Two Months Later... RHEA’S POV “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” Roxy’s voice rang out like a siren as she burst into the living room. I ignored her, focusing instead on setting the last plate on the table for dinner. It was a small victory that she’d come home just in time. The last thing I needed was for
“Oh, come on,” Mom pressed. “This is a celebration. Be happy for your sister!” “I am happy,” I said, forcing the words through gritted teeth. “I just don’t want to drink.” “At least pour yourself a glass so we can toast properly,” she insisted. Reluctantly, I nodded, pouring the champagne into my
MILES’ POV “Thank you, Alpha Greenwich. We’ll take that into consideration for the next inter-pack games,” I said into the phone, doing my best to sound polite. My patience for these calls was wearing thin. Evans strolled into my office; a stack of files balanced precariously in his arms. He
“I can’t lose him now, Miles,” she sobbed, clutching my shirt. “He’s still too young to leave me alone.” My throat tightened, guilt pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t escape. “I’m sorry, Mom,” I muttered, knowing there was nothing else I could say. It felt like the universe had a personal
Two Years Later... RHEA’S POV I hummed softly as Rose helped me set the dining table. Today marked two years of marriage with Miles, and I couldn’t help but feel like a newlywed all over again. The butterflies in my stomach, the care I put into his favorite meal—it was as if we had just exchan
Before I could respond, there was a click. My stomach twisted as I stared at the phone screen in disbelief. “Miles? Miles!” I called out, but it was useless. He had hung up. Again. I inhaled deeply, trying to keep my composure, but my chest burned with frustration. This wasn’t new. This was our rou
RHEA’S POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I dialed my mother’s number. My hands shook as I balanced anger, betrayal, and heartbreak. The phone rang twice before her familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Oh, Rhea, dear. Happy anniversary—” "I don’t nee
Roxy rose from her seat. "Rhea, this is not what you think," she said innocently. "We’re just catching up." I laughed bitterly. "Catching up? Is that what they’re calling it these days?" Miles stepped closer; his face tight with frustration. "This isn’t what it looks like." I tilted my head, my t
The audacity of this bastard. “I heard you were around,” he added, looking as smug as ever. I didn’t bother with pleasantries. “What the fuck did you do, Zane? We had a fucking deal!” I snapped, fists clenched. Zane had the nerve to lower his head slightly, as if he actually felt guilty. But it
Lies, Deals, and Deception YURI’S POV I paced the length of Zane’s living room, my heart hammering against my ribs. I had been calling Rhea since last night, and she had refused to answer even once. It was driving me insane. Everything about this situation was driving me crazy. Miles. Why the
The Lies That Kept Us Apart RHEA’S POV "Rhea, all of this has been one big misunderstanding," Miles said, stepping closer, his hand reaching out like he wanted to touch me. Instinctively, I stepped back. “It kept us apart for seven whole years.” I shook my head, snapping out of the shock that had
“Don’t fucking play that card on me, Rhea,” he warned, his eyes shining with malice. “Play what card, Mondragon? The truth?!” I shot back. “No, let’s talk. Let’s talk about what you would have done if I had actually terminated the pregnancy like you wanted me to.” Confusion quickly replaced his fi
Closer to the Truth RHEA’S POV I groaned as consciousness began to seep back into me, dragging along a pounding headache that felt like a hammer against my skull. My hand flew to my forehead, trying to massage the ache away, but it did little to help. This was from all that drink I had consumed la
As the music began to play, I kept my eyes on her. She swallowed hard, grabbing her wine glass and downing it like her life depended on it. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and I could see her trying desperately to keep her composure. I sang, pouring everything I felt into the words. Rhea avoided my g
The Truth in the Bag MILES’ POV Rhea swallowed hard. Her lips pressed into a thin line as if she was forcing herself to remain composed. I held her gaze, silently begging her to see the sincerity in my apology. My heart was racing, thudding so hard I was sure she could hear it. I could feel the ti
I caught myself staring and quickly pulled my gaze away, stopping my thoughts from wandering further. I had checked out his fingers several times and didn’t find a ring. It made me wonder why he never wore one. Back when we were married, even at the height of his disdain for me, he had worn our wedd
Work Dinner 2 RHEA’S POV My smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared, and I froze in place, my blood boiling. Was this some kind of betrayal from my colleagues? What on earth was Miles Mondragon doing here, sitting among medical personnel at our work dinner? I was certain Yuri had mentioned he