Chapter 25: The Hidden Truth
The master suite of the Rossi penthouse was an intimidating expanse of dark slate, brushed steel, and floor-to-ceiling glass that overlooked the shimmering grid of the city below. It felt less like a bedroom and more like the inner sanctum of an emperor.
Two black designer suitcases sat at the foot of the massive, silk-sheeted king bed. Damian had stepped into his private study to handle an emergency call with his legal team regarding the cancelled merger, leaving Chloe alone with the quiet hum of the room and the crushing reality of her new life.
Trying to calm her racing thoughts, Chloe knelt by the first suitcase to begin unpacking the few clothes his security team had salvaged from her old apartment. But as she lifted a stack of folded sweaters, her hand
