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Steven’s face turned dark and dangerous. He seized the man’s wrist in one swift motion and barked, “Let go!”
“Tell Finn to get out here!” the man in the suit growled, veins bulging across his forehead.
But instead of backing down, he deliberately tightened his hold on Tess in defiance. “Come on. Let’s see who breaks first–me, or this bitch-”
“Argh!”
A fist materialized out of thin air, sending him sprawling before anyone could blink.
The man crumpled to the floor, clutching his face as stars spun wildly overhead.
A stunned silence fell over the room as all eyes snapped to the neer.
Abel stood there, jaw clenched tight, his features carved in fury. He poised like a panther mid- pounce, the residual tension in his frame making even his elegant features seem secondary to the raw, predatory energy rolling off him.
“Uncle Finn can’t even keep his damnpany in check now? Since when does just anybody get to barge in and throw shit around?”
His tone could’ve frozen hell.
Tess stumbled back, finally freed from the man’s grip. She stared at Abel as if seeing him for the first time.
She’d never seen him like this before.
Abel now carried a kind of deadly sharpness that unmistakably echoed Finn. It was hard to reconcile this version of him with the cheerful, easygoing boy she remembered.
Nadine’s expression curdled.
<i>Not </i><i>him </i><i>again</i><i>! </i>
The man on the floor blinked rapidly, trying to steady himself, still reeling from the blow.
“You…
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He lifted his head, ready to spit venom, only to choke on it as Abel’s fierce gaze locked onto
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his.
<i>Who </i>the hell is this guy?
Then the word “Uncle Finn” registered. His eyes flew wide in disbelief.
<i>He’s </i>Finn’s nephew?
But… that couldn’t be <i>right</i>. No <i>one </i><i>had </i><i>ever </i><i>mentioned </i><i>Finn </i><i>even </i><i>had </i>a <i>nephew</i><i>. </i>
His
gaze darted to Nadine, her stony confirmation sinking his stomach.
It was true. Fuck.
“Are you alright?”
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He turned to Tess, the fury in his eyes melting into concern–a transformation so stark it left her momentarily speechless.
Steven observed the exchange from the sidelines, his gaze lingering on Abel with quiet assessment before looking away.
Tess gave a slight shake of her head, and Abel’s shoulders rxed visibly.
“If you want something from Finn, then deal with him directly. Whye after me?”
Tess nced at the disheveled man at her feet, her voice calm but edged with frost.
His once–pristine suit was now crumpled and dirt–streaked, hair mussed, the polished facadepletely shattered.
Without the expensive tailoring, all that was left of him was a thuggish air of petty spite.
“You are his wife!”
Abel’s presence was suffocating, pressing him down like iron weights. The man didn’t dare lift his head, yet resentment still burned in his chest.
“If you want Finn, you can make an appointment or go through proper channels. And let’s be honest here. You know Nadine can get you to him if that’s all you’re after. But you didn’t. You came at me because you wanted an easy target.”
Tess’s voice rang out, just clear enough to reach every ear in the vicinity.
A weighted silence fell over the room.
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The man’s face contorted as her words peeled his ugly motives bare in front of everyone.
“So what if it’s true? You’re his wife. Isn’t it your responsibility to take the fall for him?”
The man shot back..
Tess cut in coldly. “I’m not his wife.”
Those words shut him up. The man blinked, then shot a questioning look at Nadine.
Nadine’s eyes gleamed with malice as she announced loudly, “Tess! You can’t just turn your back on Finn because of a little hardship, can you?”
The reaction was instantaneous. Onlookers–whether they were passersby, the man’s aplices, or Lock Group’s employees–stared at Tess, their expressions shifting to something ufortably judgmental.
<i>So </i><i>Tess </i><i>was </i><i>that </i><i>kind </i><i>of </i><i>woman</i><i>? </i>
Tess lifted her eyes, locking onto Nadine with icy precision.
“Even if I am,
do you really think taking me would make Finne running? You’ve made the wrong bet. In a city as vast as Aetheris, I’m nothing more than a speck in his eyes.”
She made no effort to exin or defend herself. Instead, a razor–edged smile curled her lips. “See that woman over there? She’s the one who holds Finn’s heart. Nadine, my <i>dear </i>sister, I’ve cleared the path for you. Don’t waste it.”
The implication was razor–sharp. Dozens of eyes swiveled to Nadine, their gazes ricocheting between the two women as if watching a riveting stage y.
Nadine’s ears rang. For once, her silver tongue failed her.
She watched Tess, confusion flickering behind narrowed eyes.
The Tess she remembered was decisive at work but always muted, almost submissive when it came to Finn. When had she grown such fangs?
Nadine clenched her teeth, her mind a blur.
“Make way!”
Zane’smanding voice boomed through the crowd.
Everyone turned toward the sound as he shouldered through the gathering, nked by two
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squads of ck–suited bodyguards. Within seconds, they’d encircled the man in the <b>suit </b>and his aplices.
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Sara Lili
<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.