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Chapter 1 — The CEO’s Favorite Mistake

Alessandra’s POV “YOU HAVE THREE SECONDS TO EXPLAIN WHY YOU JUST RUINED MY SHIRT.”Napahinto ako habang hawak ang tissue, my eyes slowly traveling from the coffee stain on his white shirt to the man standing in front of me.Damian Alexander Blackwood.The billionaire CEO everyone feared. The man whose cold stare could silence an entire room—and whose dangerously handsome face belonged on magazine covers.Unfortunately, his expensive shirt now had a brown stain because of me.“I’m sorry, sir. It was an accident.”“An accident?” He stepped closer. “Do you always touch things you can't afford to replace, Miss Reyes?”Napatingala ako sa kanya. “Do you always insult people before hearing their explanation, Mr. Blackwood?”His eyebrows rose.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then his gaze dropped to my lips before returning to my eyes.“Careful,” he murmured. “You might regret tal

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Chapter 2 — The Temptation Behind Closed Doors

Alessandra’s POV “YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE GETTING YOURSELF INTO, ALESSANDRA.”Napahinto ako sa harap ng pinto nang marinig ang malamig na boses ni Damian Blackwood sa kabilang linya.I was still staring at the newspaper photograph on my phone. The missing heiress. The dead woman. And the man who had just warned me that she was someone he should have forgotten.“Then tell me,” I demanded. “Who was she?”Silence.“Damian?”“Come to my office tomorrow. Seven in the evening.”“Why can't you tell me now?”“Because this conversation isn't meant for the phone.”I let out a frustrated breath. “You can't just order me around whenever you want.”A quiet, humorless laugh came through the speaker.“Is that what you think I'm doing?”“That's what you always do.”“Then perhaps you should stop answering my calls.”I opened my mouth to respond, but he spoke ag

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Chapter 3 — Behind His Locked Door

ALESSANDRA’S POV“Ask your precious CEO why he let me disappear.”Hindi ako makagalaw.The woman standing outside my bedroom window looked exactly like the woman in the photographs. Same face. Same eyes. Same diamond necklace.Isabelle Laurent.The woman everyone believed was dead.“Who are you?” I whispered, taking a step backward.She smiled sadly. “You already know my name.”Before I could ask another question, headlights illuminated the street. A black car stopped outside our house.Isabelle’s smile vanished.“He’s here.”“Who?”She looked toward the car.“Damian.”Then she disappeared into the darkness.“Wait!”I rushed outside, but there was no sign of her. Only an envelope lay on the ground beneath my window.Inside was a photograph of Damian and Isabelle standing in front of a church. He wore a black suit. She wore a white d

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Chapter 4 — One Night, One Dangerous Secret

ALESSANDRA’S POV“Because the man you're falling for belongs to the family that destroyed your father's life.”Mama's words continued to echo inside my head.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the photograph of her beside Richard Blackwood. The baby in her arms was me, and the man standing behind her was the same man who had threatened Damian that morning.My phone vibrated.DAMIAN: Please answer me. I need to know you're safe.I wanted to ignore him. I wanted to hate him for being a Blackwood, for keeping secrets, and for making me feel something I had no business feeling.Instead, I typed three words.ME: Come over. Now.Twenty minutes later, Damian stood outside my apartment, his expression tense.“Alessandra.”“Did you know about my father?”He glanced at the photograph in my hand.“No. But I knew your mother's name was connected to an old family dispute.”

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Chapter 5 — The Truth Behind His Name

ALESSANDRA’S POV“Mama?” I stared at my phone, waiting for her voice to return. “Mama, please! Answer me!” Nothing. The call had ended, leaving me alone with the sound of my own frightened breathing and Damian standing beside me. “What's happening to her?” I demanded. He reached for his phone. “I'll send someone to find her.” “No!” I grabbed his wrist. “Your grandfather just threatened me, and now my mother has disappeared. How can I trust anyone in your family?” “Alessandra, look at me.” I refused. “Please.” Something in his voice made me lift my eyes. For once, he wasn't speaking like a billionaire accustomed to getting what he wanted. He looked genuinely afraid. “I don't know what my grandfather has planned,” he admitted. “But I swear I'll find your mother.” “And if your fam

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CHAPTER 6 — THE GIRL IN THE PHOTOGRAPH

Alessandra’s POV“Why does that girl look like me?”My voice trembled as I stared at the photograph in my hands.The little girl standing between my mother and Damian’s father had my eyes, my nose, and the same tiny birthmark beneath her left ear.It was me.But that was impossible.The photograph was dated three years before I was born.“Damian,” I whispered, lifting my gaze toward him. “Tell me this is some kind of joke.”He stared at the picture, his face drained of color.“I can't.”“Then explain it!” My voice cracked. “How can I be in a photograph taken before I was born?”Nobody answered.Not Damian. Not Isabelle. Not even Richard Blackwood, who had spent the entire evening acting as though he knew every secret in the world.I turned toward him.“You know something.”Richard's fingers tightened around his cane.“Put that photograph dow

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CHAPTER 7 — THE SISTER HE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO FIND

Alessandra’s POV“Damian?”I turned toward the doorway, expecting to find him beside me.But he was gone.A strange uneasiness crawled beneath my skin as I looked down the hospital corridor. A nurse hurried past, pushing a trolley, while another spoke quietly to a doctor.Then I saw him.Damian stood near the end of the hallway, facing a woman in a nurse's uniform.Something about the way he stared at her made my stomach tighten.“Damian?” I called again.He didn't move.The woman touched the side of her face, then whispered something I couldn't hear.Damian stepped backward.For the first time since I'd known him, he looked genuinely terrified.I walked toward them.“What's going on?”The woman immediately turned away.“Wait!” I called.She stopped.When she looked at me, the world seemed to fall silent.She had

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CHAPTER 8 — THE DAUGHTER THEY STOLE

ALESSANDRA’S POV“WHERE IS MY MOTHER?!”My scream echoed through the hospital room as I rushed toward the empty bed.The sheets were still warm.The window stood wide open, curtains fluttering in the cold night breeze. The monitor continued beeping as if nothing had happened, while the black rose rested on the pillow like a cruel joke.My mother had been here seconds ago.Now she was gone.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, no, no…”Aurelia grabbed my shoulders before my knees could give way.“Alessandra, look at me.”I couldn't.All I could see was the empty bed.My mother had spent her entire life protecting me. She had sacrificed everything to raise me, hiding secrets she believed would destroy our family. And now, after finally discovering the truth about my sister, someone had taken her.Someone wanted us to suffer.Someone knew exactly where to st

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CHAPTER 9 — THE BLOOD THAT BETRAYED US

ALESSANDRA’S POV“Let's find out which daughter deserves to live.”Richard Blackwood's words echoed inside the abandoned chapel.For several seconds, nobody moved.I stared at the man standing beside my mother, the man Damian had called his father, the man who might have been responsible for every tragedy my family had endured.He looked perfectly composed.His expensive black suit was immaculate. His silver hair was neatly combed, and his expression carried the same cold authority I had seen in Damian whenever he was determined to control a situation.But there was nothing familiar about the cruelty in his eyes.“Let her go,” I demanded.Richard smiled.“You sound exactly like your father.”“Which one?” I spat.His smile disappeared.Good.For once, I wanted him to feel even a fraction of the pain he had inflicted on us.Behind him, Mama struggled a

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