CAUGHT AND FURIOUS MILES’ POV Roxy jumped off her bed the moment I walked into the room. Her face was soaked with tears, and had I not known who she really was, I would have fallen for her drama. But now that I knew, I saw the tears for what they really were: crocodile tears. “Oh, Miles!” she sob
Her brows furrowed deeply, and she tilted her head, her voice laced with faux concern. “Miles, you’re scaring me. What are you talking about? I’ve done nothing but love you. I would never think of harming you.” “Yet you hired someone to ram a truck into my car,” I growled, spinning to face her. My
I barked out a laugh. It was humorless and dangerous. “You love me? You don’t even know what love is. If you did, you wouldn’t have done this.” I stepped closer, towering over her. “If you’re so certain you’re the one I gave my necklace to, then tell me, what did I tell you was my dream that night?
LOVE STORIES MILES’ POV “I didn’t just hurt Rhea,” I said, staring blankly at the amber liquid swirling in my glass. My voice was low, almost a whisper. “I was a monster to her.” Evans and Rico sat across from me, their faces mirroring the somber mood that had consumed the room. It had been thr
She reached out, gently patting Rhea’s arm, her smile as bright as the chandelier above us. Rhea gave her a small, tentative smile in return, but it was enough to make my gut churn. She doesn’t deserve to smile. She doesn’t deserve this kindness. “Thank you, Luna,” Rhea replied softly. “That would
REGRET MILES’ POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES The room was dark, the only light was coming from the faint moonbeam filtering through the window. I sat in one corner with a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table beside me. I saw her figure pause at the door for a moment, and her hand moved toward th
My hands froze mid-action. “Our baby,” she whispered, her voice barely audible now. “Your heir. He’s done nothing wrong, Miles. He doesn’t deserve the brunt of your anger because of my mistakes. Please.” Her words came out in a rush, each one punctuated by broken sobs. My hands, still gripping h
A NIGHT AT THE BALL RHEA’S POV I stood by the window, staring out into the stormy night. Rain drummed steadily on the roof. Droplets slid down the glass in uneven patterns, illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning streaking across the dark sky. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to
I stepped back like his hand was fire. Like even the thought of him touching me made my skin crawl. I looked at him, no longer bothering to hide the tears pooling in my eyes. “You didn’t do it for my good,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Don’t stand there and feed me that lie again.” I stepped fo
The First MeetingRHEA’S POV At first, I was frozen in disbelief. Then, like a slow-rising flood, the fury hit me. Full-blown, pulse-racing, lip-twitching anger. Anger at his tone. Anger at that possessive glare. Anger at those two stupid words—my female. I wasn’t anyone’s. I didn’t belong to any
Fists, Fury, and a Mother’s WrathYURI’S POV The drive to the Thompsons’ was longer than usual, or maybe it just felt that way because of the thoughts crashing through my head. My grip on the steering wheel tightened. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I had convinced myself it was for Rhea’s g
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