All Chapters of DOUBLE HEIR ; A LOVE IN DISGUISE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ALEXANDER'S POV I stood frozen behind my desk, staring at the closed door long after Miss Voss had walked out. My heart was still pounding so fast from the confrontation that had left me rattled in a way I wasn’t used to. No one spoke to me like that, no one dared. No one pushed back with fire in their eyes and told me to be kinder, but it wasn’t just her words that had shaken me.It was her scent.When I leaned in close, pinning her against the wall, that faint, clean scent had hit me like a wave. It was familiar, really familiar. It dragged me straight back to that night five years ago at the Sapphire Hotel. The same soft, warm fragrance that had lingered on my sheets after she disappeared, the same subtle note that had stayed with me long after I tried to forget. I had breathed it in while I gave her soft kisses on her neck.It was the same scent.But I didn’t want to believe it, I couldn’t. Elena Voss was my new personal assistant, a professional woman sent from Harrington’s

ALEXANDER'S POV “I've got this deal locked in,” I said to myself as I swiped through a series of documents on my desk. No matter how hard I tried, my mind remained a storm. The confrontation between Elena and I had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. Her boldness, the fire in her eyes, and how fearless she had seemed, it was something I rarely saw from anyone. But it wasn’t just her words, it was the way she had looked at me. The way she had pushed me away. And that scent… it still lingered in the air, faint but unmistakable.I leaned back in my chair, trying to focus on the documents in front of me, but my thoughts kept drifting back to her. It wasn't just her, it was something else that pulled me to her, something I was yet to figure out.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in,” I said.The door opened, and Elena walked in. She moved with quiet determination, a fresh file in her hands. I watched her from head to toe as she approached my desk. Her loose blous

ELENA'S POV “Liam! Lila!” I yelled. “Be careful while playing with that tree, it could hurt you.”“Okay, mummy.” They both yelled back together. “Mummy, are we going with you to the office today?” Liam asked. “No baby…You're staying at the hotel, just as always. I just need to get confirmation from Mike.”“Mummy, when do we go back to school?” Lila asked. “I miss my friends.” I turned to her, smiling. “Soon honey, it's just three weeks, and we're half way there already.” She smiled, turning back to what she was doing.I looked at both of them with admiration, watching the morning light streaming through the window hit them, making their dark hair shine. Liam was building something with his blocks, his little face serious and focused, while Lila drew pictures with bright crayons. They were full of energy and questions, and every day they reminded me why I worked so hard.My phone rang, I picked it up, and it was Mike.“Elena, I’m really sorry,” he said, sounding tired. “Today is

MARCUS'S POVThe smile on my face had grown brighter, not from the discovery that she was alive, but from what follows next. "Well, well... guess the quiet time is over."I walked into the grand study of the Sinclair estate, the same room where we had carried out our vigorous plan years ago. The echoes of his words still replaying in my head. "Why do you do this... we are brothers." Followed by the sound of that bullet, the squashing sound as it passed through his head. The spill of blood everywhere. The heavy curtains were drawn, and the air felt thick with old secrets and power. My brother, Victor, sat behind the large oak desk, sipping whiskey from a crystal glass, looking every bit the king of the empire we had stolen.I had just returned from london, and I could no longer keep what I had seen to myself.“Victor, brother.” My voice low but urgent. He looked up at me with a bright smile on his face. "You're back, how was the trip?"I gave a smile back, "It was a good one, we

ELENA'S POV I walked towards him with legs that felt like they were slightly wobbly. The restaurant was a little quiet at this hour, with soft lighting and gentle music playing in the background. He sat at a secluded booth in the corner, his tall frame unmistakable even from a distance. My heart hammered against my ribs as I approached, and questions kept tumbling over one another in my head. Why had he called me here so late? What did he want?“Good evening, Mr. Grey.” I slid into the seat opposite him. He looked at me for a moment, his expression unreadable. “Nice evening to you too, Elena.” "Elena?" The talk slipped out of my lips before I could hold myself. I had gotten used to being called Miss Voss, hence the surprise when he called me by my first name. "Yes, Elena... something wrong?" "Huh? no... not at all, sir." I said, hastily.Then he raised his hand to call the attention of the waiter.“What would you like?”“A smoothie, please,” I replied softly, not trusting