I took one step forward, then froze. Demi's words replayed in my head: someone had a secret. Could it be him, the guy I just spotted?If so, was he wrapped up in the Drago family's shady business too?The thought of the Johnstons and Dragos teaming up to take out my parents made my blood boil. I was so caught up, I didn't notice someone behind me until Cole's voice broke through."Lost on the way to the restroom?" he teased.Snapping out of it, I played it cool. "Nah, just got my period. Need supplies."His smirk was straight-up smug. "What a coincidence. I'll have someone grab them for you."And he actually did. A staffer brought me some pads, leaving me no choice but to take a quick restroom break and roll with it.By the time I got back, Cole's so-called "models" had already lined up. All six feet tall, ripped, and ridiculously good-looking, like they'd been plucked straight out of some glossy magazine ad.They greeted me, perfectly synchronized."These guys are pros," Cole
I grabbed Wayne's collar and yanked him down, locking eyes with him as I slurred, "Hayden, you finally showed up... You jerk. What took you so long?"His face hardened, and his grip on my wrist tightened. "Rea, you're drunk. I'm not Hayden.""No, you are Hayden," I said, tracing the curve of his brow with my finger. "You've changed. You don't love me anymore... You left me..."If there's one thing men can't stand, it's being someone else's substitute. And for Wayne, who'd always had feelings for me? My words were like twisting a knife straight into his heart.Pain shot through my shoulder as he pinched it, giving me a small shake. "Look at me. Who am I?"I stared at him for a beat, then let my lips quiver as I broke into full-on sobbing."Hayden, you're such a jerk!" I wailed, tears streaming. "You're the worst! Why are you bullying me?"Tears: the ultimate trump card. Like clockwork, Wayne's grip on my shoulder loosened.I threw a few weak punches at his chest, more for show t
Moments later, Jace barged in, heading straight for the bedroom without even glancing at me on the couch.Wayne wiped the corner of his mouth. For a split second, I saw it—a faint smear of red.Jace returned, and Wayne, as unbothered as ever, spoke up. "You don't always have to assume the worst of me."Jace's eyes finally landed on me. His tense expression eased slightly when he saw I was still fully clothed, but his voice stayed sharp. "You shouldn't have gone after her."Wayne grabbed a tissue, dabbing at his mouth before strolling to the liquor cabinet. He poured himself a drink, taking a slow sip. "She came after me," he replied, calm as ever.His words sent a chill through me. Had he figured out I was trying to get close to him on purpose?"Or is it you who's been watching her all along?" Jace fired back, cutting straight to the chase.Wayne leaned casually against the cabinet, the top two buttons of his shirt undone, giving him an almost devil-may-care edge. "Don't forget,
So, who could I actually turn to for help in exposing the Drago family's shady business?Yara came to mind first, but she was a Drago.She had a strong sense of justice and used to work alongside Hayden, but with him gone, I doubted she'd lift a finger to help me now. The Drago family was her bloodline, her safety net. I couldn't see her betraying them, no matter how noble she once seemed.Then there was Sasha. She'd told me before how much she hated Thorsten, but after the way she stabbed me in the back last time, trusting her again would be delulu. If anything, she'd sell me out before I got a word in.After running through every option, I came up empty. But the Drago family's operation needed to be stopped. This wasn't just about avenging my parents anymore—it was about saving the countless women they'd exploited and destroyed.Demi's story hadn't been detailed, but it was enough to reveal a twisted pattern.The Dragos had created an insidious network. They groomed men like De
When Lena saw me, her eyes widened. "Did you mug someone last night or something?"Even with makeup, my dark circles were glaringly obvious. I didn't bother pretending. "Just couldn't sleep."Lena didn't pry further, probably assuming it was about Hayden again."Where's Nate? Why isn't he here?" I asked, steering the conversation. I'd invited Nate to discuss something about Yuna."What, missing him already?" Lena teased."Yep, been pining away for him forever," I shot back, grinning.She poured me a glass of water and slid it across the table. "He got called in to check out some case for a friend. Said he'd swing by after he's done."I sipped the water. "So, how did meeting his parents go? All smooth?""Smooth enough. My parents love him—already pushing us to tie the knot as soon as possible."Her tone was far from excited.I'd known her long enough to catch it instantly."You don't sound too thrilled about that.""It's not that I'm unhappy. It's just... everything feels ru
Tanya had been trying to outdo me forever, but honestly, all she'd managed was digging herself deeper into her own mess.This was on her, 100%, but would she ever own up to it? Nah. She'd just blame me like always.And me? I showed up tonight for one reason—to stir the pot, to make her hate me even more.She avoided me the whole time I was there, which was classic Tanya. But just as I was about to leave, I made sure to call her over.She walked up, looking like she was about to bite my head off. "Keira, I'm not serving you," she snapped.At least she had her pride. Props for that. Imagine turning down my money."I want to sign up for a VIP membership—the yearlong one. If you're not gonna help me, find someone who will." I leaned into the moment, letting the weight of my wallet do the talking.A VIP membership here meant Tanya would pocket 25 percent of the fee. If I threw down $30k, that was, like, two months of her salary. She'd feel that."You think flashing some cash makes y
Hooking Tanya was easy. Buying the bar? Not so much.This place was booming every night, packed with customers. No sane owner would hand it over without a fight.I needed a different angle.Sure, I could've looped in the Johnstons and made it a done deal. But that wasn't happening. I was done with them.So, I called Ron. The second I finished explaining, he hit me with, "If you wanna be a boss, I'll step aside."Typical Ron—chill to the point of reckless. Giving up a cushy gig without blinking? He made life look so easy.I laughed it off. "I'm not looking to run the place. I just don't want to pay for my drinks every time I show up."He snorted. "Ms. Kay, the money you're thinking of dropping on this could fund your drinking habit for, like, ten lifetimes."He teased, but then his tone shifted. "Don't be impulsive. Owning a bar isn't just a fun side hustle.""I know what I'm doing," I cut in before he could go full dad-mode. "Just tell me if you've got any connections to the o
Wayne's brows pulled together. "I know you're still struggling with losing Hayden, but don't punish yourself like this. If you're ever feeling lonely or overwhelmed, you can come to me."His eyes locked on mine, full of sincerity.But that kind of sincerity? It wasn't comforting—it was suffocating, like a weight threatening to pull me under.I lowered my gaze slightly. "Wayne, I don't want to see you and Jace at odds. He's already reached out to—""You don't need to worry about that. I'll handle it," Wayne cut in, reaching out to hold my hand.The warmth of his touch sent an icy chill through me. I wanted to pull away, but I forced myself to stay put, meeting his gaze with a flicker of unease. "You know how your parents feel about this... They're against it too."Wayne shook his head. "I've told you before—missing my chance with you once was more than enough. This time, I don't care if the whole world is against us."Wayne's love had crossed the line into obsession.My chest ti
“To put it simply, when I’m with him, my heartbeat isn’t the same. I know what that means. But our relationship is what it is. Even if there’s no blood relation, it’s still not possible,” Lena admitted, finally revealing her feelings. Her ties and concerns all revolved around Aaron’s identity. “What if he could handle everything? Including your parents and grandparents?” Keira pressed further. Lena gave a bitter smile. “And could he stop others from gossiping?” “Are you living for others? Who doesn’t talk about others, and who hasn’t been talked about behind their back?” Keira tried to reason with her. “Rea, humans are social creatures. It’s impossible not to care what others think,” Lena sighed, blowing at her bangs and sending them flying upward. At that moment, Nina ran over, her face brimming with joy. “I found a drawing on a leaf!” She held up a leaf and pointed to it. “Doesn’t this look like a turtle lying down?” She wasn’t wrong—it really did look like a turtle.
Keira knew Sasha had no ill intentions, but what about others? In this society, there were very few who genuinely wanted the best for you. Even if they wished you well, they rarely wanted you to do better than them. Had she been too high-profile lately? Did she provoke envy and jealousy? Actually, she hadn’t done anything to promote herself—not even for this little courtyard. But she couldn’t control the guests who came here and spread the word. Maybe the stalker Hayden mentioned showed up because of this. Sasha only left in the afternoon, but Nina refused to go no matter what. She insisted on staying with Keira. Since Keira had already promised to take her out to play, she let her stay. Besides, Nina was well-behaved and not mischievous. Her lively energy brought a unique vitality to the courtyard. When Lena arrived, Nina stood at the entrance and greeted her adorably, “Welcome!” “Oh my, where did this little beauty come from? Is your boss hiring child laborers now?
After Keira's checkup, Hayden returned. The first thing Keira did was look him over from head to toe, relieved to find he hadn’t acquired any new injuries. “Did you get anything out of him?” “He confessed he was broke and was looking to steal some money,” Hayden replied. “That simple?” Lena was skeptical. Keira doubted it too, and judging by Hayden’s expression, he wasn’t convinced either. She looked at him, seeking confirmation. “Do you think that’s all there is to it?” “This man does have a prior record of theft and robbery,” Hayden said. “I let him go but had someone tail him. We’ll investigate further by tracking his contacts.” With that, he took the checkup report from Lena. Lena explained, “It’s nothing serious, just pregnancy-related. Make sure she gets foot massages, soaks her feet, and avoids standing too much.” After the checkup was completed, Keira arranged for Lena to visit them later at the courtyard and left with Hayden. - When they arrived at the courty
“What happened? Did you get into a fight?” That was Keira's first reaction upon seeing Hayden’s injury. Lena glanced at his wound. “Come over and sit down. I’ll take care of it for you.” “It’s nothing,” Hayden brushed off the offer and turned to Keira instead. “You were right. Someone was watching us from the courtyard.” Keira's heart skipped a beat. “What? Did they follow us to the hospital?” “Yes, I caught them. I’ll get to the bottom of this soon.” A cold, menacing glint flashed in Hayden’s eyes—something Keira hadn’t seen in a long time. The fact that he was injured meant whoever had been following them wasn’t ordinary. A shiver ran down Keira's spine. But at least they’d caught the person. “How’s the checkup? Is everything okay?” Despite the situation, Hayden’s first concern was still his wife. Knowing he had just dealt with the stalker, Keira decided not to mention the additional tests Lena had ordered. “It’s fine. With Lena here, what could possibly go wrong?”
Aaron had a knack for handling people, never revealing all his cards at once. "I'm pursuing Lil' Lena," he said calmly. Ron's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. A few seconds later, he finally reacted, and everything became clear. Lena had asked him to play the role of her boyfriend. Out of respect for her privacy, he hadn’t pried into the reason. Later, he’d asked Hayden, who simply told him to go along with it and not ask too many questions. Now he understood—it was because Aaron was pursuing her. “You’re already aware of my situation with her,” Aaron continued. “This process won’t be smooth, so it’s a good idea for her to use you as a stand-in boyfriend for now.” Ron understood perfectly. His role was to act as a cover, fooling the fake mother-in-law like yesterday while giving Aaron and Lena space to start a secret relationship. This was precisely Aaron’s plan. He wanted Lena to first accept him, to spend time together, and build their connection before
This question—"Willing?"—kept echoing in Lena’s mind. It haunted her so much that she spent yet another sleepless night. Her answer was clear: she couldn’t. She knew Aaron had made his move and wouldn’t give up easily. But she simply couldn’t agree. And if she didn’t say yes, there was nothing he could do about it. Besides, she truly saw him as her younger uncle—there was no way she could see him as a boyfriend. “Dr. Lane, not sleeping well lately?” the hospital director asked as soon as he saw her. One glance, and he could tell she looked exhausted. “A bit of insomnia,” Lena admitted honestly. “Is it because you don’t have a boyfriend? Want me to introduce you to a few?” The director, ever so responsible, even took it upon himself to worry about her personal life. Lena glanced at the sparse hair on his head and chuckled. “Director, I’ll find someone myself. No need for you to concern yourself.” Aaron hadn’t gotten an answer from her, nor had he pursued her aggressively
"I've thought about it, and I have a plan. I’ll make them accept it. This is something I need to consider. You don’t have to worry," Aaron said with a tone of responsibility. Lena fell silent. A few seconds later, she replied, "Even if they accept it, I can't... Uncle, I’ve always seen you as my uncle and never felt anything else." Ron’s apartment was on the fifth floor, giving Lena a clear view of his face. His expression was slightly tense as he continued looking up at her. Though she couldn’t see his eyes, she could still feel the depth of emotion in them, and the loneliness he must have felt after being rejected. Lena lowered her gaze, unable to watch any longer. "Uncle, we have such a good relationship, don’t ruin it, please." "Do you know how many years I’ve liked you?" Aaron suddenly asked. Lena’s heart skipped a beat. How many years had he liked her? Did that mean he’d had feelings for her all along? But he had never mentioned it, and she had never sensed it. He
"Cough, cough..." Lena started coughing uncontrollably as Ron casually spoke. Even a real son-in-law wouldn’t start calling his girlfriend’s mother "Mom" right away, let alone someone pretending to be one. Lena stared at him blankly, and Ron winked at her with a gesture that seemed to say "Don’t worry." He then turned to speak to Briana on the phone. "Mom, I’ve been with Lena for a few months now. She’s been too shy to introduce me to you because she was afraid you wouldn’t approve of me... Yes, yes, we’re basically an underground couple." Lena rolled her eyes in disbelief. What kind of nonsense was this? She tried to grab his phone, not wanting to hear any more of his fabrication, but Ron dodged and continued speaking to Briana. "Mom, I’m really her boyfriend, not fake... Otherwise, why would she be here with me so late at night, right?" Ron certainly had a way with words, and Lena realized that asking him to pretend to be her boyfriend might be the best decision she’d made
Lena took a deep breath. As expected, her mother was not going to let this slide, but she still didn’t give up and continued testing her. "So why is it okay for others but not for me?" Briana scoffed. "If you’re looking for a man ten years older, are you looking for a husband or another father? And if you want someone younger, they’re not even of legal age yet—are you planning to take advantage of them? And what’s with all this talk about uncles or cousins? You want your dad and me to jump into the river?" Lena deflated. If she were to really get together with Aaron, they wouldn’t need to jump into a river—their blood pressure would probably be enough to do them in. "Lena, have you done something that goes against ethics and morals?" As sharp as ever, her mother quickly turned the tables and started questioning her. "What are you talking about? What could I have done? You tell me," Lena denied with all the confidence she could muster. Briana didn’t believe her. "Really? If yo