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The New Kingmaker
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2026-05-24 16:31:40
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Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy Shadows and Static
The phone vibrated against his thigh. A harsh, mechanical buzzing that felt like a drill against his bone.Sophia.It had to be Sophia. She was thousands of miles away, probably sitting in some sterile, overpriced hotel suite, executing their flawless, strategic plan for him to take back the company.He didn’t answer it.He didn’t even pull the phone out of his pocket to check the caller ID. He just stood there in the dark, cavernous kitchen, staring completely blankly at the spot on the marble counter where Diane had just been standing. The heavy, intoxicating scent of her orange blossom perfume was still hanging in the cold air, completely suffocating him. It coated the back of his throat. It tasted like absolute ruin.The vibration finally stopped. It timed out, leaving behind a heavy, crushing silence that was somehow infinitely worse.Marcus turned around and walked out of the kitchen. His legs felt entirely hollow. Walking up the grand, sweeping staircase of the villa felt like
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy Playing the Nice Guy
It was somewhere around two in the next morning. Maybe closer to three. The antique clocks in the villa were completely out of sync, their heavy, rhythmic ticking just echoing down the dark, cavernous hallways like a countdown to his own execution.Marcus was standing in the middle of the massive, industrial-grade chef's kitchen. He hadn't turned the lights on. The only illumination was the harsh, pale LED glow spilling out from the open door of the sub-zero refrigerator.He felt ill. The toxic, suffocating jealousy from dinner hadn’t faded. It had just curdled. It had sunk deep into the lining of his stomach, sour and heavy, making his hands shake so badly he had already dropped an empty water glass into the stainless steel sink. Thankfully, it hadn't shattered.He leaned heavily against the cold marble of the center island, rubbing the heels of his hands brutally into his bloodshot eyes. He was losing his mind. He was actually, genuinely losing his grip on reality.Anger wasn't work
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy The Dining Room Dismissal
Marcus sat on the far right side of the dinning table. He kept his head completely down. His chin was practically resting against his collarbone. He just focused entirely on the intricate, stupid blue floral pattern painted onto his antique porcelain dinner plate.Because if he looked up, he was actually going to lose his mind.Diane was sitting directly across from him. Just five feet of polished wood and flickering candlelight separating them. She wasn't wearing a formal evening gown. She wasn't wearing a modest blouse. She wasn't wearing anything even remotely appropriate for a quiet family dinner with the patriarch of a global shipping empire.She was wearing a slip dress.It was silk. A dark, liquid crimson color that looked exactly like freshly oxygenated blood under the heavy crystal chandelier. And it was tight. So incredibly, offensively tight. The fabric looked like it was literally painted onto her skin, clinging violently to the swell of her hips and the heavy dip of her
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy Stolen Snapshot
The sun was just completely aggressive the next morning. It didn’t give a single damn if Marcus had spent the entire night tearing his own mind into tiny, bloody shreds. It just blasted right through the thin linen curtains of the guest room, bright and hot and completely unforgiving.Downstairs, the villa was already humming with that sickening, wealthy kind of noise. The board retreat had officially started. Marcus could hear the faint, awful clinking of silver spoons against expensive porcelain coffee cups out on the main breakfast patio. He could hear the low, confident murmurs of men who actually had control over their lives. The smell of dark roasted espresso and warm butter drifted up through the floorboards. It honestly made him want to throw up.He hadn’t slept. Not even for ten minutes.Every time he had closed his eyes, the heavy, suffocating darkness behind his eyelids just immediately filled with wet black lace. He just kept seeing the way the pool water slicked her dar
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy The Lingerie Swim
Sophia’s voice wouldn’t leave his head. Two weeks. We’re doing it now. The words just bounced around the empty chambers of his skull like loose coins, heavy and annoying and completely loud. A strategic marriage. A quick fix to get his signatures back. A shield to block the woman currently sleeping just two hallways down from him.It was all supposed to make perfect sense on paper. He was supposed to feel relieved, or maybe a little bit powerful, or at least like he had a plan. Instead, he just felt sick. The kind of deep, oily nausea that settles right into your bones after you realize you’ve sold the last piece of yourself to a machine that doesn't even care about your name.The main villa was completely suffocating tonight. Because of some stupid, drawn-out board retreat his father insisted on hosting for the weekend, Marcus had been forced to take his old bedroom on the second floor. He couldn't remember the last time he’d stayed here overnight. The air in the room felt thick,
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy The Accelerated Vow
The hotel room smelled of expensive travel leather, heavy London rain clinging to wool, and the sharp, clinical bite of Sophia’s signature perfume. It was a suffocatingly upscale suite tucked away in the hills above Cannes, the kind of place where the thick drapes were specifically designed to block out the Mediterranean sun, keeping the world permanently dim and quiet.Sophia didn’t look like someone who had just spent four hours trapped on a private flight. Her hair was pulled back into a flawless, severe twist. Her tailored traveling coat was neatly draped over the back of the sofa, entirely devoid of wrinkles. She looked like a woman who had everything under control.Until she looked at him.The moment Marcus stepped through the door, her eyes locked onto his wrinkled linen shirt. She tracked the faint, sticky bourbon stain near his cuff, then moved up to the raw, bloodshot look in his eyes.She stopped dead in the middle of the plush cream carpet. "You look like a corpse someo
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy Rain and Ruins
Diane stumbled out of the Grand Imperial Hotel into the pouring rain, silver gown clinging to her skin like a second, freezing layer. She didn’t call for a cab. She didn’t have the strength to speak to anyone. Instead, she started walking the twelve blocks back to the penthouse she had once called
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy Arousing Echoes
The clock on the dashboard of his car was glowing a harsh blue. It said 3:42 AM. The heavy leather folder sitting on the passenger seat next to him felt like it weighed fifty pounds. Marcus dragged a shaking hand down his face. His eyes were burning like someone had poured sand directly under his
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy The Cold Hand of Mercy
Diane dragged the small suitcase behind her, wheels catching on the wet pavement as she stepped out of the apartment tower into the relentless downpour. The silver gown was still plastered to her body, heavy and cold, her hair hanging in limp strands that dripped into her eyes. She had managed to
Once Discarded, I Married His Dearest Daddy The Mirror Lied.
It was finally the day she had always imagined. Diane stood in front of the full-length mirror in their luxurious bedroom, adjusting the strap of her silver gown one last time. The fabric hugged her figure perfectly, catching the light like liquid moonlight. She had spent hours on her hair and mak
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