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FLORENCE’S POVThe gravel crunched under my steps as I neared the wrought-iron gate, heart pounding with every movement.I could see it properly now—an old side entrance, rusted slightly, barely hanging straight on its hinges. Freedom was right there. My breath came in short gasps, my legs still shaky from the jump and sprint, but I didn’t stop.And then I did.Daniel Lockwood was already there.He leaned against the rusted iron frame with that same infuriating calmness—hands in his trouser pockets, one ankle lazily crossed over the other. His expression was utterly unreadable… except for the slight smirk tugging at his mouth.“Well well,” he stood up straight and walked over to me. “Have to say, I’m surprised!” My stomach dropped.The woman. She’d pointed me here. She’d told me to run.I was too exhausted to think about the betrayal. Out of curiosity, I spied the watch on Daniel’s wrist… 2:25AM. I sighed. “What was the plan anyway?” he asked, standing up straight and walking back
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FLORENCE’S POVThree days.Three whole days had passed.It wasn’t the kind of captivity that bruised your body. No chains. No cells. No screaming.It was the kind that bruised your mind. Slowly. Quietly. Like a whisper brushing past your ear at night and refusing to leave.I didn’t have a phone. Daniel didn’t bring updates.Which could only mean one thing.Mason had chosen Jade. That’s why I was still here. That was why I was still walking barefoot across antique rugs and sipping lukewarm tea with Daniel Lockwood’s mother while the rest of the world moved on.I tried not to be surprised.But I still was.With too much free time in the big, empty house, my mind drifted to places I didn’t want to revisit. Like one time, when we were fifteen. I had begged Mason for weeks to come with me to the summer fair—just once, just for one night. He’d promised me he would. He said he would pick me up, and we’d go together, just him and I. Jade didn’t care for fairs anyway; she was more the type
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FLORENCE’S POVFive days.Five days of captivity cloaked in luxury.Daniel had kept his distance, offering nothing but vague greetings and indifferent smiles whenever we crossed paths. It seemed my attempted escape had somehow earned his respect, giving me free rein within the villa’s walls.But freedom behind locked gates was hardly freedom at all.My days had settled into a strange, dreamlike routine. Morning sunlight spilling over polished marble, afternoon teas set upon delicate porcelain, and restless nights spent staring at moonlight pooling through heavy curtains. It was maddening—the constant luxury and comfort twisted into something oppressive.And yet, amidst the fear and uncertainty, there was one surprising comfort.Daniel’s mother. Margaret. She couldn’t speak or move much, confined to her wheelchair. Yet, her expressive eyes spoke so much, filled with warmth and sadness in equal measure. It took me two days to notice how often she glanced longingly at the bookshelves l
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DANIEL’S POVMy mother always told me I was born under a lucky star.She said it with a soft smile, running her fingers through my hair as I drifted to sleep in our cramped one-bedroom apartment. She was a beautiful woman—gentle, graceful in ways the world never taught her to be. Her kindness came from hardship, not ease. And her strength… well, it wasn’t loud. It was the quiet kind. The kind that never broke, no matter how much weight it carried.She was the eldest of five. Her father drank more than he worked, and by the time she turned eighteen, there was no choice but to find work that paid—fast. She became a stripper in a gentleman’s club just outside the city. Not because she liked it. Not because she had dreams of dancing under colored lights. But because it paid enough to feed her siblings and keep the lights on back home.She never once complained.It was in that club that she met Howard Whitehill.He was charming. Rich. Older. He walked in like he owned the air around him. A
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DANIEL’S POVBy seventeen, I had hired two friends from my neighborhood—guys who were smart and wanted to make money. We worked out of my mother’s living room, pushing out customized grading and attendance software for public schools that didn’t have the budgets for top-tier tech.One of those schools was Westbridge High. The principal there, Mr. Gerald Lockwood, took one look at our product and invited me to lunch. I thought I was in trouble. Turns out he wanted to invest.Gerald wasn’t just an educator—he was a quiet giant in the local business scene. He’d built several small ventures and had a reputation for mentoring kids from difficult backgrounds. He liked what I’d built. Said I reminded him of what he used to be.He took me under his wing.Three afternoons a week, after finishing school and client meetings, I’d head to his study. He taught me how to read balance sheets, pitch to investors, analyze market gaps, and build trust. He taught me about the psychology of power—how the
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FLORENCE’S POVFlynn’s words echoed painfully through my head.“Really, so it’s just a crazy coincidence how I keep getting stuck between sisters and brothers?”That’s what he’d meant.Daniel Lockwood and Mason Whitehill were brothers.Half-brothers, at least.My heart raced so fast I could barely breathe. My thoughts became scattered, tumbling over one another. The locket still trembled between my fingers, Daniel’s younger face staring back at me from inside, innocent and unknowing of the darkness his future held.This changed everything.I struggled to steady myself, dizziness clawing at the edges of my mind. How was this possible? How could Howard Whitehill, a man I once called my father-in-law, keep such a secret? But worse than Howard—did Melissa know? Had Mason known about Daniel all along?And Emily—sweet, spoiled Emily—was dating Daniel. Did she know the truth about the man she was with? Did she realize the danger she’d unknowingly placed herself into? Had Daniel manipulated
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MASON’S POVMy phone burned in my hand, the screen still lit up with the anonymous message”“Which one do you want back?”Daniel Lockwood. His name instantly surged to the forefront of my mind. I clenched my jaw, fury mingling with a growing sense of dread. At least now I knew Jade hadn’t lied—Daniel really was threatening her.I glanced around the nearly deserted venue. Only a handful of staff quietly cleared away the final remnants of the night’s festivities. Soft murmurs of conversation faded into silence as guests dwindled away.Panic pulsed beneath my skin. I scanned the remaining crowd, spotting Emily near the exit, chatting distractedly with one of her model friends. Rage pushed me forward.“Emily!” I barked, crossing the space in urgent strides. She turned to me, startled by my harsh tone. “Where is Daniel?”Emily blinked, confusion creasing her brow. “Why would I—”“Don’t play dumb,” I snapped, not bothering to hide my fury. “Daniel Lockwood. You two are dating, aren’t you? C
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MASON’S POVRaiden left my office soon after our tense conversation, leaving a strange kind of emptiness behind him. It felt as though a massive boulder had finally lifted from my shoulders—at least now, someone else knew the truth. Raiden and I would never be friends, but we were united by the one thing stronger than our rivalry: our love for Florence.Exhaustion pulled at every muscle in my body. Sleep had been a stranger these past few days, and the weight of worry had eaten away at whatever strength I had left. Giving in, I decided to go home early.***Back in the mansion, I tossed my suit jacket over a chair, kicked off my shoes, and peeled away layers of stress with each step. The silence in the home was thick, lonely, and oppressive, a constant reminder of her absence. I made my way to the bathroom, mechanically undoing my shirt buttons, barely recognizing my reflection in the mirror. Hollow eyes stared back, rimmed dark with fatigue.I pulled open the drawer under the sink
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FLORENCE’S POVOnce Emily confirmed she was okay with doing the nude shoot—completely on her terms, no pressure—we got to work.It wasn’t even sunrise yet when I sent the first text, barely able to feel my fingers after such an emotionally wrecking night. But there was no time to sleep. We had a window—small and delicate—and I was determined to help her step through it.I remembered an art director I’d met at Fashion Week just a few days ago. French, sharp, and wildly creative, she’d shown me a campaign she did for a sustainable lingerie brand that felt more like a gallery exhibit than an ad. I’d tucked her number into my phone, not thinking I’d need it anytime soon.Now I was dialing with barely a second thought.Her response came in instantly.Florence? Mon dieu, I would die to work with you.I didn’t even need to explain much—just that it would be raw, elegant, empowering, and fast. That was enough. She was in.I’d never done anything this last-minute in my life.Usually, shoots to
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FLORENCE’S POVEmily stared at the wine glass in her hand like she couldn’t remember how it got there.The room had quieted now. We’d coaxed her into eating something—a small plate of pasta and a few forkfuls of salad—and poured her half a glass of red. She hadn’t said much. She wasn’t crying anymore, but the silence around her wasn’t peace. It was a void.We sat around the little dining table in her suite, lit only by the dim overhead light and the soft glow from the city outside the windows. Rosa sat beside Emily, one protective hand resting lightly on her forearm. Rosa hadn’t even met Emily before this night, but had practically adopted her by that point. I was on her other side. Across from us, Raiden had flipped open his tablet and was already in fix-it mode.“I suggest we start with the basics,” Raiden said calmly, tapping through his notes. “Natalie, you’ll need to call the police. File a formal report. The earlier we do it, the better. Even if it doesn’t lead to anything imme
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FLORENCE’S POVAs soon as Rosa and I reached her studio, I immediately grabbed her laptop. My fingers shook slightly as I typed in the gossip websites, terrified of what I might find. The screen quickly filled with images, headlines, and notifications—and there it was. Exactly as Emily had said.Her nude photos were everywhere.“Oh my god…” Rosa whispered behind me, leaning closer to see the screen. “This is so messed up. What sick asshole would do something like this?” Her voice tightened, anger radiating from every word. “I swear to god, when I find him…”I took a deep breath, pushing down the panic rising in my chest. “Can you tell where these photos were taken?”Rosa squinted, carefully scanning every detail on the screen, her eyes flicking rapidly back and forth. She shook her head slowly. “Honestly? There’s no windows, doors, or distinguishing features. It’s artificial lighting and a professional backdrop. Whoever took these photos knew exactly what they were doing. It looks li
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FLORENCE’S POVWe stood in silence for a few seconds, waiting. Rosa leaned in and gently pressed her ear to the door like she’d done this kind of thing before.“Anything?” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath.She held her position for another beat, then pulled back. “Nope. Seems like it’s empty.”I let out a small sigh. “Okay, maybe—”“Florence?”I nearly screamed. I spun around with my whole body, stumbling back a step. My heart jumped straight into my throat.A guy with tousled curls and splattered paint on his sweatshirt stood a few feet away, carrying a canvas under one arm. His expression lit up when he saw me.“Ian,” I blurted out, instantly recognizing him.He grinned. “Wow, you remember me!”Of course I remembered him. We’d met on that yacht I was checking out for the Eternity-Amora event a few months back. He was one of the hopeful photographers trying to land a commission. He’d given me his card, a sheepish smile, and a surprisingly good portfolio. I’d meant to rea
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FLORENCE’S POVMy heart thumped wildly in my chest as I immediately switched apps, fumbling slightly with my trembling fingers. My thumbs flew across the keyboard, rapidly typing a frantic message to Emily.Where are you? That pic behind you was stolen from a gallery a few nights ago??The screen glowed softly as I hit send. My throat tightened as I watched Emily’s status shift from offline to online. The little green check marks appeared, signaling that she had read the message.Seconds passed. My breath stalled in my chest.Then, abruptly, Emily’s status returned to offline.My stomach churned. It felt intentional—heavy and pointed, like a slammed door in my face.“What’s got you all stressed?” Rosa asked from across the table. Her voice startled me back into the noisy café where we’d been laughing just minutes ago.I blinked, trying to shake away the anxious haze clouding my thoughts. “It’s nothing, it’s just some silly family drama.”Rosa’s eyes brightened mischievously, her lips
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FLORENCE’S POVMy silence stretched just a little too long. I could feel it. That uncomfortable beat of tension, the kind where everyone realizes someone in the group is no longer smiling.Rosa jumped in quickly, her tone light but purposeful. “Dad, don’t be weird. Florence is his girlfriend.”Ashton blinked, visibly startled. “Oh! I—really?” He looked at me, hands raised in surrender, flashing a sheepish grin. “Well, damn. I’m sorry, Florence. I meant it as a joke.”I forced a smile. “All good.”But it wasn’t. Not really.The conversation moved on, but something in me had curled inward. Raiden and Ashton returned to talking about next season’s silhouettes, material shortages, and the problem with micro-trends killing long-term vision. Rosa threw in a comment here and there, mostly teasing her father, while I lingered behind them like a quiet accessory to someone else’s night.Their words blurred in my ears. I felt small—again.Invisible, the way I used to feel at events where Mason
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FLORENCE’S POVI stood there for a long time. Longer than I should have.I should have asked him why he was looking for me despite choosing Jade. I should have asked him why he ended up bloodied and broken in the hospital. I should have asked him if he ever found Daniel after speaking to Emily. If Daniel was the cause of the scars on his face. I should have done lots of things. But all I could do was replay his words in my head. Can we still be good friends?So gentle. So final.It was like I’d stepped outside my own body during the conversation and only now—now that he was gone—had I reentered it.The music had shifted, the crowd moved around me, but I felt frozen. Like I was watching my own life through a glass window.I smoothed down my dress. Straightened my spine. Took a slow, steady breath.Right.I had a good life. I was in Paris. I had a kind, loving man waiting for me. A man who saw me. Who never needed reminding to listen.I wasn’t the girl standing outside a glass wall an
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FLORENCE’S POV“What are you guys doing in Paris anyway?” Emily asked, adjusting the strap of her designer bag like it was a microphone she planned to drop at any moment.“Oh, just… on vacation,” I replied.She raised her eyebrows, clearly impressed. “Wow. It’s serious if you’re taking holidays together.”I shrugged, trying to play it cool. “Yeah, you know it’s going well since—”“I don’t care for details,” she said quickly, waving me off like I was about to bore her to death. “I’m meeting someone else later anyway. Young photographer, super cute and very into me. Which is exactly what I need after the narcissist that was Daniel.”“Um… okay. Bye, I guess?”But she was already halfway down the corridor, disappearing into the post-show haze of crew members and models packing up.I lingered a moment, unsure of what to feel about that whole interaction. Then, I turned back toward the main venue, scanning for Raiden in the sea of guests. I spotted him near the refreshments, chatting anima
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FLORENCE’S POVAs soon as the final model stepped off the runway and the lights began to rise, I rose from my seat like a fire had been lit beneath me.“I’ll be right back,” I told Raiden.He blinked in surprise but didn’t stop me. “Want me to come?”“No,” I said quickly, already stepping past him.From the corner of my eye, I saw him turning his attention to one of the designers seated nearby, sliding effortlessly into conversation. Typical Raiden—he could read me without even trying. He knew I needed space. And I appreciated him for that.But right now, all I could think about was Emily.She was here.Not just here but on the runway, front and center. Strutting down like she hadn’t vanished off the face of the earth after Daniel had kidnapped me. After Mason had nearly died. After everything.I pushed my way backstage.The buzz was overwhelming—stylists shouting, models laughing, and garment bags flying from one end to another. The air was thick with perfume, hairspray, and leftov
