. “I haven’t said anything.” “You’re thinking it…very loudly.” I set my bag down slowly, biting back a smile. “Where’s Marta, and the rest of the staff?” “Banned from the premises for the evening.” A muscle in his jaw ticked as he scraped at something stuck to the bottom of the pan. “Her words. Something about not being able to watch.” “Watch what, exactly?” “This,” he said, gesturing at the wreckage of the counter—three cu

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

Chapter Twenty Five

Elias I watched something in her close. Not dramatically. Nothing so obvious as tears or a trembling hand. Just a slow, deliberate shuttering behind her eyes—the same one I imagined she'd perfected over five years of sitting at that family's table, learning exactly how much of herself was ever safe to be out. I hated it. I hated watching her fold back into that armor after I'd spent the better part of the evening slowly, carefully convincing myself I was witnessing her without it. This wasn't jealousy. I needed to be clear about that, if only to myself. I didn't care that Liam had put a ring on someone else's finger three weeks before he ever touched Amy Whitfield in Lenora's bed. I didn't really care about the timeline for its own sake. I cared that my brother—spineless, reckless, criminally unaware of the wreckage he left behind him—had reached across an entire city from wherever he was hiding and yanked open a wound that had barely even healed yet. That, I could

Last Updated : 2026-08-17

Chapter Twenty Six

AUTHOR'S POV “Babe, are you sure this was the right move?" Amy asked, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she stared out the window of the Hampton Estate. "Of course it was." Liam walked toward her, a hand landing on her shoulder. "Don't tell me you're getting cold feet now, babe." "Of course not, just…" She turned to face him. "Don't you think this is just a little thirsty?" Liam arched a brow. "Thirsty?" He laughed as he reached over to grab his phone, scrolling through the comments and tabloids rushing in by the second. "We're the talk of the town. Everyone will be looking at us and not my idiotic brother. We did what we had to by leaking that picture. Right, Mother?" He turned and found his mother by the door, listening to every word. "Yes, darling. And the media's attention is exactly what we want," she said, trailing her manicured hand down her dress. "Elias thinks he can crawl out of whatever hole he's been hiding in and undo everything weaa built? Let him try. He'

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

Chapter Twenty Seven

Lenora It was safe to say that the last week had been the worst one I’d had in existence. And that was actually saying something. All I wanted to do was hole myself up in my room and never see the light of day until this nightmare was over but Elias had other plans. “You can’t keep caging yourself in, Lenora.” “Yes, I can.” I said, clinging tightly to my pillow as he sat on the edge of the bed. “I know it’s hard,” he said, every bit of concern written on his face. “But nothing will be able to work if the public don’t see you as the victim here.” “So I have to spend the rest of my days acting like some prey on a bulletin board?” “Lenora,” he then said, his voice falling several degrees, sending shivers down my spine. “You want to make them pay, don’t you?” “I want that more than anything right now.” I breathed softly, my eyes refusing to meet his, then I felt him reach and hold my hand. “Then let’s make this happen. I won’t let any harm come to you,” he said, his face more seri

Last Updated : 2026-08-19

Chapter Twenty Eight

Elias The words were out before I could stop them, and I instantly regretted it. Fuck. I watched the softness Lenora had worn for me all evening thin into something cold and weary, her hand curling tight around her wine glass, all her walls snapping back up in an instant. Most people wouldn't have caught it, but lucky for me, I'd spent years learning to catch exactly that kind of shift. It'd kept me alive in rooms full of people who smiled while deciding how to ruin me. Too bad I was the one who dug my own grave this time. "How…how do you know that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never told you that. I haven't said it out loud to anyone...ever. So how did you know?" I felt my stomach twist. Why was I like this? I never let anything this important slip. But when it came to those bright blue eyes in front of me, it was like every principle I'd spent so long building just melted away into nothing. I could lie. And in all honesty? Lying would be the easiest opti

Last Updated : 2026-08-20

Chapter Twenty Nine

Lenora My life was nothing but a mess, and I wondered what was still holding me back from running somewhere far away where no one knew me. Three days had passed since the dinner, since Elias had told me exactly how much of my life he'd read before he ever said my name out loud. But then again, what was I expecting? That things between us could be real? That the attention and care he was showing me was because he actually meant it? No. All this was for the sole purpose of getting back at his brother and his family, for reasons I still didn’t fully understand. I had to stop forgetting that fact. Meanwhile… Elias wasn’t… distant, per se. If anything, he found more reasons than usual to touch my hand, to linger in doorways I was standing in. A part of me genuinely wondered if he felt even the slightest remorse for what he’d done. But I couldn’t afford to let his behavior distract me from what mattered. My father’s words remained filed away in my mind, tucked between financial discl

Last Updated : 2026-08-22

Chapter Thirty

Lenora “Ms. Vivienne Cross,” the usher announced, and the name rippled through the ballroom like something cold poured down four hundred spines at once. “Vivienne Cross?” I muttered to myself with arched brows. She descended the stairs in a black opus dress that clung a little too perfectly to her already gorgeous figure, the corset cinching her slim waist into a snatched silhouette. No jewelry, nothing to soften her look or take away from the sharp elegance of a face that belonged in a boardroom rather than a ballroom. She didn’t look at the crowd. She didn’t need to. Every head had already turned toward her, and she knew it, and she didn’t care. Her eyes found Elias immediately, cutting through the room like the rest of us weren’t there at all. “Who is she?” I kept my voice low, my hand still caught in his, feeling his pulse hammering against my fingers even though his face had gone perfectly, professionally still. He didn’t answer right away, and something about that made dre

Last Updated : 2026-08-23

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