All Chapters of I Married My Enemy to Destroy Him: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The word remained on the screen long after the file had stopped loading.PROJECT BLACK VEIL.Seraphina stared at it without blinking.She had heard the name before.Not from Lucien.Not from Victor.From her father.A memory surfaced so suddenly that her breath caught.A dark office.Rain against glass.Her father's voice, low and urgent.“Never say those words outside this room.”Then nothing.The memory disappeared as quickly as it had arrived.Seraphina gripped the edge of the desk.“Lucien.”He stood behind her, silent.“What is Black Veil?”For several seconds, he didn't answer.That was enough.Her stomach tightened.“You know.”“Yes.”The single word carried no hesitation.Seraphina turned toward him.“How long?”Lucien's dark eyes met hers.“Since before you knew my name.”Her jaw tightened.“Then you've been lying to me for years.”“I've been protecting you.”“I didn't ask for protection.”“I know.”“Then why do you keep deciding what I deserve?”His expression hardened sligh

Seraphina followed Lucien through the underground corridor without asking where they were going.For once, she was afraid that if she spoke, her voice would reveal too much.The elevator had taken them beneath the Virelli estate, far deeper than any basement had a right to exist. There were no windows here. No paintings. No expensive furniture or polished marble.Only concrete walls, steel doors, and a silence so complete that Seraphina could hear the soft rhythm of her own breathing.Lucien walked several steps ahead of her.He had barely spoken since they left the study.That worried her more than his usual silence.“You said this place was abandoned,” she finally said.“It was.”“Was?”He stopped.For a moment, he didn't turn around.Then he looked over his shoulder.“It stopped being abandoned when someone tried to access it three nights ago.”Seraphina's stomach tightened.“Who?”“I don't know.”“You always know.”“Not this time.”She stared at him.There was something different

The woman was sitting in the darkest corner of the room.Seraphina noticed her the moment she stepped through the doorway.She had expected another file. Another photograph. Another piece of evidence designed to pull apart the carefully constructed version of her past.She had not expected a person.The woman looked to be in her late fifties, perhaps early sixties. Her silver-streaked hair was tied loosely at the back of her neck, and a thin scar disappeared beneath the collar of her dark blouse. She sat perfectly still, her hands folded over a walking cane.But it was her eyes that made Seraphina stop.They were not afraid.They were grieving.And somehow, those eyes looked at Seraphina as though they had been waiting years to see her.Lucien closed the door behind them.The woman lifted her head.For several seconds, nobody spoke.Then her lips parted.“Seraphina.”The sound of her name coming from a stranger sent an inexplicable chill through her.Seraphina looked at Lucien.His ex

Seraphina woke before sunrise.For several seconds, she didn't remember where she was.Then she felt the warmth beside her.Lucien.He was asleep on the other side of the bed, one arm resting loosely across the sheets. His face looked different when he slept. Younger. Less guarded.Less like the man everyone feared.Seraphina watched him quietly.Last night, he had told her things she had spent years believing she would never hear.He had seen her before she knew he existed.He had protected her from a distance.And he had carried guilt for ten years because he believed he had failed her.She should have felt satisfied.Instead, she felt afraid.Because every truth Lucien gave her seemed to open the door to another question.Seraphina carefully slipped out of bed.She pulled on a silk robe and walked toward the window.The city was beginning to wake.Buildings rose through the morning mist, their glass surfaces reflecting the first pale light. Cars moved along the streets. People hurr

The name stayed in my head long after Lucien finished the call.Elias Vale.My brother.Twenty-one years old.Alive.And now in danger because someone had finally discovered that he existed.I stared at Lucien, waiting for him to say something that would make the situation feel less terrifying.He didn’t.He was already moving.“Get your coat.”I blinked. “What?”“We’re leaving.”“Where?”“To get Elias.”I followed him out of the library, my thoughts moving faster than my feet.“Who found him?”“We don’t know yet.”“You said his location was secure.”“It was.”“Then how did they find him?”Lucien stopped halfway down the corridor.“That is what we’re going to find out.”There was something different about him now.The calm businessman was gone.The controlled husband who usually measured every word had disappeared.In his place was the man everyone feared.The man who had built an empire by knowing exactly when to strike.And for the first time, I understood something.Lucien wasn’t a