Damien Blackwood stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, his sharp eyes fixed on the skyline of Manhattan. The sun dipped low behind the buildings, casting golden light across the city, but Damien saw none of it. His thoughts were elsewhere-always moving, always calculating.
The silence in the office was perfect. He liked it that way. It was the only place he could think without interruption. No noise. No mess. Just numbers, deals, and control.
Behind him, the clock ticked softly.
He turned away from the window and walked to his desk-sleek, black marble with not a single paper out of place. A fresh file waited at the center. His assistant must've dropped it off while he was on the phone earlier. He opened it with one hand, scanning the first few lines.
Merger proposal – Easton Media Group.
His jaw tightened.
Easton.
That name still stirred something in him. Not emotion-he buried those long ago-but memory. He remembered the man behind Easton Media. Jonathan Sinclair. A businessman who once stood tall in the industry before collapsing under the weight of a bad investment... one that Damien himself had greenlit.
He dropped the file and pushed it aside.
That was a long time ago. A necessary decision. Nothing personal. Business never was.
Still, the past had a way of crawling back, even when he wanted it dead and buried.
A buzz came from the intercom.
"Mr. Blackwood," his assistant's voice crackled, "Mr. Bennett is here for your 6 p.m. briefing."
"Send him in," Damien said, his voice low and steady.
The door opened a second later. Charles Bennett, his longtime advisor and closest thing to a friend, stepped in with his usual calm energy and crisp grey suit.
"You look like you've seen a ghost," Charles said, raising an eyebrow as he took the seat opposite Damien.
"Easton Media is trying to merge," Damien said, his tone flat. "They must be desperate."
"Actually, they're bouncing back. A new investor stepped in last year. Young, ambitious. There's buzz around their rebranding."
Damien didn't answer right away. He opened the file again and flipped through the pages. Somewhere deep in the fine print, the name Sinclair appeared again.
He stared at it. Something pulled at him, like a thread waiting to unravel.
"Do we know who's managing the company now?" Damien asked.
Charles hesitated. "Not yet. But I'll have a name by morning."
"Good. I want everything-background, education, deals made, partners, enemies. Leave nothing out."
"You think it's personal?"
Damien didn't respond. He just closed the file, leaned back, and stared at the skyline again.
Sometimes the past didn't stay buried. Sometimes, it clawed its way back in the form of names you thought you'd never hear again.
Later that night, Damien walked into his apartment. High above the city, surrounded by glass walls and dim lights, his home was quiet-expensive, cold, and empty.
He loosened his tie and tossed it onto the couch. He walked straight to the bar, poured himself two fingers of whiskey, and downed it in one shot.
He'd built his empire from the ground up. No shortcuts. No favors. Every contract, every acquisition, every dollar had been earned-sometimes with blood, sometimes with broken promises. People didn't understand that. They called him ruthless. Heartless.
They weren't wrong.
Love? Relationships? Family?
They were weaknesses. And he didn't have time for weakness.
He stared at a photo on the wall-a black-and-white shot of the old Blackwood Holdings building, the first office he'd bought. Back then, he'd been hungry. Broke. Angry.
He still was.
But the anger was quieter now. Focused. Deadlier.
He poured another drink, but this time he didn't drink it. His mind drifted back to that name-Sinclair.
He hadn't thought about the Sinclair family in years. Not since the day he signed the contract that forced Jonathan Sinclair into bankruptcy.
The man had begged for more time. Damien didn't give it.
It was business. Nothing more.
But even now... something about that day left a shadow on his conscience. A moment he couldn't quite shake, even after all this time.
He grabbed the drink and walked to the window.
The city blinked below him like a machine that never stopped. People rushing, chasing, falling. Just like he once did.
And somewhere out there, someone from the past was moving a piece on the board again.
He didn't know who yet.
But he would find out.
The next morning, Damien arrived at the Blackwood Holdings tower before sunrise. His meetings were stacked from 7 a.m. to 8 p.m., and that was how he liked it-no time to think, no time to feel.
By mid-morning, Charles entered his office again, holding a fresh file.
"You were right to be curious," he said, placing it on the desk. "The current operations manager for Easton Media is Ava Sinclair."
Damien froze.
He looked up slowly, the name hitting him like a slap.
"Sinclair?"
"Jonathan Sinclair's daughter," Charles confirmed.
Damien reached for the file, flipped it open.
There she was.
Ava Sinclair.
Age: 25
Education: Columbia University
Background: Marketing, public relations, social impact strategies
Current position: Lead operations & PR manager, Easton Media Group
Her photo was clipped to the top of the file.
And for the first time in years, Damien Blackwood's steady heart skipped a beat.
He remembered her now.
It wasn't just the last name. It was the eyes. The same eyes that once looked up at him from across a ballroom when they were both younger... before the scandal... before the fall.
He closed the file slowly.
This wasn't just business anymore.
And he knew-without a doubt-this woman was going to change everything.
FROM BETRAYAL TO BLISS
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Unbroken; A Road to Forever
Unbroken: A Road to Forever Military Romance • Powerful Heroine • Chronic‑illness Awareness Alia Edrees has spent her life beating the odds. Born with sickle‑cell disease in a Nigerian barracks, she fights pain with textbooks and turns every crisis into fuel for her dream of becoming a pharmacist. Love? That has always felt like a luxury people with her condition aren't allowed to want. Then Lieutenant Jamal Ibrahim marches into her orbit-disciplined, decorated, and impossibly devoted. For three patient years he stands guard at the edges of her world, refusing to let her illness-or her fear-frighten him away. When he finally kneels in full dress uniform and slips a sapphire ring onto her finger, Alia dares to believe she can have both purpose and passion. But the battlefield isn't the only place where bullets fly. Medical setbacks, brutal academic quotas, and Jamal's sudden high‑risk deployment threaten to shatter the fragile peace they've built. Gossip swirls on campus, family expectations tighten, and a single betrayal could turn "forever" into a farewell. In a sweeping romance packed with midnight study sessions, rooftop dates under African starlight, and heart‑pounding moments at the front lines, Unbroken explores: • Girl‑Power Resilience: A heroine who refuses to be defined-or limited-by chronic illness. • Protective Soldier / Sunshine Scholar: An all‑in alpha who softens only for the woman he loves. • Found Family & Barracks Brotherhood: Cadet camaraderie and fierce parental love. • Slow‑Burn Heat → Explosive Chemistry: PG‑16 intimacy that walks the edge of desire. • Real‑World Advocacy: Honest portrayal of sickle‑cell battles, prejudice, and triumph. Will Alia's iron will and Jamal's unwavering heart be enough to survive distance, danger, and one devastating secret? Or will the strongest love they've ever known break under the weight of a world that keeps testing their limits? One promise, one mission, one unbreakable road. "Love me like time doesn't matter."
Two Years Gone - Two Secrets Born
Orphaned and alone, Monique fled her past. Two years later, she returns home with a single solace: her two-year-old daughter, Cherry. A fleeting connection with Nick at the airport sparks fragile hope, shattered the very next morning by a brutal knock and the chilling command: "Open up, you're under arrest!"Framed by the powerful Mr. Billy for the murder of Ms. Morris's daughter, Monique is plunged into a nightmare. The cruelest twist? The officer leading the charge is Harris, the ex-boyfriend whose betrayal forced her desperate flight two years ago... and the man inextricably linked to Cherry's mysterious origin. With her freedom and her daughter's future hanging in the balance, Monique's only lifeline is her best friend, Ruby, a fierce lawyer determined to dismantle the case against her.As buried secrets claw their way to the surface, threatening to destroy everything, Monique must fight. Can Ruby expose Billy's lies before they bury Monique for good? What devastating truth lies behind Cherry's birth? And forced to confront the man who shattered her world, will the wreckage of their past forge an unexpected path to redemption, or tear them apart forever?
Obsessive Love: Trapped in His World
Laura's life took an unexpected turn when she was forced to marry Daniel Edward, an arrogant, ruthless billionaire. Her goal was to save her family from financial ruin and also her father from going to jail. Laura's life became a misery with Daniel Edward as he was mean and care less about her. She fell in love with Harold, Daniel's best friend, and planned to run away with her lover. What will happen when Daniel finds out that she has fallen in love with his best friend and also plans to run away with him? Will Harold abandon her to save himself or will he save her from the hands of her prisoner?
Beneath the chandelier
Clara has spent years invisible inside the Van Aelrich mansion - just another maid in a house where power drips from chandeliers and cruelty hides behind crystal glasses. Orphaned, overworked, and constantly humiliated. Until he starts looking. Rowan Van Aelrich, the elusive middle son, isn't like the rest of his family. Quiet. Observant. Untouched by the venomous pride that poisons every room in the estate. Clara doesn't know why he sees her - but once he does, neither of them can unsee what's building between them. In a house full of secrets, lies, and power games, love isn't just risky - it's forbidden. And one wrong step could destroy them both.
DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING
Good..... I want to see you play with yourself and unless you have my permission, you can't fucking cum" "Yes, Daddy" I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Mark Arthur, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I became Daddy's Little plaything.