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Contemporary
Fast-Paced Plot
First-Person POV
CEO
Protective
Goodgirl
Second Chance
Forbidden Love
Love-Triangle
“Damn it, Viola! Do you even hear yourself? You’re miserable, and you’re pretending it’s normal!” Logan says, clenching his fists beside him. I drag in a shaky breath. “What do you want me to do, Logan? Just leave my marriage?” “Yes!” I freeze. He steps closer. “Leave. And let me love you the way you deserve.” *** She thought heartbreak was the worst thing he could do to her. Then he came back. Three years ago, Logan Reynolds chose ambition over love, leaving Viola McCoy behind—and breaking her heart in the process. Determined to move on, she made a choice—one that led her into the arms of Julian Cruz, a man who vowed to love her but only saw her as a means to an end. Now, trapped in a loveless marriage, Viola endures the whispers, the neglect, and the bruises she hides beneath designer sleeves. But when Logan returns as the new CEO of Reynolds Publishing—her boss—Viola’s carefully constructed world begins to crack. He sees through her forced smiles and polite lies. He soon realizes the woman he left behind is still fighting to be heard. Logan is determined to save her. Viola? She’s certain she can’t be saved. But in the middle of stolen glances, midnight confessions, and the words they can’t say out loud, one question remains: Can love be rewritten, or are some stories doomed to end the same way twice?
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Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine After
Viola McCoy The ceiling hasn’t changed since the last time I looked at it. I let my eyes blur until it’s all white and meaningless again. The sun has long since set behind the thick curtains I never pulled open. I know I’m late for work. I know people are probably wondering where I am. But I just... can’t move.My body feels like it’s been dragged underwater and left there—heavy, slow, feverish. The rain that beat against me last night must’ve won. But worse than the cold lodged in my bones is the guilt in my chest. Logan kissed me. No. I kissed him too. I didn’t pull away. I didn’t stop him. I let it happen. And worse, I felt something.I roll over too fast and nearly fall off the bed. My forehead burns as I press it to the edge of my pillow. I feel like I’m being slowly cooked from the inside out, but the pit in my stomach is colder than anything. I kissed Logan. I let myself want him.There’s a light knock on the door. Julian?I lift my head slowly. He left me at the part
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Letting go
Viola McCoy Logan starts the car, the sound of the rain intensifying as it pelts the roof. I can’t look at him. My heart is still racing, and I’m not sure if I can handle whatever it is I’m feeling right now. Why is he still here? Why did he stay when everyone else left? “You stayed behind?” My voice is shaky, and I hate it. I hate that I can’t even ask without sounding like I don’t understand why. Logan glances at me. “I saw when Julian’s car drove off, I didn’t see you next to him. Plus, you ran down the hallway and never came out, so I thought you passed out somewhere.” He was looking for me? My heart flips in my chest. I bite my lip to keep it together, but my hands still tremble in my lap. “Do you still feel cold?” he asks after a moment, glancing over at me. I shake my head, trying to act like I’m fine, but I’m not. I’m anything but fine. The rain is still hammering the car. Logan passes his coat to me, and I take it, wrapping it around my shoulders. But even the wa
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Savior
Viola McCoy My head is pounding. I can’t think straight as I glance between Logan and the man. I immediately rush to the bathroom and lock the door behind me. There’s a raging ache inside my skull. My head throbs relentlessly, and the spinning inside my mind is too much to handle. I feel like I’m drowning in the noise of my own thoughts. I lean over the sink, splashing cold water on my face, hoping it’ll snap me out of the haze. I stare at my reflection, wiping my face with the towel. But the moment my eyes close, I see it—“would you want to have your hands all over me?” My heart stops in my chest. I snap my eyes open, forcing myself to breathe. What the hell was that? Who did I say that to? Why can’t I remember? I hold my head in my hands, but the pain only intensifies. Minutes pass. Hours? I don’t know. Time feels irrelevant right now, just like my thoughts. I sit down on the bathroom floor, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to make sense of everything, but nothing seems to
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Sober
Logan Reynolds I almost laugh at the absurdity of it. “No, silly,” I say. “You.”She looks at me. “Oh wow. The great Logan Reynolds is in love with me.”She says it like it’s a joke. Like the idea of me loving her is some hilarious concept. And I can only smile, not because it’s funny—but because she wouldn’t believe me sober. She walks back to the seat, humming some random tune, with her steps light and a little wobbly. I follow her, taking a seat beside her again. “No, for real,” I say quietly. “I love you.”“Yes, yes,” she replies with a flutter of her hand like she’s swatting away my confession. I smile again, but it’s a sad one. Because I know she wouldn’t remember. Or worse, she’d remember and convince herself she misheard. That I didn’t mean it.The wind picks up, carrying the smell of rain. It might rain tonight because it’s starting to get chilly. I shrug off my coat and drape it around her shoulders.“I’m fine,” she says, pulling it tighter anyway.“It’s chilly,” I
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Cute Drunk
Logan Reynolds“Hey, Logan,” she says, smiling at me like I didn’t ruin everything.It’s... weird. Sweet, but weird. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are glassy.“You alright?” I step closer, placing a steady hand on her bare shoulder. Her skin is warm and so soft.She wobbles slightly. “Why wouldn’t I be?”“You’re drunk.”“I’m no. You are.”I can’t help it, I laugh. “Still cute when you’re drunk.”A memory hits me out of nowhere. Viola drunk, barefoot on my bed, singing five different love songs off-key for hours. Just standing on the mattress, doing little twirls and holding an invisible mic. The next morning she couldn’t talk. Said her throat felt like sandpaper.My lips twitch at the memory.She starts to walk away and I follow her, because what the hell else am I supposed to do?“Vi, do you even know where you’re going?”“Obviously not,” she says with a giggle, nearly walking into a plant.We end up on a balcony. The night is quiet here, away from the hum of clinking glasse
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Meet
Logan Reynolds She drove off the second she saw me. Didn’t even hesitate. Just got in her car and peeled out like I was something she needed to escape from.It’s been like that for days now. Viola's been avoiding me so hard, I’m starting to hate myself for even trying. No eye contact. No small talk. And the thing that stings the most? I deserve it. I held my tongue. I played it safe when I should’ve been honest. I watched her unravel and didn’t step in. I just let it happen.I've been pouring everything into work, burying myself in reports, calls, late nights at the office like productivity can drown out the ache. It doesn’t help. None of it does.She’s in my head. All the time. And when she’s not, the silence she leaves behind is louder than any noise.I pull into my driveway, grab my coat off the passenger seat and slam the door shut. The porch light’s off. Huh. That’s odd. Bonnie’s usually here, raiding my fridge and yelling at me about my lack of social life.I punch
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Networking Event
Viola McCoy I’ve been avoiding Logan like he’s the plague and I’m patient zero trying not to relapse.At work, I pretend like he doesn’t exist. I don’t look in his direction during meetings. I take the stairs just to avoid running into him in the elevator. I even wear sunglasses at lunch so I can keep my eyes on my plate and not the damn glass wall separating his office from mine.But none of it helps. Because Logan Reynolds is still there—in the corner of my mind, in the tightness of my chest, in the stupid flutter I get every time I think about those notes.God, those notes.They were sweet and haunting and felt like safety. And, I had let myself believe in them. I let myself need them. I let them fill the quiet spaces my marriage left hollow.But it wasn’t Romeo112 I fell for, it was Logan. And that’s the problem. Because Logan is wrong for me. He makes me feel. Too deeply, too quickly, too much. And I can’t afford to feel too much.Not when my life is already barely ho
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Regret
Logan Reynolds She walks away, and I let her.I stand there like some kind of statue, cemented to the spot. I didn’t expect her to smile. I didn’t expect her to fall into my arms or whisper thank you in that low voice that’s haunted me every night since Paris.But I didn’t expect this... finality either.That look in her eyes, it gutted me. Disappointment and betrayal wrapped in that sharp, beautiful sadness only Viola McCoy knows how to wear so gracefully.God, I’m such a fool.I shove my hands in my pockets and start walking, not even sure where I’m headed. Just need to move. Everything she said is playing in my head on a loop.“I made room for you in places I didn’t know were empty.”And I filled them with lies. Cowardice dressed up as kindness. I thought I was helping. That’s the part that really kills me. I told myself I was doing a good thing. I watched her quietly spiral in that marriage, watched her hide behind polite smiles. And I thought, what if I gave her something goo
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Capturing Viola: His Wife Is Mine Disappointed
Viola McCoyI blink once. Then again. My feet stop moving, but my heart won’t. No. No, this can’t be happening. That’s not… My lips part but no words come out. Logan? He’s just standing there under the warm morning light. The hood still covers over half his face, but I don’t need the light to confirm it. I know those eyes. I’ve spent enough time trying to look away from them.“Viola,” he says. It’s just my name. Two syllables. But it hits me like a confession. I feel like I’m trapped in a slow-motion dream. The kind that should end with me waking up in a cold sweat and realizing everything is fine. But everything is not fine. The wind is cool, but I feel heat spreading across my chest, crawling up my neck. My pulse is erratic, thumping. The bouquet. The notes. All of it... him. “You’re Romeo112?” I manage to say.He doesn’t answer immediately. His silence is loud. “I was going to tell you,” he finally says. I want to laugh, but my chest tightens instead. I cross my a
Last Updated : 2025-04-10
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Viola McCoy He didn’t show up. He never has. But this time, I really thought he would. A knot forms at the pit of my stomach. Why did I let myself hope this time? Maybe because I had woken up to Julian, my husband, holding a bouquet of flowers and waiting to hand them to me as soon as I’d woken up.Even though it’s my birthday, I hadn’t expected him to do something special for me. He’s not done something special for me in a long long time. But still, that simple gesture—coupled with the special dinner he’d said he planned for both of us this evening—had made me hope he really meant every word he said.But he didn’t. And now, I’m sitting alone at Chilvary Restaurant, staring at the untouched candle on my cake. I exhale slowly, forcing down the sting of humiliation. I can leave. I should leave. But instead, I continue to sit there, waiting, just like I always do. The restaurant doors swing open, and for a brief, stupid second, I think it’s him. It isn’t. The candle on my c...
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