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HEIRLOOM SECRETS
CHAPTER 147 — HEIRLOOM SECRETSHarry blinked twice, like his eyes were glitching, because what he was seeing didn’t make sense at first. The ballroom shimmered under the chandelier lights, but his focus cut through all that glitter like a sniper scope. His chest tightened.There.On Kelvin’s wrist.The Black heirloom watch.Not the cheap knockoff influencers brag about.Not some designer thing anyone with five million in their account can buy.This was the real one — the one whispered about in circles of money and influence, passed from Black to Black like a crown. Rumored to hold a coded vault key, rumored to have caused fights, breakups, even a rumored “accidental” drowning.Harry’s jaw clenched as envy and suspicion tangled in his stomach.“Di,” he hissed, leaning in without tearing his gaze away. “Look at Kelvin’s wrist. That’s the Black heirloom. The actual one. What game is he running?”Diana’s head snapped toward Kelvin so fast her earrings swung.She saw it — the heavy, antiqu
HERE AGAIN
CHAPTER 146 — HERE AGAIN The grand ballroom of the Elite Auction House buzzed like a hive on steroids, crystal chandeliers dangling overhead like frozen fireworks, casting shimmering lights across the sea of tuxedos and glittering gowns. Diana adjusted the strap of her sleek black dress, the one that hugged her curves just right, making her feel like she could conquer the world—or at least this room full of pretentious elites. She wasn’t here for the art or the overpriced trinkets; no, this was about networking, sealing deals, and maybe spotting a weakness in the competition. Harry stood beside her, his usual cocky grin plastered on, but there was a tightness around his eyes that screamed he was still stewing over that disaster of a collaboration ceremony a couple days back.“Look at this place,” Harry muttered under his breath, scanning the crowd with a mix of awe and disdain. “Feels like everyone’s got more money than sense. You sure we belong here, Di?”Diana shot him a sidelong g
SECRETS IN THE STUDY
CHAPTER 145 — SECRETS IN THE STUDYThe hallway was dim, washed in the soft glow of the night-lights lining the wall. Kelvin followed the servant—tall, stiff-backed, dressed in the Black family’s dark colors—his footsteps silent against the marble floor. His heart still pounded from the sudden knock, the fear that Mia might have woken, the fear that danger had finally followed them into their quiet moment.The servant didn’t speak. He only walked ahead with that silent precision every Black employee seemed trained for. Kelvin’s mind churned with unanswered questions, but he kept his steps steady. Behind him, Mia slept peacefully, wrapped in blankets, unaware of the world shifting outside her door.They reached Logan Black’s study.The servant knocked once, sharp and respectful. A cold voice inside replied, “Let him in.”Kelvin exhaled and stepped forward.Logan Black sat behind his enormous mahogany desk, surrounded by walls of old books and dim lamps that cast his face in half-shadow.
DINNER, STORIES, AND QUESTIONS UNASKED
CHAPTER 144 — DINNER, STORIES, AND QUESTIONS UNASKEDThe roast chicken smelled like home before Kelvin even entered the dining room. Warm, savory, familiar—the kind of smell that clawed at memories he hadn’t realized he missed until now. Mia sat at the table, legs swinging from the chair, curls bouncing as she poked at her plate with a small fork, crumbs dotting her cheeks like tiny stars. Kelvin’s ribs still throbbed from the fight hours earlier, and every movement reminded him of the bruises blooming across his body, but seeing his daughter safe, happy, alive, dulled the pain almost entirely.“Eat up, princess,” he said softly, sliding a plate of buttery potatoes toward her.Mia hummed in agreement, her little mouth stuffed with chicken. “It’s yummy, Daddy.”Kelvin tried to focus on her, on the way her laughter spilled and the small expressions that made up her little world. Outside, the city could burn, chaos could rule, enemies could circle—threats he couldn’t name—but inside the
HOME IS WHERE THE HEART STILL BLERDS
CHAPTER 143 — HOME IS WHERE THE HEART STILL BLEEDSThe drive back was a blur of city lights and silence. Patrick’s black SUV cut through the streets like a shark through dark water, no music, no small talk. Kelvin sat in the passenger seat, shirt still torn, dried blood flaking off his knuckles every time he flexed his fingers. His reflection in the window looked like a stranger: eyes hollow, jaw bruised, hair wild. He didn’t recognize the man staring back.They pulled up to the gates of the Flames estate just after 2 a.m. The mansion loomed quiet and elegant under the moon, all glass and marble and money that suddenly felt meaningless. Patrick killed the engine but didn’t move to get out.“You sure you don’t want me to come in?” he asked, voice low. “Have someone clean you up, check the ribs?”Kelvin shook his head once. “I just want my kid.”Patrick studied him for a long second, then nodded. “Call if you need anything. Anything.”Kelvin gave a tired grunt that might’ve been thanks
THE DEVIL'S NEW PLAN
CHAPTER 142 — THE DEVIL’S NEW PLANThe elevator doors had barely hissed shut when Patrick’s voice cut through the stunned silence.“You’re really just gonna let them walk away after that circus?” He didn’t move from his spot near the bar, arms folded, that charcoal coat still perfect despite the chaos. His grey eyes were locked on Kelvin like he was studying a bomb that had just decided to tick louder.Kelvin stood at the edge of the rooftop, city lights glittering far below, knuckles still dripping red onto the marble. His chest rose and fell hard, shirt torn, blood smeared across his cheek like war paint. For a long second he didn’t answer—just stared out at Sunset City like he was trying to burn it down with his eyes.Then he laughed. Low. Bitter. Broken.“Of course not,” he said, voice rough, scraped raw. “I’m not stopping until they feel every single thing I’m feeling right now. Until they choke on it. Until they wake up at 3 a.m. screaming my name because they finally understand
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