The Wife He Never Meant to Love (Lila and Damon) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290

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The night the world learned the names Damon and Lila Blackthorne, the skies themselves seemed to mourn.

Every television screen, every newspaper headline, every whisper among the wealthy and the wicked carried the same image-the photograph of Damon and Lila entering the towering gates of the Blackthorne Industry headquarters. The media painted them as untouchable monarchs returning to claim a throne forged from blood, power, and secrets.

“The Blackthorne heirs make waves in the business world.”

The empire rises again.”

‘No force can shake the Blackthorne dynasty.”

But beneath the flashing cameras and glamorous lies, the empire was already rotting from within.

Damon knew it.

Simon knew it.

And somewhere deep in her fragile heart, Lila knew it too.

After the long discussion with Simon ended, Damon and Lila quietly left the company. No bodyguards surrounded them. No parade of luxury cars followed behind them. Only silence lingered as they drove back toward the estate while the dying sunlight bled across the horizon like an open wound.

The wind outside carried the scent of rain and burnt roses.

Lila rested her head against the car window, watching the passing trees blur into shadows.

‘Are you tired?” Damon asked softly.

‘A little.”

His hand reached for hers immediately, their fingers intertwining naturally as though even fate itself could not separate

hem.

Damon stared ahead at the road, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

For the first time in years, he felt fear.

Not fear for himself.

Fear for her.

The estate welcomed them with unnatural peace.

The staff prepared dinner at the guest house while the grand mansion stood silently in the distance beneath the silver moonlight. Candles flickered softly upon the table, bathing the room in warm gold.

For one fleeting evening, it almost felt normal.

Almost.

Laughter echoed gently through the guest house as they ate together. The doctor shared stories from years ago. Bryan argued dramatically over wine choices. Even Simon, burdened by decades of darkness, allowed himself the smallest smile.

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It felt as though the storm had finally passed.

As though suffering had grown tired of chasing them.

As though tomorrow would arrive gently.

But peace is often cruelest before destruction.

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After dinner, Damon and Lila wandered into the garden while the others remained inside. The night air was cool against their skin, and the stars above shimmered like fragments of broken heaven scattered across eternity.

The garden had always been Lila’s favorite place.

White roses climbed along stone arches. Lilies danced beneath the wind. The willow tree swayed quietly near the edge of the property like a silent guardian watching over forgotten souls.

Lila tilted her face toward the sky.

“It’s beautiful tonight,” she whispered.

Damon looked at her instead.

Not the stars.

Not the moon.

Only her.

The silver light wrapped around Lila like divinity itself. Her hair flowed gently with the breeze, and her eyes carried the softness of someone who had suffered greatly yet still chose kindness.

A sharp ache pierced Damon’s chest.

If I hadn’t trapped her in this world… would her life have been happier?

Would she have smiled more?

Would she have survived?

‘What’s the matter?” Lila asked after catching him staring.

Damon smiled faintly and pulled her into his arms.

She fit there perfectly.

As though she had always belonged against his heartbeat.

“I love you,” he whispered against her ear before kissing her lips with unbearable tenderness.

The kiss carried every unspoken apology.

Every regret.

Every desperate prayer.

Lila looked up at him afterward and smiled softly, though sadness lingered beneath her gaze.

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But nothing had ever hurt like this.

“If we are reborn.” Damon choked out, “I will never come near you again. They will never hurt you or Damian__*

His voice broke completely.

“I love you.”

Lila’s fingers weakly touched his cheek one final time before falling lifelessly.

Damon let out a shattered sob and pressed his forehead against hers.

Moments later, his own breathing slowed.

The fire surrounded them like the gates of hell opening wide.

And there beneath the willow tree, holding the woman he loved more than his own life-

Damon Blackthorne breathed his last breath.

The estate burned until dawn.

The mansion, the guest house, the gardens, and every buried secret were swallowed by flames fierce enough to light the entire night sky.

Hours later, the sound of sirens echoed endlessly across the ruins.

Fire trucks.

Police.

Ambulances.

By sunrise, the news spread across the nation.

The Blackthorne Empire Has Fallen.”

The Entire Organization Has Been Wiped Out.”

Authorities uncovered decades of horrifying crimes hidden beneath the organization’s wealth and influence Those nvolved were arrested one after another. Powerful men who once believed themselves untouchable were dragged into

courtrooms in chains.

The empire collapsed overnight.

But victory tasted like ash.

Mark and Henry stood silently among the ruins with Simon beside him.

Neither man spoke.

There were no words left worth saying,

Bryan completely broke down upon seeing the coffins lined side by side.

Damon.

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