Novels by D.N odunukwe

The air inside the safehouse was thick with tension, every breath a reminder that trust had become a scarce currency. Lily sat silently on the edge of the bed, her fingers knotted tightly in her lap as Liam paced in front of the shuttered window. He had barely said a word since Charles was taken into custody, his face a stoic mask hiding the storm she knew raged within.She could still hear Charles’s voice echoing in her mind. “I wasn’t the only one.” Those words haunted her, burrowed deep into her bones like a chill she couldn’t shake. If Charles had accomplices, then they were still in danger and possibly being watched.Liam finally stopped pacing and turned to face her. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, were laced with something else now a quiet fury that simmered just beneath the surface.“I have to go back,” he said.Lily frowned. “Back to the mansion?”He nodded. “There are files. Information Charles had access to. If anyone else is involved, there will be traces.”She sto

The air in the villa was thick with tension. Lily sat by the window, her eyes scanning the perimeter of the high walls surrounding them. It had been three days since the confrontation with Charles, and the silence that followed was almost more unsettling than the chaos itself.Liam had barely spoken, too consumed with interrogations and reinforcing security. His entire demeanor had shifted sharper, colder, more ruthless. The man who had once wrapped his arms around her in the middle of the night, whispering reassurances, now paced the hallways like a lion in a cage."He was waiting for us," Lily muttered to herself, tracing invisible circles on the glass. She couldn't shake the feeling that the betrayal ran deeper than they had imagined.Footsteps echoed down the corridor, and Liam entered the room, his phone pressed to his ear."Keep eyes on every contact he's had in the past year. No excuses. I want answers by tonight," he barked before hanging up.His eyes landed on Lily, softening

The air was still, suffocating in its silence. Lily stood at the edge of the rooftop terrace of Cartwright Industries, the city lights casting a glow on her profile. She had hoped the fresh air would clear her thoughts, but instead, it amplified the noise within. The image from the anonymous envelope burned behind her eyelids. The note, the threat, the eerie precision of whoever was watching her it all pointed to one thing: this was personal.Liam joined her moments later, the weight of their discoveries evident in the set of his jaw. "Security's tightening protocols. No one enters that floor again without clearance. Adam's checking surveillance, but whoever this is… they're smart. They left no trace."Lily turned to face him. "They want me afraid. They want me to question every shadow, every voice."Liam reached for her hand. "But you won't break. Not now. Not when you're closer to the truth than ever.""That's what scares me," she whispered. "The closer I get, the more dangerous thi

Lily stared at her reflection in the floor-length mirror of the master bedroom, adjusting the soft silk collar of her navy suit. Today would be her first official day as interim CEO. A title hard-won not inherited, not handed down, but earned through sweat, tears, and a fire she never knew burned inside her.But there was no satisfaction in her chest. Only a strange mix of adrenaline and dread. The anonymous message from the day before haunted her. Whoever had sent it wasn’t bluffing. They knew something. Something deeper than just her father’s sins.Liam entered, already dressed in a tailored black suit. His tie hung loose around his neck, and his eyes locked on hers in the mirror.“You ready?” he asked gently.She nodded. “As I’ll ever be.”“You look like a CEO.”She gave him a faint smile. “I don’t feel like one.”He stepped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders, his voice low and steady. “You are one. You earned this. And no shadow threat is going to change that.”But e

The morning was quiet, unusually so. Lily woke to the hum of birdsong outside the window, the smell of fresh coffee drifting into the room. It had been a long night another restless one. Her dreams had been plagued with faceless shadows and the echo of her father’s voice, always distorted, always cold.She turned her head to see Liam, still asleep, one arm draped lazily across her waist. He looked peaceful, the hard lines on his face softened in sleep. It amazed her, sometimes, how different he was now less guarded, more vulnerable, but still just as protective. He never said much about how all of this affected him, but she knew. The burden didn’t belong to her alone anymore.She slipped out of bed quietly and padded barefoot to the kitchen. As she poured herself a cup of coffee, her phone buzzed with a notification.One message.From an unknown number.She stared at it for a long moment before opening it.“Your father was only the beginning.”Her heart stuttered in her chest. The wor

The rain returned that night not in violent storms, but in soft drizzles that tapped against the windows of the penthouse like forgotten whispers. Lily stood in front of the tall glass wall, staring out into the city that never really slept. The flashing lights of traffic below reminded her that life had continued, even while hers had been turned upside down.Cartwright was behind bars. The news had exploded across social media, television, and finance networks. Lily’s name was on every tongue from coffee shop gossip to boardroom speculation. Some hailed her as a hero, the woman who dared to expose a titan. Others questioned her motives, casting her as a spoiled heiress fighting for revenge.But none of them knew the truth.They didn’t know what it felt like to carry that name, to bear the shame of a family built on lies. They didn’t know the weight of betrayal from a father she once admired.And they didn’t know how deeply that pain still lingered.Liam entered quietly behind her, fr