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
Ella POVI stepped through the doors of the restaurant hesitantly.The last time I had been here was the night I’d used the drug in Amanda’s drink to expose her and David as fated mates. That night had been complicated—everything had gone exactly according to plan, and yet, it had been painful to se
Ella POVAlexander knelt in front of me and took my hand in his. My breath caught in my chest as I stared at him in disbelief. We hadn’t talked about this beforehand—I wasn’t prepared. I could feel the eyes of the other diners on us, and I could already hear the whispers as they realized what was ha