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Chapter Eighty-Four: Wei Chen Surfaces
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Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty-five: The Message
The air inside the safehouse penthouse was thick, warm, and static-heavy, smelling faintly of heated circuit boards, old rain, and the metallic tang of dried blood. Outside the floor-to-ceiling double-paned glass, Manhattan was completely submerged in a blinding downpour, the city skyline turned into a grey, melting smear of concrete and distant yellow lights.Elias sat on the edge of the unmade king bed, wrapped in nothing but a dark charcoal blanket that had fallen low across his hips. His ribs were bruised a deep, tender violet from their chaotic escape down the service stairwells three nights prior, but the pain in his bones was nothing compared to the slow, burning heat lingering deep within his muscle tissue.Beside him, the heavy mattress shifted. Damien Blackwood lay on his stomach, his bare, broad back a map of long, jagged pale scars and fresh, reddish-purple nail marks that Elias had driven into his skin hours ago. Damien’s hair was dark, damp, and tangled, resting against
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty-Four: Wei Chen Surfaces
The silence inside Damien Blackwood’s penthouse suite felt thick enough to suffocate a man. Outside the expanse of reinforced glass, the city skyline spread out in an icy grid of light, cold and unbothered by the quiet disaster collapsing inside the room.It had been a brutal, relentless week. Boardroom power plays, hostile regulatory freezes, and constant, unseen pressures had pushed Damien past his usual breaking point. He stood near the glass, his tailored jacket tossed somewhere on the floor, his white shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest. His sleeves were pushed back to his elbows, exposing the hard lines of his forearms. He held a crystal glass of scotch, though the ice had already melted, watering down the dark liquor he hadn't touched in over an hour.His eyes weren't on the view. They were pinned on the bed.The dark-haired woman he had brought back hours ago was still asleep beneath the rumpled sheets, her bare shoulder glowing pale under the dim, recessed lighting. Her c
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty-Three: Gala, Second Movement
The grand ballroom of the Plaza was an ornate cage of gilded leaf, crystal chandeliers, and polished white marble that reflected the shifting, tuxedoed sea of Manhattan’s elite. Flashbulbs popped in steady, blinding rhythm near the grand entrance, casting long, stark shadows across the room. The scent of black orchids, expensive champagne, and warm silk hung thick in the air, masking the cold, desperate tension underneath.On paper, tonight was the Hawthorne-Lang annual spring charity gala—a carefully orchestrated public spectacle meant to showcase unity, wealth, and the upcoming merger of two corporate juggernauts.In reality, it was a battleground.They managed the evening. They managed it perfectly.Sophia Lang stood near the towering glass champagne pyramid, holding a thin flute of crystal. She wore a backless dress of dark midnight silk that clung to her curves like liquid night, her skin pale and luminous under the warm glare of the chandeliers. Her posture was flawless. Her smi
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty-Two: The Clock
The temperature in the executive boardroom on the seventy-fourth floor was kept at a strict sixty-five degrees. It was a cold, sterile box of polished mahogany, floor-to-ceiling reinforced glass, and heavy leather chairs that smelled faintly of expensive oils and old money. Outside, Manhattan was a blurred canvas of slate-gray clouds and low-hanging fog, the city below reduced to a muted, distant hum.Elias sat at the long conference table, his back rigid, his tailored jacket unbuttoned. His hands rested flat on the cool leather blotter in front of him. Beneath the table, his right thigh was tense, every nerve ending in his body fired up and raw.He hadn't slept. The ghost of the red laser dot painted on his chest from the courtyard attack still felt like a physical burn against his skin. Every shadow in the corner of the boardroom looked like a threat; every creak of the floorboards sounded like the approach of an executioner.Across the table sat the board of directors—twelve men an
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty-One : Nora
The private dining room at the back of the townhouse was cold. It was always cold, built into the shadow of a limestone courtyard where the afternoon sun never quite reached.Elias sat at the end of the long dark table, his suit jacket draped over the back of his chair, the top two buttons of his white shirt undone. The room smelled of seared duck, thyme, and the faint metallic tang of rain leaking down the glass of the French doors.Across from him sat Nora.At twenty-four, she looked so much like their father it was almost sickening—the same high, sharp cheekbones, the same dark eyes that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it. But unlike Victor, Nora’s intensity was quiet. She wore a simple charcoal sweater, her dark hair pulled back into a loose knot, a heavy silver ring spinning continuously around her thumb as she stared down at her plate. She was finishing her graduate degree in environmental policy, building a life as far away from the boardroom as she could manage, ye
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Eighty : Sophia Knows About The Veil
The decrypted file on Sophia’s laptop glowed cold against her face. She sat at her desk, staring at a set of files extracted from a shadow server her team had breached three hours ago.At the top of the dossier sat a single name: THE VEIL.Below it lay a membership protocol and an air-gapped calendar log pulled directly from Elias Hawthorne’s personal accounts. A timestamp was locked for three days from now, flagged with an initiation marker matching The Veil’s protocol.Sophia’s breath caught in her throat. The corporate war, the patent disputes, the board mutinies—it was all a front. The Veil was a shadow syndicate controlling proprietary tech through staged market collapses and targeted liquidations.And Elias had a date to meet them.Sophia closed her laptop with a sharp click that echoed in the quiet room. She stood up, smoothing her trousers, and walked straight out of her suite. She didn't call her legal team or alert her guards.She needed Nora Hawthorne.Sophia took the priva
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Fourteen: The Cold Room
The tires of the black sedan didn’t spin on the wet gravel; they bit into it. Elias kept his hands white-knuckled at three and nine on the steering wheel of the old Volvo he’d pulled from the basement storage unit. It was an anonymous car, registered to a shell LLC that hadn't traded a dollar sinc
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Thirteen: The Silver Lighter
The black screen of the tablet reflected Elias’s face, cut in half by a sharp line of blue glare before the device’s standby light finally blinked out.He didn't move. He stood in the middle of his dark kitchen, the marble island cold against his palms, his thumbs still curled over the edges of the
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter 2: The Predator’s Night Off
The Maybach cut through the downtown rain like it had a personal grudge against the city.“Tell me again,” Damien said, voice flat and low. “How close did Victor actually get?”Rafe didn’t look up from his phone, thumb flicking across the screen too fast, like the speed could change the numbers. “C
Wrecked by my enemy Chapter 1: The Perfect Son
"To my son," Victor Hawthorne said, raising his glass, "and the future that finally makes this family complete."The applause started immediately. Three hundred people in a room that cost more per square foot than most people earned in a year, all of them clapping for a toast that wasn't a toast at
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