Novels by Talia A.

Elena POV“One dinner wouldn’t hurt, Elena…” Claira muttered, scrolling through the screen of her laptop. She was trying to get the details of my client for that day. My twins had just left my office, and I was exhausted from being goofy with them. But I had to work—one more client, and I would go home. Victor Hart had asked me to dinner three nights ago at the gala, and the flower bouquet propped on my table came from him. I knew he wanted more.“It’s not about the dinner, Claira… I don’t mind sipping wine and eating lobsters in an expensive restaurant with a rich man… Isn’t that every lady’s dream?” I asked, my tone playful.“You’re rich too, Elena… but what’s the issue? He’s waiting for your response. He’s willing to pick you up tonight at 8 p.m..”“The issue is… am I ready to give more? Victor is amazing, I’ve read about him, and he seems like a decent guy… Haven’t you gotten the details of the client yet?”“Still checking… I can’t seem to find the info… Just a first name…”“What

Lucas PovI watched the Gala on the screen and noticed she seemed different. It wasn’t just the wealth; there was something else about her. Elena had left just three years ago, completely broken, but the woman I saw wasn’t the wife I divorced. How had she managed to build so much wealth in just three years? I had been too hurt and devastated to think straight. I had questioned my decision to let her go over and over again. I felt I had been too harsh, but the reality of the DNA result staring at me stopped me from excusing her and running after my wife as she left the house that day, completely devastated. I had been conflicted, and my heart ached when my family humiliated her, but she caused it. She betrayed me. She betrayed our love. There was no way the DNA result was a mistake. It came from one of the best labs in the city.Since she left three years ago, my life has not been the same. Mia and Max were already a part of me, and it hurt to let them go. But I had to move on. She was

Three years afterElena’s POVThe ballroom was buzzing with soft music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. I stood at the center of it all, taking in the scene. It felt surreal to be here, at the top of my game. Eterna Connections, my matchmaking business, had grown into something I never imagined when my world came crashing down. Tonight was our first gala, and it was the perfect reminder of how far I’d come. I had turned my heartache into something powerful. I noticed a nervous-looking man standing by the champagne fountain. A young billionaire, out of place in a room full of confident people. I gave Claire, my assistant, a nod.“Introduce him to Margaret,” I said. “They’ll hit it off.”Claire moved quickly, and soon, I could see the two of them laughing, comfortably chatting. It felt good knowing I was helping people find real connections. I was building something meaningful now. It was time for my speech, and I had so much to say. In just three years, I had done this. Two mont

Elena’s PovThat afternoon, I got a call from Lucas’s lawyer. He said I needed to come to the mansion to sign the divorce papers. Lucas had told me they would be sent to me, so I didn’t understand why I suddenly had to go there. I didn’t want to, but after thinking it over, I told Sabrina to watch the twins. She agreed quickly, and her eyes had a strange look that day—almost like she was happy about something. I ignored it and left.The mansion felt cold as I walked in. Memories of our happy moments flooded my mind, but I pushed them aside. I knew why I had been called here. They wanted to humiliate me one last time.“Isn’t it the slut?” Isabella sneered as soon as I stepped into the living room.I ignored her and tried to keep my head high. Fighting back tears, I glanced around the living room quickly. The room had once been filled with love, peace and laughter, but today it was filled with pain.“Sign the divorce papers,” Lucas said coldly. His voice felt like ice, and I couldn’t lo

Elena’s PovThe night air hit me as I walked out of the hall, the heavy doors slamming shut behind me. My heels clicked on the pavement, and my legs were killing me, but I barely noticed. The whispers and camera flashes were gone now, replaced with my silent despair.I needed to get back to my twins, Mia and Max. They were all that mattered. Lucas’s words still echoed in my mind—calling them bastards, denying they were his. It hurt more than anything else. He was my first love; the only man I ever gave my body to. Struggling against the crisp wind, I Increased my pace. When I reached the mansion gates, the head of security, Robert, approached me. His face didn’t show the usual warmth. “Elena,” he said quietly. “Mr. Lucas instructed me to pack your things. The twins will be brought to you shortly.” I was no longer “Mrs. Lucas” or “ma’am,” but Elena. My heart sank and my eyes filled with painful tears. “No. I’ll get them myself.” Robert shook his head, a flash of pity in his eyes. “

Elena’s Pov“How dare you… Elena, you betrayed me!” Lucas shouted, his fist clenched in anger. In one swift move, he threw the DNA results at me, and they landed at my feet.“Lucas… I would never hurt you. I don’t understand…” I stammered, feeling confused. The twins were his. I had never cheated on him. And why did he do a DNA test in the first place? Lucas had never doubted me.“Stop lying!” Isabella’s voice cut through the silence, full of anger. “We all knew you saw him as an opportunity. But we only played along because he liked you… and now, you’ve been exposed.”Flashes from cameras filled the room, blinding me as they captured every moment. This was supposed to be our fourth wedding anniversary, a celebration of love. Lucas had insisted on making it big, inviting the press, dignitaries, and so many people. But now, it was turning into a scandal that would be talked about for days. The whispers of the crowd grew louder.I tried to stay calm, looking into Lucas’s eyes. He looked