Todos los capítulos de Blinded Love : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Avery’s heart hammered a frantic, erratic rhythm against her ribs as she stood frozen, the burner phone still clasped tightly in her palm. The air in the master suite felt instantly heavy, charged with the quiet, imposing presence of the man standing in the doorway."I asked you a question, sweetheart," Damien repeated, his voice smooth as silk, yet laced with a dangerous undercurrent. He took another step forward, the silver tip of his cane giving a soft, methodical tap against the floor. "Who were you talking to?"Avery forced a sharp exhale, furiously blinking back the remnants of her happy tears as she dragged Kendra’s defensive, sharp mask back over her face. She subtly slid the burner phone beneath a silk scarf on the nightstand, clear up her throat before speaking."If you must know," she scoffed, tossing her head back with an exaggerated sigh of irritation, "I was checking with a boutique manager back in New York. I wanted to see if they had managed to secure a particular, exc

The master suite of the Zürichberg estate was bathed in the warm, golden light of the late afternoon. Resting on the velvet chaise lounge was the dress box, its lid removed to reveal the breathtaking creation inside.Avery held her breath as she stepped into the dress, pulling it up slowly over her hips. The rich, hot burgundy lace felt like water against her skin, hugging every curve with exquisite precision. The halter neckline framed her collarbones perfectly, while the sheer illusion bodice and shimmering sequins caught the sunlight, throwing dancing embers of crimson light across the room. Her long, soft brown waves fell over her shoulders in luxurious tresses, contrasting magnificently with the deep burgundy hue.She walked over to the full-length mirror and gasped quietly. She looked like a siren. Not a creature of terror, but an intoxicating, ethereal vision capable of pulling anyone into her depths.On the vanity table lay a velvet box containing the rubies. Avery approached

Leaning against the sleek exterior of Monte Carlo’s most exclusive designer boutique, Kendra waited for Julian to return with their takeout. She swiped through her phone, admiring the absurd price tags on the dresses they’d just bought before pulling up her contacts.She tapped her mother’s name and brought the phone to her ear."Kendra, darling!" Elaine’s voice buzzed through the speaker, dripping with faux sophistication. "Tell me you’re calling with good news from Monaco.""Better than good, Mom," Kendra purred, twirling a lock of bleached hair around her finger. "Julian and I are flying to Zurich tonight. We’re attending the European Masquerade Charity Gala. It’s the event of the season. Only the absolute top tier of high society gets invited.""Oh, sweetheart, I am practically beaming!" Elaine gushed over the line, the clinking of a martini glass audible in the background. "That is where you belong! Julian really is turning out to be quite the blossoming socialite, isn't he? I kn

Four o'clock arrived with the crisp efficiency of a well-rehearsed symphony.A knock echoed through the master suite, and within moments, a high-end glam squad swept into the room, unpacking sleek aluminum cases overflowing with luxury cosmetics, silk brushes, and glowing ring lights.As they draped a white silk cape over her shoulders, Avery caught her own reflection in the vanity mirror. She stared into her brown eyes, tracing the subtle curve of her jawline. Outside of the similar brown hair color they’d shared before Kendra bleached hers to blonde, Avery saw very little of her stepsister in the glass.Instead, she saw her late mother, Sienna Hamilton. The gentle, stunning woman who had reclaimed her maiden name after divorcing Collin Vance, only to be tragically killed years later. A quiet, lingering ache bloomed in Avery’s chest. I miss you, Mom, she thought softly. I hope I'm making you proud."Alright, darling, let's turn you into a masterpiece," the lead artist chimed, snappin

The grand ballroom was buzzing at full velocity, bathed in the golden glow of crystal chandeliers and the ambient hum of European high society.With Marcus temporarily stepping away to handle an urgent logistics matter for the Kingsley estate, Avery stood loyally at Damien’s side. She listened quietly as he navigated conversations with high-profile global investors. Suddenly, a charming Swiss venture capitalist turned his attention directly to her."And tell me, Mrs. Kingsley," the investor smiled, leaning in slightly with an appreciative glint in his eye, "what are your thoughts on the European luxury market shift this quarter?"Avery flushed, momentarily shy under the sudden spotlight. But gathering her composure, she offered a sharp, remarkably insightful opinion on consumer behavior that had the investor nodding in genuine admiration. "Exquisite perspective," he praised, taking her hand to offer a courtly, lingering kiss to her knuckles.Beneath his Venetian mask, Damien’s jaw cle