From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 520

“You’re trying to keep me rooted here and running round in circles.

To keep me chasing Dahlia’s ghost. You intend for me to keep going

down that rabbit hole. You want Savannah gone. You want her

vulnerable and alone. You want her carrying our child without me

beside her.”

I smiled.

“You want us apart so you can carry out your evil plan on her and my

child while I’m stuck here, chasing after ghosts.”

A faint smile ghosted across his lips. “So,” he said, “you are no longer

interested in the recordings?”

I shook my head slowly. “No. You can keep them. One day I’ll burn

this house to the ground with you inside it. Those tapes too. I’ll

reduce all of it to ash.”

His expression did not change. “I will be waiting for that day.” The

calmness in his acceptance unsettled me more than resistance would

have.

I nodded once. “Stay away from my family. Or the world will wake up

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one morr Lo something very interesting online.”

pulled my phone from the waistband at my back. His gaze shifted to

it immediately. Understanding flickered in his eyes.

The recording screen glowed faintly.

Ryan’s voice broke in, stunned. “You were recording this entire time?”

I shrugged. “Old tricks still work.” Then I laughed–a harsh, mocking

sound. “Turns out, you’re both fools.”

“You think so?” my father asked calmly.

His composure gnawed at me. I wanted fear. I wanted trembling. I

wanted rage. I wanted to see even a crack in that impenetrable

control.

But he gave me nothing.

And somehow that made the victory feel incomplete. Still… time had

a way of settling debts.

“What do you plan to do with it?” he asked. “Expose us? Destroy our

name?”

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“There’s one ay to find out,” I said. “Touch my family and you’ll

learn exactly what I’m willing to do.”

“Well played, Roman.” He clapped slowly, mock applause echoing in

the room.

Revulsion crawled across my skin. “I will protect the people I love,” I

said.

He turned toward the window, gazing out over the sprawling grounds

of the manor as though nothing of consequence had occurred.

“Live well, Roman,” he said quietly. “I hope you do not return seeking

shelter when consequences arrive.”

I stared at his back, memorizing the silhouette of the man I no longer

recognized as my father.

Then I turned toward the door.

–

But before leaving, I pivoted sharply catching Ryan completely off

guard

and drove my fist into his jaw with all the anger I had left.

He stumbled, shock flashing across his face.

“I hope I never see you again,” I said coldly. “Piece of shit.”

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Then I threw the doors open and walked out without looking back.

There was only one place left to go.

Savannah.

I moved through the hallways with purpose, my steps echoing off

marble floors that suddenly felt like part of a mausoleum rather than

a home.

This place was a graveyard. And I was done burying pieces of myself

and my happiness within it.

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