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"You are a woman who can do her job properly; I am a team leader who has been responsible for eighty-five per cent of all sales and revenue. It is only a matter of time, but I will get to sit there." Lial nodded as if she finally understood what was going on. He was a money and power grubber, just like Gavin. "I think I might need to see a shaman or a shrink; why do I keep attracting these kinds of men?" she murmured, pressing her finger to her forehead. "What?" "I think my life needs some kind of supernatural cleansing," she replied. He looked at her confused. "It is either that or god whoever he is or wherever he might be is playing with me. I must be some kind of doll that he uses to ente

------------------------------------------ TRIGGER WARNING This book contains scenes of torture, raw erotic content, and SUBTLE references to pedophilia (Chapter 1). This is not your typical romance novel. It dives deep into themes of WAR, LUST, DARK OBSESSIONS, EXPLICIT S3X SCENES AND GRUESOME MURDERS. This book is slow paced. It is a slow burn. If you’re here solely for the steamy scenes, then you're gonna have to wait till chapter 25.

Andrew suddenly sat up and gasped for air as if a massive weight had pressed down on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He hurried downstairs and ran out of the villa. Being surrounded by everything that reminded him of me was like pouring salt into his wounds. He could hardly bear the pain. Andrew sat at the door, his gaze vacant, as if his soul had been lost. … Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, I was enjoying the rare beauty of the ice plains. I looked up at the mountain peak in the distance, where golden sunlight pierced through thick clouds, casting a soft glow on the snow-covered summit.

“That’s Lyra. They say it’s named after a lyre that could charm even the gods.” “It’s beautiful,” I whisper. “You always look at things like that,” he says suddenly, voice low. “Like you want to believe in the stories. Even the sad ones.” I turn to look at him. He’s already watching me. “It’s easier than believing in silence,” I reply, just as quietly. His hand is still in mine. And I don’t let go. But just as I begin to breathe in that fragile sense of calm, it hits me—this is wrong.

I breathe, even though I shouldn't. His lips find mine, fierce and full of longing, like he’s been starving and I’m the only thing that can satisfy his hunger. I kiss him back with everything in me, pouring in years of loneliness, pain, and silent dreams I never dared to speak aloud. My clothes vanish. He undress my clothes Skin meets skin, and he moves above me with slow intensity, groaning low as he sinks into me. My breath catches. The world fades. It's just us. Dante and Carina. A billionaire and a waitress. A man with everything and a girl with nothing.

She placed a small notebook at the base of the headstone. Inside were pages of her,her pain, her joy, their memories. A legacy. A goodbye. A start. As she walked away, the wind picked up again. And somewhere, in the silence between her footsteps, she swore she heard him say her name. Soft. Warm. Home. End of chapter 10 End of when love lies.

Her eyes met his, playful and piercing, and the small smile curling on her lips felt like an invitation, coaxing him closer, making each heartbeat echo loudly in his chest. As he took another cautious step, a loose floorboard beneath him shifted with a gentle pop. Startled, he bent down, revealing a hidden nook beneath the wood. Inside lay a leather-bound ledger, the pages yellowed and soft with age. His pulse jumped. The ledger was thick with secrets—payments from Michael to a man named Raven, cryptic notes that linked the house explosion to a carefully staged insurance scam. The weight of it pressed into his palm, a dangerous, thrilling secret promising the revenge he had long imagined.

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."

Even though I was still in a terrible mood, I still noticed how much fun the kids were having. Even right now, I looked ahead and saw Luca chasing his little sister and they were both laughing happily. How could I take that away from them? Andro sat with me and took my book that I wasn’t even reading. “Hey, I was reading that.” I lied. “Upside down?” I didn’t even realize the book was upside down until he mentioned it and showed me. “I know you are not okay so you don’t have to lie to me, Eve. Whatever you are feeling right now is valid and you don’t have to hide it. Don’t hide from me, Eve.”

She lifted her shirt and exposed her lower back. "Didn't you say the heiress has a birthmark on her lower back? I don't have one, so it's absolutely not me!" Vita Davidson lifted her shirt, too. To be extra safe, she even started spouting nonsense. "Actually, I'm a man. I had gender reassignment surgery, so my gender doesn't even match. There's no way I could be the heiress!" After that, they exchanged a glance and suddenly shoved me to the front.