The billionaire's unprepared marriage
And I moved, silently, precisely, slipping into the shadows behind him, knife still hidden, breath steady, heart calm.
“You’re…” he breathed, turning, realizing too late. “…impossible.”
“Not impossible,” I said softly, voice deadly calm. “Just awake. Just alive. And just… done running.”
He froze, and in that moment, I understood the truth I had been discovering over the past weeks: William wasn’t invincible. He wasn’t untouchable. His power was fear and fear could be manipulated, twisted, turned against him.
William was something else, but I couldn’t run away, I have to win on any circumstances.
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