SCARLETT’S POV
I stood frozen in our driveway, taking in the devastation before me. Our family home, once proud and beautiful, now looked like a war zone. Windows were shattered, furniture strewn across the lawn, and deep claw marks scarred the walls.
"Who could have done this?" Mom's voice trembled as she picked up pieces of a broken family photo frame from the grass.
Dad placed a protective arm around her shoulders. "We need to focus on moving somewhere safe first. Questions can wait."
I stepped carefully through what remained of our living room. Glass crunched under my feet as I navigated around overturned furniture. The family photos that once lined the walls lay scattered and torn. My chest tightened at the sight of a shredded picture from my high school graduation.
ALEX’S POVScarlett's question hit too close to home, making my hands tighten on the steering wheel. She's more perceptive than I thought.The truth was, I had orchestrated the attack on their house. My men had been careful - cause damage, but harm no one. It was the perfect solution: keep Scarlett close while appeasing my father's demands for revenge."Alex?" Scarlett's voice pulled me from my thoughts. "I asked you a question."Rain pelted against the windshield as I navigated through dark streets. Her accusation hung heavy in the air between us. If she only knew I did this to protect her from worse."Why would I be happy about your family being attacked?" I kept my voice steady, though guilt gnawed at my conscience.My father's threats echoed in my mind - his promise to hurt Scarlett if I didn't continue with our revenge plan. This way, at least I could keep her safe under my roof while pretending to move forward with his schemes.I'm doing this for you, I wanted to tell her as I w
ALEX'S POVMy tires screeched to a halt outside the prison gates, anger pulsing through my veins. The guard barely finished checking my ID before I stormed inside."Leave us," I barked at the prison guards as I approached my father's private cell - a privilege bought with money and fear.Something golden flashed in the dim light. I ducked just as a baseball bat whistled past my head, crashing against the wall behind me."Still sharp," my father's laughter echoed off the concrete walls. "Good to know prison hasn't dulled your reflexes.""Are you insane?" I straightened up, my wolf snarling beneath the surface. "Threatening Scarlett?"He moved faster than I expected, grabbing my jaw in a vice-like grip. His yellowed teeth gleamed as he smiled. "Do I need to remind you who you are?"I tried to jerk away, but his fingers dug deeper. "You're my son," he spat the words in my face. "My blood. Or have you forgotten that while playing house with the enemy's daughter?"The familiar scent of whi
Scarlet's POVI couldn't sleep last night. The bed felt too big without him beside me, but more than that, the silence was suffocating.Where was he? What was he doing?I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push away the thoughts. He’s a cheater. He’s a liar. He doesn't deserve my worry. But no matter how many times I told myself that, the worry still crept in. I couldn't stop thinking about him—about why he hadn’t come home, why he hadn’t called.The next morning, I woke up with the same empty feeling. I glanced around the apartment, but his stuff was still untouched. I knew it. He’s doing this on purpose. He’s making me worry.I left the apartment, my heart a little heavier. I had to get to work. Maybe being busy would help.But of course, it didn’t.When I walked into the office, the whispers started immediately. I could hear them clearly—“Did you see her yesterday? She slapped him. Full-on. She made such a scene.”I felt my face burn with embarrassment. There was no mention of Alex,
Scarlet’s POVI couldn’t take it anymore.The humiliation. The coldness in his voice. The way he acted like I didn’t matter.Alex was pushing me away, but I wasn’t stupid. I knew him. I knew he still wanted me, even if he wouldn’t admit it. His scent still called to me, his presence still pulled me in like gravity. He was my mate, and mates didn’t just stop feeling overnight.I had to test him. I had to know if he really meant it.I took a slow step toward him, closing the space between us. His eyes flicked down to me, guarded, unreadable.“You don’t want me anymore?” I whispered, my voice soft, almost teasing. “Not even a little?”He said nothing. His silence only made my heart pound harder.I reached up, letting my fingers graze over his chest. His body was warm, firm under my touch, but he didn’t move. Not toward me. Not away.I swallowed hard, pressing myself against him, just enough to remind him of what he was trying to throw away. “Tell me, Alex.” My lips were just inches from
Alex’s POVI had to do it.I had to push her away.Every time I looked at Scarlet, my instincts screamed at me to pull her close, to hold onto her, to fix whatever was broken between us. But I couldn’t.I wouldn’t.She rejected me. That should have been the end of it.Then why did it still hurt?I leaned back in my chair, staring at my phone screen. A new message flashed across it.It’s done. Everything is ready.I exhaled sharply. Good.Scarlet was better off hating me. That was the only way I could let go.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. I sat up straighter, rubbing a hand down my face before calling out, “Come in.”The door opened, and Liam stepped inside. Scarlet’s brother.Great. Just what I needed.“Got a minute?” he asked, stepping forward and shutting the door behind him.I nodded, gesturing for him to sit. “What’s up?”Liam didn’t waste time. “I came to talk about the investor meeting.”I frowned, resting my elbows on the desk. “Investor?”He nodded. “We’ve be
Scarlet’s POVI don’t know how I made it home.The cab ride was a blur, my hands clenched into fists on my lap as I bit my lip to stop the tears. You’re disgusting. His words echoed in my head, over and over, like a broken record. Each time I heard them, it felt like another knife slicing through me.I had fought for him. I had swallowed my pride, pushed away my anger, just to hold onto something that felt real. But now? Now I wasn’t sure why I even bothered.Alex didn’t deserve it.The apartment was dark when I walked in. I didn’t turn on the lights, didn’t bother eating. I just kicked off my shoes and walked straight to my room, slamming the door behind me.Sliding under the covers, I curled up, wrapping my arms around myself. Maybe if I held on tight enough, I could stop the pieces of my heart from completely shattering.But the silence wasn’t comforting. It was deafening.Every moment I had spent with Alex played in my head like a cruel movie I couldn’t turn off. His smile, his to
Alex’s POVI was doing everything I could to forget her.Scarlet.Even her name felt like a weight pressing down on my chest.Sienna had been by my side all morning, talking, laughing—trying to distract me. And I let her. Because I needed a distraction. Because I needed to prove to myself that Scarlet didn’t matter."Let’s go for lunch," Sienna said, looping her arm through mine.I hesitated. “I don’t know—”She pouted. “Come on, you barely ate breakfast. Besides, I heard there’s a new restaurant nearby. My treat.”I sighed. Scarlet still hadn’t shown up to the office. I had expected her to storm in, to scream at me, to fight me like she always did. But she didn’t.And for some reason, that irritated me more than anything.“Fine,” I muttered, letting Sienna drag me out of the office.—We stepped into the restaurant, and the moment I saw her, my blood boiled.Scarlet.Sitting at a table, laughing. With him.Some guy with dark hair, an easy smile, and a face that was far too perfect.A
Scarlet’s POVI fought him.I kicked, shoved, tried to wrench myself free, but Alex was relentless.His grip on my wrist was a steel vice as he dragged me inside his apartment. The door slammed shut behind us, sealing me inside with the man who was no longer the Alex I once knew.Or maybe I had never known him at all.“Let me go!” I screamed, yanking at his hold. “You have no right to do this!”He spun around so fast I barely saw it coming. One second, I was trying to break free—the next, I was pinned against the wall, his towering frame pressing into me, caging me in.His scent surrounded me, intoxicatingly familiar.But I wasn’t weak.Not anymore.I lifted my chin, meeting his stormy gaze. “Who I date is none of your business, Alex. You rejected me. You threw me away, so stop acting like you care.”His jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring.He didn’t like that.Good.I wasn’t finished.“Since you don’t care,” I continued, my voice laced with venom, “let’s make it official. Break the bo
Scarlet’s POVOne second, I was talking to my co-worker, and the next, Alex had him on the ground, blood dripping from his nose.I froze, shocked, watching as Alex’s fist slammed into his jaw again."What the hell?!" I gasped, my heartbeat thundering in my ears.My co-worker—Ethan—groaned, wincing in pain, while Alex stood over him, shoulders tense, breathing like an animal ready to kill."Alex, stop!" I rushed forward, trying to grab his arm, but he barely acknowledged me.I felt anger bubbling in my chest. This was insane!Ethan wasn’t flirting with me—he wasn’t even touching me inappropriately.He was just helping.It had been an accident.I had been rushing down the hallway, completely distracted, and bumped into him.The cup of hot coffee in his hand had spilled all over both of us, and as I hissed in pain, he had grabbed my wrist gently, blowing on the burned skin to soothe it.That’s all it was.But Alex?He had walked in at the worst possible moment.And, as usual, jumped to t
SCARLET'S POVI walked into the company building, my usual calm mask in place, even as satisfaction burned inside me. Everything was falling into place exactly as I planned.And Ryan?He had no clue.I found him in his office, grinning like a fool, probably thinking he had saved his family.The blind trust in his eyes almost made me laugh.“Alex,” Ryan said the moment he saw me, his voice full of relief. “It worked. Laurent agreed to the deal. We finally have a way to save the company.”I kept my expression neutral, nodding. “That’s great news.”Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I was terrified, man. I thought we were done for.”You are. You just don’t know it yet.“I told you I wouldn’t let you go down,” I lied smoothly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “You can trust me.”Ryan let out a nervous chuckle, shaking his head. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, brother.”I forced a smile. “Neither do I.”—An hour later, I sat in my office, my phone pressed against my ear
Alex’s POVI wasn’t expecting to see her.But the moment Scarlet stepped out of the restroom, my eyes locked onto her, and something in my chest tightened.She looked pale.Too pale.Her usual fire, the spark in her eyes that always challenged me, was gone.I hated it.I stepped in front of her, blocking her path before she could disappear down the hall.“What’s wrong with you?” I demanded, my eyes searching her face, looking for any sign of weakness.She barely looked at me. “Nothing,” she muttered, trying to step around me.I didn’t let her.I moved in sync with her, cutting off every escape route. My body was too close, my presence too overpowering, but she refused to acknowledge it."Scarlet," I said, my voice low, almost dangerous. "You look like you're about to pass out."She exhaled sharply, her jaw clenching. “Move, Alex.”“No.”She stiffened, but I didn’t miss the way her fingers trembled slightly as she gripped her bag.I narrowed my eyes. “Are you sick?”She hesitated.For jus
SCARLET'S POVI didn’t expect to see Ryan the moment I stepped into the building.Of all the people I wanted to avoid today, he was at the top of the list.I lowered my gaze and tried to walk past him, but his hand shot out, gripping my wrist tightly.“Not so fast,” he muttered.I yanked my arm, but his hold tightened.I glared up at him. “Let go, Ryan.”His eyes were sharp, filled with frustration and something else—something deeper. “You’re really just going to walk past me like I don’t exist?”I scoffed. “Why shouldn’t I? You’ve made it clear where we stand.”He exhaled heavily, his grip still firm as he dragged me down the hall and into an empty conference room.I stumbled as he shut the door behind us, his broad shoulders blocking the exit.“What the hell is your problem?” I snapped, crossing my arms.“My problem?” Ryan let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “You’ve been acting like a damn brat, Scarlet.”I stiffened, my temper flaring instantly. “Oh, I’m the brat?” I laughed
Ryan’s POVI adjusted my tie, inhaling sharply as I stepped into the lavish office. The place screamed wealth, with its dark mahogany furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, and a crystal whiskey decanter sitting on the desk.The man sitting across from me looked calm, collected—dangerous.He had the kind of presence that made you second-guess every word you spoke.I cleared my throat, trying to mask my nerves. “Mr. Laurent, thank you for taking the time to meet with me.”The man—Laurent—smiled, leaning back in his chair. “Of course. Alex spoke highly of you.”My stomach twisted slightly.Alex had set up this meeting, had assured me this guy was the right person to help us. But something about him felt… off.Still, I had no choice.I folded my hands together. “As I mentioned earlier, our company is looking for a temporary investment. We need liquidity to stabilize things before the next quarter.”Laurent hummed, nodding thoughtfully. “I see.”There was a long pause a
ALEX'S POVI stood frozen in the doorway, my gaze locked on the sight of Scarlet packing her bags.My chest tightened.She’s really leaving.My fingers curled into fists as I watched her shove her clothes into the suitcase without even folding them. She was rushing—desperate to get out.Something inside me snapped.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, stepping forward.Scarlet didn’t even look at me. “What does it look like, Alex?”Her voice was calm, but I could hear the rage simmering beneath it.I clenched my jaw, my hands twitching at my sides. “You don’t have anywhere else to go.”She froze for half a second, then zipped up the suitcase and yanked it off the bed. “That’s not your problem,” she muttered, pushing past me.But I grabbed her wrist, stopping her in place. “You’re not going anywhere,” I growled.She jerked her arm back, her eyes blazing with defiance. “Yes, I am.”I exhaled sharply, my patience running thin. “You’re acting like a damn child.”She let
Scarlet’s POVI saw it.The fakeness, the act, the carefully placed tremble in Sienna’s voice.She was playing the victim, like she always did.And Ryan, like the idiot he was, was falling for it.I clenched my fists, rage burning through me.I was done.I didn’t care who was watching.I didn’t care if this made things worse.All I knew was that I was sick of Sienna’s games.Before she could continue her performance, my hand flew out again, slapping her across the face.Hard.A sharp gasp rippled through the hallway.But I didn’t stop there.This time, my nails dug into her skin, scratching a deep line across her perfect, lying face.Sienna let out a shocked scream, her hands flying to her cheek.“You—” she choked out, her eyes widening in horror as she felt the scratch. “You scratched me?!”I let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Oh, don’t act so surprised, Sienna,” I sneered. “You’ve been clawing at my life for years. Consider this payback.”Her nostrils flared, and for a split second,
SIENNA'S POVI watched Scarlet run out of the office, her shoulders shaking, her sobs barely contained.And I smiled.Everything was falling into place perfectly.Her reputation? Destroyed.Her place in the family? Gone.Her hope that Alex would stand by her? Shattered.I folded my arms, tilting my head as my parents sighed in frustration before turning to me.“I tried,” I said softly, my voice dripping with fake concern. “I really did. But Scarlet… she just wouldn’t listen.”My mother let out a heavy breath. “We should have known. She always had a rebellious streak.”My father nodded. “This is what happens when you let a child have too much freedom. Look at what she’s done.”I pressed my lips together, pretending to be heartbroken. “I’ll talk to her again,” I offered. “Maybe if I just reason with her—”“No,” my mother interrupted, shaking her head. “She needs to understand the consequences of her actions. She needs to fix this herself.”I nodded, biting back my smirk. That’s exactly
Scarlet's POVMy heart pounded, my breath uneven as I shoved Alex away. My body trembled—not from fear, but from the overwhelming emotions that burned through me.I needed to get away.I scrambled off the bed, fixing my wrinkled blouse with shaking hands, and rushed for the door.But I barely made it two steps before his hand wrapped around my wrist, yanking me back.“Let go,” I hissed, twisting against his grip.His jaw clenched, his eyes burning with pure possession. “You think you can just walk out after this?” His voice was low, dangerous.I struggled, refusing to meet his gaze. “This was a mistake,” I forced out. “Everything about this is wrong.”His fingers tightened around my wrist, and he yanked me back, making me collide with his hard chest. My breath hitched, his scent consuming me.“Look at me,” he ordered.I refused.He growled in frustration. “You still don’t get it, do you?” His voice was raw, filled with something darker, deeper. “You can try to leave, Scarlet. You can