The Wife He Never Meant to Love (Lila and Damon) novel Chapter 103

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The announcement spread like wildfire.

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Every screen across the city flickered to life-news channels, digital billboards, even personal devices.

“Damon Blackthorne has confirmed-Lila Blackthorne has been found.”

Inside Blackthorne Industries, the same broadcast played across a massive wall screen.

Damon stood in front of it, hands in his pockets, expression calm—almost amused.

Behind him, the woman sat on the couch.

Silent.

Watching.

Confused.

She didn’t understand.

He knew she wasn’t Lila.

He proved it himself.

So why-

Why would he do this?

Damon’s lips slowly curved into a smirk as the news repeated.

“Let’s see…” he murmured, eyes dark with intent, “…who comes out of hiding.”

The woman’s breath caught slightly.

This wasn’t about her.

She realized it now.

She was bait.

A very visible, very deliberate piece on Damon’s board.

Before she could process further-

The office doors burst open.

“Damon-is it true?” Maddy demanded, her voice sharp, controlled but urgent. “You found Lila?”

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Damon didn’t answer immediately

He simply glanced toward the couch.

Maddy followed his gaze-

And froze

There she was.

Lila.

Or… someone who looked exactly like her.

For a split second, something real flickered across Maddy’s face.

Shock.

Then-

Gone.

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Replaced instantly with something softer. Warmer.

Perfectly controlled.

Maddy moved quickly, closing the distance and sitting beside the woman without hesitation. She pulled her into a hug, gentle, almost protective.

“Oh my God… Lila,” she said softly.

The woman stiffened.

Every instinct in her screamed.

This wasn’t relief.

This wasn’t affection.

This was something else.

Then Maddy leaned closer, her lips near the woman’s ear.

Her voice dropped into a whisper.

“You really are something,” she said quietly. “Faking amnesia… then coming back like this?”

The woman froze completely.

Her mind raced.

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Amnesia?

What is she talking about-

Just how many people… hated this Lila Blackthorne?

Maddy pulled back, her expression flawless once more, as if nothing had happened.

She stood gracefully and turned to face Damon.

A smile curved on her lips.

Elegant.

Sharp.

Dangerous.

“Well,” Maddy said, smoothing her dress slightly, “if Lila has finally regained her memory…”

Her eyes flickered briefly toward the woman-

then back to Damon.

“…then this calls for a celebration, don’t you think?”

Damon met her gaze.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

But something passed between them.

Understanding.

Challenge.

War-unspoken, but very real.

Damon’s smirk deepened just slightly.

“A celebration,” he repeated.

Behind them, the woman sat still-

caught between two forces she didn’t fully understand.

One who was using her.

One who clearly didn’t trust her.

And both-

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dangerous in their own way.

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Damon finally turned his attention back to the city glowing beyond the glass.

“Prepare it,” he said calmly.

Maddy’s smile widened.

“Of course.”

As she walked out, her expression shifted the moment her back was turned-

colder.

The restaurant was elegant but understated—just enough to celebrate the so-called return of Lila without attracting too much attention. Soft light glimmered off polished wood tables, and the quiet murmur of other diners gave the illusion of normalcy.

Damon led the way, hands in his pockets, calm and collected.

Margaret sat at the head of the table, eyes narrowing the moment they fell on the woman seated as Lila.

“A cheap copy,” she muttered under her breath.

Damon caught the edge of her tone but didn’t react immediately.

“What are you playing at, son?” Margaret asked, turning sharply to meet Damon’s gaze. Her eyes searched for an answer, for a crack in his composure.

Damon’s lips curved into a faint, unbothered smile.

“Just enjoy the evening, Mother,” he said smoothly.

Margaret blinked, unsatisfied, but let it go-for now.

The door opened.

Maddy entered. Every step deliberate. Every movement calculated. She was dressed in a way that drew attention without shouting for it-seductively, powerfully.

The woman on the couch-the fake Lila-stood abruptly.

“I’ll excuse myself,” she murmured, trying to slip quietly away.

But Maddy followed, effortlessly keeping pace. They arrived at the comfort room, and Maddy’s fingers deftly locked the door behind them. She waited outside the cubicle, calm, patient, predatory.

Moments later, the woman stepped out, startled.

Maddy was already there, twirling a strand of her hair with casual menace. Then-without warning-her hand connected sharply with the woman’s cheek.

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“You know, Lila,” Maddy said, her voice cold but teasing, “you should’ve stayed where you were. But you decided to return.”

The woman’s jaw tightened, fury flashing across her face.

“Oh, well, thanks for that you save me spending… money on my connection… by looking for you,” Maddy continued, circling her like a predator.

“Did you know,” she said with a smirk, “while you were away, I lived at the Forest Villa… slept beside Damon, we actually fuck at every corner of the house every single day. We also do it in his office on the couch you seated this morning?”

The woman’s eyes narrowed, a flash of shock-or anger-crossing them.

“Oh… so you want me to thank you for keeping my husband’s bed warm?” she spat, voice sharp.

Maddy froze for a split second. Then she smiled coldly.

“I see you still have that dirty mouth,” she said-and lunged forward.

The woman-thinking quickly-sidestepped and shoved Maddy hard, using her momentum to her advantage.

Well, she thought, at least this Lila isn’t a pushover.

Maddy staggered back slightly, eyes narrowing with both irritation and amusement. The battle had just begun.

Outside, Damon’s smirk was faint but unmistakable-he had orchestrated this meeting perfectly, watching from a distance, waiting to see which one would dominate the other.

Inside the comfort room, tension hung heavy in the air.

Neither woman would yield easily.

And both knew-only one could control the narrative in Damon’s world.

The real fight, Damon thought silently, was just beginning.

The news of Lila Blackthorne’s return rippled across the city, but reactions varied by district.

In the South City district, a collective sigh of relief swept through the community.

Finally, they could breathe.

Finally, Damon Blackthorne wouldn’t come barging into their lives, disrupting the carefully curated peace they had built. The threats, the schemes, the constant tension-they could relax, at least for now.

“Good,” one resident murmured, leaning back in their chair. “Let him deal with his own problems. We can live our lives in peace.”

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The streets were calmer, the air lighter, and for the first time in a long while, life felt normal.

Meanwhile, at the Farm Villa, life was quiet.

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Inside, Mark sat at his computer, eyes scanning crypted messages, running series of information through every system he could access. Every ping, every alert, every fragment of data was another potential clue. His fingers moved quickly, precise and methodical.

Outside, the world felt entirely different.

Lila walked slowly through the garden, sunlight catching her hair, a serene smile on her face. In her arms, her young son Damian laughed softly, reaching for the petals of freshly bloomed flowers.

It had been a year since they had moved into this villa.

Her memory was still blurred. She could remember fragments-but every night, the same dream returned: a man holding her tightly, warmth enveloping her in a way that lingered long after she woke.

Even with the dreams haunting her, even with the fragments of her past missing, for now, Lila had peace. A son in her arms, flowers at her feet, and a life that felt safe.

But the calm was fragile. The storm brewing elsewhere-Belair, Wago, Damon’s relentless pursuit-was a reminder that peace could be fleeting.

Far away, in the abandoned streets of Wago City, the news ignited the opposite reaction.

Silence reigned, but it was tense.

Hidden in the shadows, figures moved with precision, checking devices, whispering into encrypted comms, and reviewing plans. Phase Two had been waiting for this moment, meticulously prepared. Every supply line, safe house, and operative was ready.

“This is it,” a voice said from deep within a hidden control room. “Everything chinges on what happens next.”

“Prepare the phase 2”

Here, no one celebrated. They prepared. They waited. The hunt-and the danger-was far from over.

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