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Silas growled, leaning down to press a hard, bruising kiss against my mouth that tasted like victory, ozone, and blood. The "Secretary" persona was a thin, fading veil now. As I closed my laptop and stood up to begin the frantic process of packing our things and arranging the flight, I knew the corporate game was officially over. We were no longer just auditing a corrupt company; we were defending an empire and a bloodline that was supposed to be extinct. The Shadow Council had tried to sell our secrets to save themselves, but they were about to realize that some things—and some people—are far too expensive to touch. By the time we hit the JFK runway, I would have every legal and digital shi

It felt completely safe, comfortable, and peaceful. I had absolutely no idea that Victor was secretly recording every single one of our private conversations on a hidden device. I had no idea that he was carefully planning to use my trust to steal confidential, multi-million-dollar business secrets directly from Alexander and Damien's company records. I had no idea that behind his sweet, charming smile hid a dark, ruthless plan to completely destroy the twin brothers' real estate empire—and possibly claim me as a victory prize at the end of the war. I only knew that being around Victor felt easy, light, and uncomplicated.

"What? What secret?" "What secret have you got?" "None." "Really? Including the one point eight billion dollars hidden in your very cozy apartment?" With every reveal, Richard is taken aback but this one is worth more than any other. He immediately bends down as far as he can go. "Please don't kill me or tell anyone. I'll stay quiet all my life. Infact, how much do you want?" The voice chuckles gruffly. "How much do I want? How about if I say I want two billion?"

He smiled wickedly, Nathan even felt that his friend became scary for a while, he exudes a cold and ruthless aura when he flashed that expression. Marcus didn't answer him but fished out his phone and dialed a number, not even twice second, the call was connected. "What can I do for you, young master?" Darwin greeted. Nathan cannot utter a word in shock, this voice.. It's Darwin Charles'! the richest man in Kingston, who recently was rumored to be a left hand only to the rolls royce master. Could it be? "Destroy Henessy Damer's Family, I want them bankrupt before the sun rises." The cold and authoritative voice were enough to sent shivers to Nathan's spine.

Heat rushes across my face while something inside me stirs. Mark gently guides me to the edge of the bed before he takes a seat next to me. My head fills with everything I want to say to him, but I remain silent as he takes my hands into his. My stomach twists. “First, I want to say I also have a secret which I hid from you for years. Every time we were drinking together, I would pretend to be drunk after only a few drinks. My alcohol level is much higher than what you think. You would always get more comfortable around me when you thought I was drunk. You would sit next to me and talk to me. Never once did I ever blackout or forget what happened. I would only act like I didn’t reme

It was Adrian Bishop, a billionaire known for his cutthroat business tactics and an unwavering obsession with Ethan's success. "Amelia, Ethan, how lovely to see you," Adrian greeted us, his voice dripping with false charm. "I have a proposition for you. Care to join me for a little game of chance?" Ethan and I exchanged a glance, a mix of curiosity and caution flickering in our eyes. We had heard tales of Adrian's high-stakes gambling ventures, where fortunes were won and lost in the blink of an eye. We knew better than to underestimate his cunning and the lengths he would go to in order to achieve his goals.

He couldn’t tell him about Anna. “Hey, tell me. You know I can keep a secret.” Of course, Dave knew that. Otherwise, he wouldn’t keep him as a friend. His matter was a little complicated because he needed to keep it a secret until she was ready. “Wait.” Alexander suddenly spoke, instantly taking Dave’s focus away from whatever he was thinking. “I didn’t know you were wearing a ring,” he pointed at the ring on his finger. He only wore one, so it was easy to spot. “Who’s wearing the other one?” His question was to the point. He knew Dave wouldn’t wear it for nothing, which only meant one thing. He had someone.

Melvin nodded and dashed to the drawer where he had seen Anabelle keep it, he quickly brought the box to Hazel Indeed, there were plenty cuts of him from different papers, he stared at each of them and when he came to the bottom of the box, his hand touched something hard and he brought it out to see a diary, a cheque was placed in the middle of the diary, his brow furrowed when he noticed that it was a blank cheque that has his signature, he had given her this cheque of fifteen million dollars yet she hadn't used it He opened her diary and was shocked at what was written there, she had always loved him, what happened between them was an accident but she was in love with him, he snapped shut

“But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” We opened the drive together. No passwords. No security. Just a folder titled “Inheritance.” Inside were dozens of files: videos, images, financial records — and voice notes. Adrian clicked on the first audio file. Lucas’s voice echoed through the speakers: “Day One. Adrian doesn’t know I’m recording this. But he will. One day.” The sound quality was grainy, like an old dictaphone. But the content? Razor sharp. Lucas spoke about secret deals. Smuggling routes. Corrupt officials. Money laundering. Threats.

KEVIN My phone buzzed in my pocket as I stared at Audrey, bewildered. “You can't forget huh?” I muttered quietly as I reached for my phone. The number wasn't familiar but I answered it anyway. “Kevin Walker. Who am I speaking with?” I said, my voice carrying through the phone. “Mr Walker, this is the FBI director, the one who investigated the trade deception involving Sinclair Global.” The voice replied, calm and flat. My eyes narrowed as I drifted my eyes to my sides to make sure no one was eavesdropping.