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FOUR MONTHS OF CUP NOODLES
CHAPTER 150 — FOUR MONTHS OF CUP NOODLESEleven years ago… before he got a job in military. Kelvin was young, broke as hell, and living off sheer spite and black coffee.He’d been walking past the same tiny antique jewelry shop on 47th every day for three months on his lunch break. The place smelled like old velvet and regret, windows fogged up from the steam table next door. And every single day, that necklace sat in the fuck there, taunting him from the middle display.Art-Deco platinum. One fat oval sapphire the color of Diana’s eyes when she was pissed, surrounded by a sunburst of tiny diamonds. The tag said “Circa 1925 Cartier-inspired piece – $18,500.”Eighteen-five. He made maybe four grand a month back then, before taxes. After rent and her mom’s medical bills, he was lucky to have bus fare.But every time he pictured Diana wearing it, laughing that loud, messy laugh she only let out when she forgot to be perfect, he felt something stupid and reckless ignite in his chest.So h
AUCTION OF THE DAMNED
CHAPTER 149 — AUCTION OF THE DAMNEDDiana stormed back into the ballroom like a hurricane that contained a thunderstorm. Her cheeks were still flushed, mascara smudged just enough to look intentional, lips pressed into a razor-thin line. The slit in her crimson dress flashed like a warning every time she moved. People parted without realizing they were doing it; nobody wanted to catch whatever she was radiating tonight.She dropped into her assigned seat with zero grace, the velvet chair groaning under the force. Her right hand throbbed; knuckles already swelling, tiny half-moon cuts from her own nails glistening red. She tucked it under the table fast, but not fast enough.Harry, two seats down, did a double take. “Jesus, Di,” he hissed, leaning over the empty chair between them. “What the hell happened to your hand? You look like you punched a brick wall and the wall lost.”She flexed her fingers once, winced, then forced a lazy smirk. “Relax. It’s nothing. Just redecorating the hal
SHATTER POINTS
CHAPTER 148 — SHATTERPOINTSDiana didn’t expect the world to tilt the way it did. One second she was stepping out of the ballroom hallway, still breathing hard from the confrontation behind the curtain, and the next—Kelvin was standing right there in the corridor like he had been waiting for her.Except he didn’t look amused anymore. He looked like he hated her.Really, truly, violently hated her.For a heartbeat, neither of them spoke. The corridor was cold, quiet, and too brightly lit, as if the chandeliers wanted to watch them tear each other apart. Diana’s pulse hammered in her throat, her knuckles still tingling from where she’d grabbed his lapel and shoved him into the wall twenty minutes ago.“Kelvin,” she started, voice already edged with venom.“Shut the fuck up,” he said, low and vicious.Diana blinked. “Excuse me?”“You heard me.” His eyes were black with disgust. “I’m done listening to your hysterical bullshit.”Her spine snapped straight. “Hysterical? You walk in wearing
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.
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