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She said as she stretched out her hand to receive his. She scanned the room briefly and found no signs of Hydra or Lord Earn. Have they abandoned her? She asked herself with panic building in her chest. Last she remembered, Lord Earn was on his way to the dais to talk to the King. The music began suddenly, Prince Caspian grabbed Larissa's hand firmly as they began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling their feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was perfect, but even so more when their eyes met.

He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes. I move closer to him, glaring at him. "I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious. "And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again. I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder.

“You think I don’t know what he’s doing? I helped him draw the blueprints.” Julian blinked. She smiled. “You’re not the only heir playing a long game, Mr. Vince.” And that was when he realized: she wasn’t Crane’s weakness. She was his legacy. — Back in New York – Same Night Clarissa slammed the door open into the safehouse. “Aiden,” she called out. He looked up from his laptop, eyebrows furled. “What happened?” She held up a burner phone. “Emergency message. One of our contacts from Legal just went dark. But before that—he sent a code. It matches a set of offshore files buried under your dad’s name.”

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The air in the room seemed to change, as though the shadows themselves were leaning in, listening. “But...” she continued, her voice taking on a more serious tone now, one that Julian couldn't ignore. It was like she was warning him, “It’s not going to be simple. You’ll inherit more than just wealth. There are people in place, people who’ve been operating in the shadows for years, who will test your authority, challenge your claim. And many of them? They won’t be thrilled about you taking control.” Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile, but her eyes remained cold, calculating. “You’re not just inheriting an empire. You’re inheriting enemies.”

The wound spluttered and the pain increase, she was sweating, panting and gasping for air. “I didn’t want to have to do this myself, those stupid elders should have ended your pathetic life, along side with your father.” He corked his head. In the pain, her eyes widened in surprise, she couldn’t believe her eyes. “Oh yes, Athena…” He said with an evil glint in his eyes. “The Nightshade elders...Murdered your father--” “Fuck you!” She screamed and kicked him in the crouch with her good leg, buying her a little bit of time to get away from him.

The paper caught fire instantly and orange flames consumed ink that had survived for decades. I grabbed his wrist. “What was on it?” His cloudy eyes met mine and for the first time, I saw genuine terror. “If anyone learns what I just remembered…” His voice shook. “…your girl won’t live long enough to see winter.” My grip tightened. “What did you remember?” His answer came so quietly I almost missed it. “There was never only one Ember Heir.” My blood turned cold. “There were three.” The fire finished consuming the page, nothing remained except drifting ash.

But it wasn’t the bonfire that caught my eyes, but the wood poles that were placed around it with each of my loved ones strapped to a pole, unconscious. My heart sank in my chest, as it reminded me of how witches were burned at the stake, making me fear this was what the heir had in store for my family. Carla gasped at the sight in front of her eyes, as it was clear that she too was thinking the same as me. “I see you succeeded in bringing the girl to me.” I heard the heir’s voice say, before I seen him appear from the depths of the fire. “As you wished, my Prince.” Carla said stepping away from me, as I stared at her in disbelief that she would double cross us, but it was clear that she had

The fire in Evelyn’s body had only burned hotter. As if possessed, she had grabbed his hand and guided it over her body, breathlessly whispering, "Touch me..." His sharp eyes had darkened with lust as he obliged, his hands roaming her body and causing her to moan with every touch. Responding to her moans, he had pulled her closer, deepening their feverish kiss. One of his strong hands had gripped her waist, while the other had tangled in her hair, holding her in place as their passion escalated.

For it was in this primal state that the odds of rescuing the trapped infant seemed to tilt in my favor. With a surge of power and agility, I leaped over the treacherous chasm where the staircase had once stood. The air rushed beneath me, carrying the weight of my determination. Landing deftly on the other side, I scanned the surroundings, my keen senses heightened in the face of danger. The heat was relentless, assaulting my thick fur, threatening to singe the very essence of my being. The menacing roars of the fire filled my ears, as the inferno spread, devouring floor after floor. Time was running out.