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Thankfully, we were talking by phone, so he couldn’t see me. “Mr. McMahon, we talked about this before. I don’t think it was an alpha who slept with them. When I spoke to Alpha Rivers, he assured me that it wasn’t him.” That was as close as I could get to telling Mr. McMahon the truth. I felt dirty hiding the rest of the story from Mr. McMahon, but I was in a no-win situation. “Then find another way.” “This is the way.” Mr. McMahon paused, almost as though he was thinking about it.

And somewhere in the quiet, he heard his own voice whisper the truth he didn’t want to face: You’re losing her for good. And you might deserve it. But the part of him that still wanted to own her, the possessive, dominant part that never learned to let go, clenched its fists and refused to believe it. Not yet. Not while he still had breath. He opened his laptop. Pulled up the Voss Media press release schedule he’d hacked access to weeks ago. Two weeks until her big launch. He smiled, slow, dark. If she wanted a spotlight?

“Then I fall loudly.” Seraphina reached for his hand. “This ends today,” she said. “One way or another.” — The second release was timed for prime hour. Not leaked. Released. Unedited. Names. Dates. Cross-referenced transactions. Internal emails. Voice confirmations. Jonathan didn’t see it coming. By the time his phone started ringing, it was too late. Lucien watched the markets convulse—not crash, but recoil. Seraphina felt something inside her finally snap free.

Dreston said, his tone controlled, “but nothing has been confirmed. And that’s all that matters. Officially, my company hired a player. End of story.” “What about the incident at the mansion?” Cassienne pressed. “I signed in as NULLWRAITH there. If journalists connect those dots, you’ll have reporters breathing down your neck.” “I can handle the press,” Dreston replied without hesitation. “What matters is your safety. Today, you play as Obsidian_13. Not NULLWRAITH.” There was a brief silence before he added firmly, “That’s not negotiable.” Tina’s fingers curled slowly at her side.

" Throughout the meeting, we barely spoke. He was young. Quick to move on. Whatever we had was probably already in the past. Fine by me. After the meeting, I stayed behind to sort some files. When I stepped out, Joel was leaning against the hallway wall, playing on his handheld console. I paused, then said evenly, "I saw the trending topics. Just kids messing around. Don't take it too seriously. Spring season starts in three days—I'll have PR shift the focus back to the matches." He paused his game, looking up. "You read the fic?" "I did." "Did you like it?" I froze for half a second. "Tammy sent it. I didn't look too closely." He tilted his head, tone light. "Leave it alone. The bigger it g

said Henry. Coralis rolled her eyes. “That’s an awesome one for him,” said Sebastian, chuckling. “So long as no one ever finds out his real name, I suppose I’m fine with any nickname,” said Coralis. “Did you tell them this was going to be your last season?” said Erik. “No, not yet. I was planning on announcing it after the holidays, around the same time as you guys, but with what just happened tonight, I think I’ll do next week to give people something else to talk about.”

The weight of his words settled over me, and for the first time in days, I felt a glimmer of hope. As dawn broke, we poured over Daniel’s files once more, determined to find the key to dismantling Marcus’ empire. That’s when we found it—a hidden account tied to a massive upcoming transaction. “This is it,” Adrian said, his eyes lighting up. “The deal Marcus has been working on. If we can intercept this, we can cut off his funding and expose his entire operation.” But as we plotted our next move, a message arrived on Adrian’s phone. The screen lit up with a single word: Checkmate.

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Erica smiled, she took a glance at Joan "what do you think Joan?" Joan scoffed "what I think? He looks like a player." Erica gaped taking a "U" turn on the road. "What are you talking about Joan? He looks decent" Erica said in defense. "Yeah... he does " Sarah said. Joan rolled her eyes "you just got out of a toxic relationship, a dated real horrible guy and now you want to jump into another? That guy looks like a player, girl... you should give yourself a break." Erica laughed "Joan... I and Oliver aren't dating already, besides he doesn't look like a player to me."