DianaAfter the call with Marcus, my mind spiraled, consumed by thoughts I couldn’t escape. A heavy foreboding settled over me.Marcus was right—I had been dragging this out for too long, and it was beginning to unravel me. The longer I delayed, the harder it seemed.My thoughts shifted into planning mode and my fingers pinched the skin between my thumb and forefinger in an attempt to focus. What I had against Eddie was damning enough to destroy him—if Asher would believe me. That was the catch. A tingling sensation spread through my chest. It was a combination of anxiety and fear.A darker thought crept in, chilling me to the bone. The shock of my lies would devastate him. If he knew I wasn’t Lila, he might never have touched me. He might even search for Lila’s body, wherever it was, just to give her the proper rites as custom demanded.I knew he wouldn’t take my confession lightly. Asher was a king who ruled by principles, and I’d broken them all. He would punish me—of that, I had
Diana"I'm afraid the boys will have to sleep over tonight," Dr. Thomas explained. "Even though we've removed the poison from their system, we need to keep them under supervision for a while to make sure they are fully recovered.""Oh, of course. Whatever is best for them. Do whatever it takes to make sure they are okay," Asher said while I stood by the door.Asher's eyes met mine and held. I looked away. His anger had subsided, and I knew he was remorseful for yelling at me earlier—I could see it in the way he looked at me.I was even angrier with myself for reacting to his scolding in that manner. If I could feel so bad that he scolded me for something I could take the blame for—after all, I was the one who made dinner—how much worse would it be when the big truth comes to light?I was acting overly spoiled and entitled to an apology I didn’t deserve."Mom! Dad!" Josh called out. I rushed toward him immediately, going over to hug him."Hey, strong champ. How do you feel now?""I fee
Diana I leaned into Asher, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest as he toyed with my hair. His genand the way his fingers traced through the strands, made me feel so loved and cherished. That ws whyrt so much that he got mad at me. The contrast between his anger and his tenderness was jarring, and I struggled to reconcile it.“There’s not reI atey much to say, other than the fact that I grew up in a dysfunctional home. My mom was always cheating, and my dad…well, he just pretended not to notice. Whenever they weren’t around, which was most of the time, they left me with the nanny. She didn’t even have time for me.momentarilya kid, and I was left to figure things out on my own.”He paused, his fingers slowing in my hair as though caught in the mem ory. “I almost died when I was eight. Ate something I wasn’t supposed to eat—no one was watching me.”My heart clenched as he spoke. Compassion washed over me, off-timingenly understood his reaction.“I’m so sorry,” I said softly.H
DianaMy knuckles were raw and bloodied from the assault. I was consumed by intense anger, feeling like it was burning out of control inside me. I couldn’t stop myself as I unleashed my fury on Lisa.A small part of me feared that she might somehow overpower me, but that fear was drowned out by my deadly rage.How could anyone in their right mind do this to children? Innocent children who had done nothing wrong. It was unforgivable.Curled up on the floor, she tried to shield herself from more harm. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I glared at her with nothing but raw hatred.Blood trickled from a cut above her brow, staining her cheek and pooling at the corner of her swollen lips. Her bruised eye fluttered weakly, struggling to open and focus on me.“You’re going to kill me,” she whispered hoarsely,
DianaTheodore was in one of the private living rooms when I arrived. I stood outside and my fingers grazed the wall to steady my racing heart.The faint murmur of his voice inside made my stomach twist in knots, and for a moment, I almost turned back. But I was running out of time. Chickening out wasn’t an option anymore.With a deep breath, I pushed away from the doorway and stepped into the room. He was seated in a chair near the fireplace and didn’t notice me at first. His focus was elsewhere, but the faint sound of my footsteps drew his attention.Glancing up, his face lit up with a welcoming smile."I hope I’m not interrupting," I said quietly."Not at all, darling. Come in," he replied warmly. "I was sent for. I hope all is well?""All is well," I lied, forcing the words out as my feet fe
Diana“Who else knows about this?" Theodore’s voice grew harder. His brow furrowed and his face held an uncertainty and a glimmer of desperate hope that what I said wasn't true. That I would burst into laughter and say it was all a joke.I bit my lip, and my gaze dropped to the floor as shame weighed heavily on me."Your wife knows," I admitted softly. "Eddie knows too."He said nothing. From beneath the curtain of my hair, I watched him tilt his head slightly. He stood abruptly, his feet shuffling as if his body couldn’t contain the weight of what he was processing. The DNA results remained clutched in his hand, rumpled from his grip."And you expect me to believe this?" he asked with hurt in his tone."You can ask them," I replied softly.For a moment, he stared at nothing. I could tell how overwhelming thi
DianaHours after Theodore left, I remained seated in that living room, lost in thought.My body felt heavy, my shoulders slumped forward, and my head bowed.Theodore hadn’t given me a clear answer—not a yes, not a no—on whether he would help me. Yet, despite the uncertainty, a strange lightness settled over me. At least I had told him the truth.Still, I was doubtful. Theodore looked like a man who could easily be silenced, someone who had been overshadowed for years by his wife’s greed.What if Eddie saw him as a liability now? What if he decided to eliminate Theodore to further his selfish interests?He had taught me something invaluable: never to underestimate those who seem weak. Sometimes good people possess a hidden reserve of strength, waiting for the right moment to strike.A bitter smile tug
DianaThe maid’s announcement that Theodore was downstairs slithered through my mind. My fingers trembled slightly as I tied my hair into a loose bun, and the elastic snapped back against my skin.The mirror stared back at me, reflecting my appearance.I inhaled deeply, feeling the air scrape against my throat. My steps toward the staircase were slow, like a soldier bracing for battle.Before I could gather myself completely, Jaden and Josh zipped past me like lightning bolts. Their laughter filled the house. Josh stumbled but steadied himself and pushed forward, refusing to lose to his brother.By the time I reached the middle of the staircase, the boys had already flung themselves at their grandpa and their excited voices bubbled over.Theodore’s smile was wide and bright, but it didn’t reach his eyes. I saw the heavy sorrow and weariness lurking in
DianaThey shoved me into a musty dungeon, and I stumbled forward as the heavy iron door slammed shut behind me. My wrists, raw and sore from the guards' grip, throbbed as I struggled to regain my balance.My chest tightened, and my breaths came in sharp gasps as I tried to adjust to the darkness surrounding me. The air reeked of decay and rusted metal, thick and almost choking. I scanned the space desperately, taking in the bars that caged me and the narrow window high on the wall that offered only a faint reminder of the outside world.In the silence, faint sounds reached my ears—a low murmur, a harsh cough from another cell. These were the sounds of the condemned, and now I was one of them.My legs gave way, and I sank to the cold ground, pressing my back against the wall as fear clawed at me. My mind raced, but I forced myself to focus on Asher. He had a plan. He alw
Diana My heart brimmed with a heavy ache I couldn’t escape. Everything I had feared was now unfolding before my eyes. I stood frozen under Asher's gaze, unable to move or think clearly. At that moment, no one else mattered. My legs trembled, barely strong enough to keep me standing.Every fiber of my being screamed at me to run and save myself. His eyes, usually so warm and inviting, now burned with a dangerous blend of anger, disappointment, and his love.Sweat trickled down my neck. Without thinking, I spun on my heel and bolted toward the stairs. The thunder of his footsteps sounded behind me. I didn’t stop. I didn’t stumble. I knew I couldn’t outrun him, but I had to try.I made it halfway down the staircase before his strong arm snaked around my waist. In one motion, he pulled me back and spun me around. My back met the wall firmly, and I found myself face-to-face with him. His presence was overwhelming, his intensity almost suffocating, as he held me there, leaving me no room
Asher Before joining the feast, I had an emergency at the Government House where one of my informants had information. My table was surrounded by four people—three of the high-ranking officials and one advisor."We need to do something, Your Highness," Luis, my informant, said, looking at me with alert eyes. "There's been movement and more whispers of alliances being formed. The doom will fall sooner than you think."The others exchanged uneasy glances. I leaned back in my chair, apparently intrigued rather than alarmed."What else is new?" I said.Luis looked slightly disturbed that I was taking this lightly."They're targeting your decisions and painting you as soft. That bastard Eddie is leading this endeavor."My lips twitched into a humorless smile. Instead of the reaction my council expected, I had enough evidence, records, and testimonies from other informants to pin Eddie, so it was nothing new."This is a grave matter," one of the high-ranking officials said. "Eddie is your
DianaThe kitchen was filled with the smells of roasting meats and fresh pastries. Every surface was alive with activity, each maid and helper deeply engrossed in their assigned tasks.I picked up a freshly baked loaf of bread cooling nearby, broke off a piece, and nibbled on it absentmindedly. The warmth and slight crunch of the crust soothed me.Asher had insisted on throwing a feast to celebrate the pregnancy, inviting council members and other high-ranking packmates. He’d gone all out, even commissioning an expensive couture dress for me—a royal blue dress covered in diamonds that sparkled like the stars.Despite the excitement in the castle, I was preoccupied with worries and fears. The plan Theodore and I had made was about to unfold. I felt a storm brewing inside, with fear eating me up.The thought of confronting Asher with this truth was suf
DianaThe queasy churning in my stomach jolted me awake. Cold sweat coated my skin, and I clapped a hand over my mouth, trying to steady the rising bile. It was no use. I bolted from the bed, rushing to the bathroom as my stomach rebelled against me.Asher, ever the light sleeper, was already stirring. He sat up groggily, looking concerned“Are you okay?” he called out, worried.Unable to speak, I doubled over the toilet as the sound of retching filled the quiet room. Moments later, I felt his presence beside me. He knelt without hesitation, gently pulling my hair back and securing it with one hand.“I’ve got you, darling,” he murmured softly as he tried to comfort me.When the nausea finally stopped, I leaned back against the wall, utterly spent.Asher handed me a glass of water. The cool glass f
EddieA triumphant smile spread across my face, and I stood up straighter, feeling a thrilling rush of excitement.Victory, a potent feeling, drove me forward.The room was electric with purpose as I paced with my hands clasped behind my back, like a predator ready to strike.The table was a war zone, covered in blueprints and photos of a detailed plan of attack, each one carefully marked with red marks.My eyes scanned the plans, as my mind raced ahead. The three people with me were more than just accomplices - they were devoted to our mission, their eyes fixed intently on the plans as they shared my vision.I tapped my finger against a photo of Asher's study. “The west entrance is the weak point. That’s our window.”“What about the cameras?” George, one of the accomplices, leaned forward, adjusting hi
DianaThe maid’s announcement that Theodore was downstairs slithered through my mind. My fingers trembled slightly as I tied my hair into a loose bun, and the elastic snapped back against my skin.The mirror stared back at me, reflecting my appearance.I inhaled deeply, feeling the air scrape against my throat. My steps toward the staircase were slow, like a soldier bracing for battle.Before I could gather myself completely, Jaden and Josh zipped past me like lightning bolts. Their laughter filled the house. Josh stumbled but steadied himself and pushed forward, refusing to lose to his brother.By the time I reached the middle of the staircase, the boys had already flung themselves at their grandpa and their excited voices bubbled over.Theodore’s smile was wide and bright, but it didn’t reach his eyes. I saw the heavy sorrow and weariness lurking in
DianaHours after Theodore left, I remained seated in that living room, lost in thought.My body felt heavy, my shoulders slumped forward, and my head bowed.Theodore hadn’t given me a clear answer—not a yes, not a no—on whether he would help me. Yet, despite the uncertainty, a strange lightness settled over me. At least I had told him the truth.Still, I was doubtful. Theodore looked like a man who could easily be silenced, someone who had been overshadowed for years by his wife’s greed.What if Eddie saw him as a liability now? What if he decided to eliminate Theodore to further his selfish interests?He had taught me something invaluable: never to underestimate those who seem weak. Sometimes good people possess a hidden reserve of strength, waiting for the right moment to strike.A bitter smile tug
Diana“Who else knows about this?" Theodore’s voice grew harder. His brow furrowed and his face held an uncertainty and a glimmer of desperate hope that what I said wasn't true. That I would burst into laughter and say it was all a joke.I bit my lip, and my gaze dropped to the floor as shame weighed heavily on me."Your wife knows," I admitted softly. "Eddie knows too."He said nothing. From beneath the curtain of my hair, I watched him tilt his head slightly. He stood abruptly, his feet shuffling as if his body couldn’t contain the weight of what he was processing. The DNA results remained clutched in his hand, rumpled from his grip."And you expect me to believe this?" he asked with hurt in his tone."You can ask them," I replied softly.For a moment, he stared at nothing. I could tell how overwhelming thi