Ella POV“You're delusional!” The fifth woman, a short redhead, finally pushed her way to the front of the group, her eyes blazing with rage as she locked onto me. “You're either completely delusional or you know the truth about Alexander and don't care. Is that it? Are you just trying to help him h
Hyacinth seemed to grasp the weight of my words as her gaze bore into mine, searching for any hint of mercy. After a long, tense moment, she blinked heavily and finally looked away. “I’ll write up an apology,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, before turning and rushing off in the same dir
Ella POV“Several women have come forward in recent days to confess that their stories about Alexander Black were fabricated,” the female reporter said, her dark eyes fixed directly on the camera.I wasn’t looking at the television; my gaze was locked on my mother, who stared at the screen, her mout
Alexander stepped away from the microphone, and the sound of reporters shouting questions flooded the air. He shook his head, and I could hear him say, “No questions, thank you,” before he directed Nadia and Miranda to walk away from the reporters, seeming to shield them from the invasive questions,
Ella POVI hadn't attended the carnival in the capital in a very long time. In fact, I hadn't even realized it was coming up until Alexander invited me to go with him.At first, I couldn't picture someone like him at a carnival—with children running around, people eating cotton candy, and playing si
Alexander POVI gasped in surprise as Ella put her arms around me.I hadn’t expected it. I thought she'd call my bluff, put her hands out and push me away, or pull back in some way. But instead, her big, dark eyes had closed with anticipation.The soft press of her lips against mine, the warmth of h
Third Person POVSocial media and trashy journalism were a terrible combination. People who had nothing going on in their own lives were hyper-fixated on the lives of those they considered higher class—the rich, the privileged, the children of leaders.David had once thought he could use that to his
“I know,” I replied, a mix of determination and dread swelling in my chest.I hadn’t wanted to get my parents involved in this, but there was no avoiding it now. If the traitor had access to our house, we had to be on high alert. I would be putting them in danger if I tried to hide this from them.T