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Chapter 58

Author: ElliešŸ’•
last update publish date: 2026-06-27 16:12:45

Rival’s Seduction

Sandro returned to their suite well past midnight. Elena had waited in the dark, pretending to sleep, but every minute had stretched like a wire pulled taut. When he slipped into bed behind her, his body still warm from whatever conversation had kept him away, she remained rigid. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, murmuring something about the European partners being difficult, but she didn’t respond. The image of Valentina requesting him alone burned behind her eyelids.

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    Public RivalryThe engagement contract lay on the mahogany table like a venomous snake, its pages still warm from Elena’s trembling fingers. Valentina’s elegant script mocked her from the final note: Some contracts never truly end. Ask your wife what her father really traded for his debts. The truth is coming, darling.Sandro hadn’t spoken since reading it. He simply folded the papers with deliberate care, as if touching them too roughly might make the past bleed into the present. But Elena saw the storm in his eyes, the same one that had claimed her in the shower barely an hour ago. That tender, worshipful claiming now felt like a distant dream.ā€œWe’re expected at the villa gala tonight,ā€ he said finally, voice low and rough. ā€œOld allies. European partners. You will stand by my side, wife.ā€Elena wanted to refuse. The words I hate you still lingered on her tongue from earlier fights, but the memory of his hands on her skin, his whispered praises, made her body betray her mind. She no

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  • A CONTRACT FROM THE DEVILĀ Ā Ā Chapter 66

    Chemical LegacySandro stood in the doorway, eyes sharp as they scanned the room. ā€œYou’ve been quiet since the courtyard. What are you hiding from me now?ā€The air between them thickened with unspoken accusations. Elena met his gaze, the weight of her discoveries pressing down on her like stones. The man she loved was a monster. And she was running out of places to hide the truth.ā€œI can’t do this anymore,ā€ she said, voice trembling but gaining strength. ā€œThe lies. The half-truths. The way you look at me like I’m yours to protect and control at the same time. I found more files, Sandro. Claire’s bloodwork, it’s not just treatment. It’s linked to old Rossi operations. My father’s work. You’ve been using her condition as leverage this whole time, haven’t you? I’m tired of being lied to. I’m tired of being the pawn in your family’s game.ā€Sandro stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click that felt final. His expression shifted, the mask cracking to reveal the exhaustio

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  • A CONTRACT FROM THE DEVILĀ Ā Ā Chapter 23

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