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Sienna asked, looking directly at her mother. "Because the lease contained a strict survivor clause," Eleanor revealed, reaching out to gently touch Sienna’s sleeve. "It could only be unsealed upon my official legal reappearance... or when you turned thirty, Sienna. Your grandfather designed it so that Hector could never strip the family of its true global foundation." A silent shockwave rippled through the hangar. The battle they had just fought in New York and Zurich was merely the prelude. By surviving Hector’s betrayal and exposing Victoria’s fraudulent takeover, Sienna and Alexander hadn't just saved their Joint Trust they had unlocked the ultimate seat of global financial power.

That was how they worked, in silent communication and sync, so much so that they never accepted other people to switch or join them. Selena squatted at the end of the hallway by the wall where there was a fluffy door mat and ran her hand through it. Smooth, no lump or irregularities meaning it was either still new or never used. She moved it and smiled at her finding. A tiny key hole. Typical rich people. She thought. They either had a secret something behind a painting or behind a book shelf or under their floor boards. The owner of the house fell under the last category, thus explaining the thick ceiling. She pulled at one of the boards but it didn't budge. Pushing it didn't work out eithe

he pursed his lips, narrowing his eyes at me, "have I met you before?" "Who? Me? No, of course not." I scoffed. There was just no way he could've seen me, could he? I made sure to keep my face hidden from him that day, in the cemetery. I couldn't risk anyone knowing who I was or how I was related to Alessio, it would put me and him as well as everyone he cared about in grave danger. I had my own enemies and they had theirs. Mine would give anything to hurt someone I care about. Unfortunately for them, they have no idea who I care about because according to them, I don't have anyone.

A torn letter with a faded crest that matched the one on my book. "Because you're the rightful heir of the Quiviel Empire," he said. "And because your blood is the key to something they want—something hidden beneath the Empire." "What are you talking about?" I whispered. "Before your parents died, they entrusted a secret to my family," he said. "A vault deep beneath the kingdom. Sealed with royal blood and protected by ancient magic. Your blood." I was trembling now. "This is insane." "I know it is," he said. "But it's true. And the moment they discovered you were alive, they started hunting."

My feelings for this woman right here, will never change. "You look so beautiful and radiant" I compliment, causing her to blush. "Thank you" "Are you back for good?" I question, hoping she's not going to leave again. "Yes, I am" I kiss her again, deeper this time, relishing in the oh-so-familiar taste of my wife's mouth. It feel like fucking ages since I kissed her, and I can't wait to make love to her, and when I start, I won't stop. "No hidden secrets?" She asks, referring to our lives five years ago "No hidden secrets" THE END.

“Sylvia can't read it. It’s not magical or anything like that. It’s simple. Only the King of Tiryn can inherit the King’s signet ring, and that ring is the key to understanding the runes. Most of the runes are kept in the Chamber of Secrets, a hidden vault filled with all of Tiryn’s guarded knowledge. Only the King can access it through secret passageways—ones connected only to the royal chambers.” I frowned deeply, the pit of my stomach tightening. I wasn’t questioning Seb’s words; I was questioning how he knew so much about it. If the secrets of the Chamber of Secrets were supposed to be just that—secrets, how could someone like Seb have such detailed knowledge about them? “I’ve helped you

"You already know the powers I have and have seen them firsthand. You know I'm not lying." "As a matter of fact, no, I'm not…tell us then. Where is the madellion?" I hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before speaking, "It's hidden in a secret chamber beneath the old ruins in the Pegora Forest and it's heavily guarded by powerful enchantments. You'll need this key." I handed Leo a small, ornate key that I had taken from my father's study earlier that day. It was a replica to an original that opened the book to my dad's suitcase. Thank goodness it looked fancy and cryptic.

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

People are just waiting for them to return so that they can assess this Anna aka tear her apart. “Did you hear that Henry will be gaining access to his trust fund worth more than one hundred million dollars? The conditions for him to access it were for him to get married. All this time we thought that he had been cut off because he didn’t get into the family business. But I knew that that couldn’t be true because Henry was always his grandfather’s favorite…” Amanda blanks out everything else that Marcus is saying. Henry was inheriting more than a hundred million dollars? Her husband was only worth about twenty-five million dollars. That was quite interesting…

The hallway smelled faintly of coffee and citrus, the scent I always associated with him. I was already practicing the words in my head. “Theo, I got the money. We don’t owe her anything anymore.” And then, if I was brave enough, “I have something else to tell you, too. The truth about who I am.” I turned the knob. The first sound I heard was laughter. An awfully familiar sound. Hers. Heather. My steps faltered, heart hammering. The door creaked softly as I pushed it open. And then I saw them.