Aurora's POVThe room was quiet, but my mind was anything but. Memories I’d buried long ago began to resurface, each one piercing my heart like shards of glass. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the necklace in my trembling hand.It was a simple piece of jewelry, a small silver pendant shaped like a crescent moon, but it held the weight of my entire childhood. My mom had given it to me when I was just a little girl, her warm smile lighting up my world. “This will keep us connected, no matter what happens,” she’d said, her voice full of love and promise.But where was she now?The thought hit me like a tidal wave, and the tears I’d been holding back began to fall freely. I clutched the necklace tightly, the cool metal pressing into my palm as if it could somehow bring her back to me.I could still remember the day she disappeared. One moment, she was there—her laughter filling the house, her arms wrapped around me—and the next, she was gone. No explanations, no goodbyes. Just an
Aurora's POVMy heart was pounding as I continued searching through the box. As if the picture of that girl wasn’t enough to rattle me, something else caught my attention—a piece of paper folded neatly beneath the photos.I pulled it out, hesitating for a moment before unfolding it. My eyes scanned the page, and a chill ran down my spine.It was a list of names.Girls’ names, written in neat, deliberate handwriting. Some were crossed out, while others remained untouched. The sight of it sent a strange wave of unease washing over me.“What is this?” I murmured to myself, my voice barely above a whisper.I stared at the list, each name feeling like a piece of a puzzle I couldn’t put together. Why were they written down? What did they mean? My fingers trembled as I traced one of the names—Sophie. A name I didn’t recognize, but for some reason, it made my stomach twist uncomfortably.Fear crept into my chest like a shadow.“Who are these girls?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “And why a
Aurora's POVI took a deep breath, trying to steady my shaking hands as I closed the box. My thoughts were still swirling with everything I’d found—everything I’d remembered. But as I lifted the box to put it back in its place, something soft and silky brushed against my fingers.Curious, I opened the box again and found a folded nightgown tucked neatly beneath the items. It was delicate, made of black silk with intricate lacework along the neckline. My brows furrowed as I pulled it out, holding it up to examine it.This… wasn’t mine.The thought hit me like a slap. My mind instantly raced to the possibilities—who did this belong to? Was it one of his lovers? Was this from a past relationship? The thought of Dominic sharing intimate moments with someone else stirred a mix of jealousy and unease within me.I ran my fingers over the smooth fabric, my heart pounding. “Why is this here?” I whispered, my voice trembling.But then, an idea sparked in my mind. A bold, reckless idea.I folded
Aurora's POVDominic sat quietly at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on me as I lay peacefully asleep. The soft fabric of the nightgown clung to my figure, and as much as he tried to focus on the effort I had put into his birthday surprise, his thoughts kept drifting back to one thing—the nightgown.His jaw clenched, and his brows furrowed. How did she find it? That particular nightgown wasn’t just any piece of clothing—it was something he had intentionally hidden away, tucked far from prying eyes. It wasn’t meant to resurface, let alone be worn by me.Dominic rubbed a hand over his face, frustration and unease building in his chest. Did she go through my things? Did she open the box? He had kept it buried for a reason, a memory he hadn’t been ready to confront. And now, seeing me wearing it brought back flashes of a past he had tried so hard to suppress.He glanced at me again, watching the soft rise and fall of my chest as I slept, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside h
Aurora's POVDominic’s gaze lingered on me, his dark eyes heavy with a storm of emotions I couldn’t decipher. He let out a slow breath, his hands resting on his hips as if trying to steady himself."Why did you wear that gown, Aurora?" he finally asked, his voice low but carrying an edge of intensity.I shifted uncomfortably under his scrutinizing gaze. “I…I found it in the box,” I said softly, my hands nervously twisting the fabric at my sides. “I wanted to surprise you for your birthday. I thought…it might make you happy.”His expression flickered, something like guilt shadowing his features. “Happy,” he murmured, almost to himself, and then shook his head as if trying to dispel whatever thoughts were haunting him.I leaned forward, my voice gentler now. “Dominic…can you tell me more about this gown? What does it mean to you? Why does it feel like it carries so much…weight?”His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he wasn’t going to answer. But then he exhaled deeply and turn
Aurora's POVThe morning light filtered through the curtains, and when I woke, I felt an odd sense of calm. Dominic’s words from the night before still lingered in my mind, but I pushed them aside. I couldn’t dwell on it—not now.I slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to disturb Dominic. He needed the rest as much as I did. As my feet touched the cold floor, I decided to distract myself. A warm breakfast sounded like a good start.In the kitchen, I tied my hair up and began gathering ingredients. The scent of coffee filled the air as I cracked eggs into a bowl, whisking them together for an omelet. My hands moved methodically, but my mind wandered back to the conversation about the nightgown. No matter how much I tried to shake it, the memory clung to me like a shadow.The soft sizzle of butter hitting the pan snapped me out of my thoughts. I smiled faintly, realizing how much I missed moments like this—doing something simple, something normal.Upstairs, Dominic stirred awake, his
Aurora's POV “You’re not even watching,” I said, turning to look at him.“I am,” he replied, his lips twitching into a faint smile.“No, you’re not,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.He leaned back, stretching an arm along the back of the couch. “Maybe I just find you more interesting than the movie.”My cheeks warmed at his words, but I rolled my eyes to hide my embarrassment. “If you’re going to be this distracting, I’ll just watch something else.”“Fine,” he said, chuckling lightly. “But only if you sit closer.”I raised an eyebrow, pretending to consider his offer. Slowly, I shifted closer to him, the warmth of his body radiating against mine.The movie playing on the screen was a romance—one of those heart-tugging stories about two people from different worlds finding their way to each other against all odds. I’d picked it impulsively, not thinking much about it, but now I was hyper aware of the scenes unfolding. The gentle caresses, longing stares, and whispered confessions be
Aurora's POVDominic drove out of the house without his usual entourage of bodyguards. It was unusual, but I wasn’t about to question it. The sleek black car cut through the roads, and for a moment, I allowed myself to enjoy the feeling of freedom. The city looked alive, bustling with energy, and the sunlight streaming through the windows gave the illusion that everything was fine.But it wasn’t.Dominic’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his jaw set in a hard line. His silence was deafening, and the weight of unspoken words between us was almost unbearable. I tried to push my curiosity aside, to focus on the idea of getting pampered at the stylist, but it gnawed at me.As the car glided down the highway, I finally broke the silence. “I know we talked about this last night,” I said softly, my voice breaking the stillness, “but I still have a lot of questions that I really need answers to.”Dominic’s eyes flicked toward me briefly before returning to the road. His expression didn’
Aurora's POVThe party was extravagant, filled with guests from the Big Four clans. The laughter and ringing glasses echoed down the hall. I was stuck in a corner, watching Dominic as he had intense conversations with powerful men. I did not wish to interrupt him.Something was bothering me, though.My mom's phone number wasn't going through. I didn't text her all that much, so it was strange that she had a message, answering something I never even sent.Shivers ran down my spine.Could it be… Eva and Isabella?They already planted me with that necklace, so it looked like I had stolen it. What if they even messed with my phone? What if they texted my mom, pretending to be me?I gulped. What if something did happen to her?I had to get out of here. I had to go check on my mom.Dominic's POV"I can guarantee you I have the finest distributor channel in all of New York City. Perfecto. And I assure you, my product is first class," Lucca Saviano said with assurance, twirling the whiskey in
Aurora's POV Could it be that the same man who had once sworn to protect me was also hiding an ugly secret? My fingers trembled on the keyboard as I cut and pasted text into my paper. I knew I was playing with fire. But I had no other option. I had to know.The note on the door, the names on the list, the anonymous letter, each one hinted that there was a conspiracy so much larger than I could ever have imagined. And with each piece of evidence that I gathered, the more sinister the image became. I was very angry, and sad, and I was determined. I had to find out the truth about this secret no matter what it may cost me.In the quiet of my room, with nothing but the gentle hum of my laptop and the distant noises of the city outside my window, I swore silently. I would not allow these lost voices to fade into oblivion. I would learn the truth about them, even if it meant challenging the very authorities that had controlled my life.I couldn't help but wonder if someone, quite possibly
Chapter : The Leo Levine CallDOMINIC POV “Leo,” I said, keeping my tone measured, though a quiet urgency simmered beneath.“Dominic,” Leo’s voice crackled through, low and insistent. “I need you to come over to my estate later today. we need to conclusions about the matters I mentioned last time you visited, you no how urgent the matters are.”I frowned slightly. Leo’s summons were never casual. I closed my eyes briefly and replied, “I’m on my way. I’ll leave shortly.” I ended the call and sat back, my mind already churning with possibilities. Leo’s tone hinted at a brewing storm, something was amiss, and it was connected to all Patrick mess up.I looked around my spacious office, a modern sanctuary of power and precision. I looked at the table, files and papers on my desk, I need to go through them before I leave. I looked at the digital screens flashing confidential data, and the quiet hum of the air conditioner were all part of the daily ritual. But today, a sense of foreboding
Dominic's POV After breakfast, I returned to the muted elegance of our home, my mind reeling from the morning's persistent ringing and stealthy whispers. I entered the dining room to find Aurora's mother standing by the window, her face serene but with an undercurrent of suppressed disapproval. Her tone was measured when she finally spoke.You got in late last night, Dominic. We had all gone to bed well before that," she said to me, her eyes searching mine for an explanation I wasn't sure I wanted, or could give.I met her eyes calmly, knowing well enough not to let sentiment get in the way of the delicate balance of our arrangements. "I had business to attend to," I replied curtly, concealing the truth behind a mask of tranquility. There was little room for explanation in our business, where every minute had its own significance.Her eyes tightened slightly as she continued, "I have to discuss something… about Joanna. She threatened last time that she would tell Leo Levine that Auro
Dominic's POV Later that day, on my way back to my private office in my skyscraper headquarters, a peculiar envelope caught my eye on the gleaming mahogany desk. The embossed crest was unmistakable, a symbol of one of the most influential families in our universe , and the stylish calligraphy inside read like a proclamation. an invitation to a birthday party attended by all the Big Four families. I clutched it delicately, a shiver of anticipation running through me as I realized that this evening's gathering was more than a social function. It was a stage for power plays, allegiances to be re-made, and old scores to be settled.I folded the invitation into my pocket, already planning in advance on how I would capitalize on this. However, I did not have long to indulge myself in scheming, as there was another problem that had to be taken care of, Aurora's health. Last night's actions had finally gotten to her, and I could not risk risking the life that we had built together.I found A
Dominic's pov “Leo,” I said, keeping my tone measured, though a quiet urgency simmered beneath.“Dominic,” Leo’s voice crackled through, low and insistent. “I need you to come over to my estate later today. we need to conclusions about the matters I mentioned last time you visited, you no how urgent the matters are.”I frowned slightly. Leo’s summons were never casual. I closed my eyes briefly and replied, “I’m on my way. I’ll leave shortly.” I ended the call and sat back, my mind already churning with possibilities. Leo’s tone hinted at a brewing storm, something was amiss, and it was connected to all Patrick mess up.I looked around my spacious office, a modern sanctuary of power and precision. I looked at the table, files and papers on my desk, I need to go through them before I leave. I looked at the digital screens flashing confidential data, and the quiet hum of the air conditioner were all part of the daily ritual. But today, a sense of foreboding permeated the air. I bring o
Aurora's POVAfter eating that morning, My mom was already back in her room. I want to meet her to discuss what Joanna has just mentioned on the call earlier. I walked through the hallway. I was almost close to my mother's room door when I had her speaking to someone on the phone, the voice sounds familiar. But it seems like my mom had her own plans, before I could open the door Dominic called me, “Aurora please I need to speak with you", I have been looking around for you but I didn't know you're here. Dominic's voice was low and it sounds like something is really bothering him. He took my arms. When I looked into his eyes I saw something like fair written all over his face, “Aurora, please don't do anything without telling me,” I overheard you talking to someone on a phone call last night, I know that you're up to something. "I know that Leo Levine will still come after me for hiding you from him but I want to control the situation,” I still have everything in control just be pati
Patrick cursed under his breath. With a frustrated groan, he tore himself away from Isabella, grabbing his phone. He saw Eva’s name flashing again.He kissed Isabella one last time, deep and slow, as if he couldn’t bear to leave. Then, he pulled back, his forehead resting against hers. "I have to go now. It’s urgent."Isabella pouted but let him go, watching as he stood up and grabbed his clothes. "Come back soon," she purred.Patrick didn’t reply, his mind was already shifting back to business. He had a feeling whatever Eva needed to tell him wasn’t good.They drove home, his mind still clouded with thoughts of Isabella, but Eva’s urgent call kept nagging at him. He knew she wouldn’t have called unless it was something serious. As soon as he pulled up in the driveway, he stepped out of the car, adjusting his jacket as he made his way inside.The moment he entered the house, Eva was already standing by the staircase, arms crossed, a sharp glare in her eyes. “So you wouldn’t have come
Isabella poured another glass of whiskey, her fingers slightly unsteady as she leaned against the bar. The bottle was nearly empty, but she didn’t care. The warm burn in her throat and the dizzy haze in her mind made everything feel lighter, more distant. She tilted her head back, taking another long sip before setting the glass down with a heavy thud."You know, Patrick," she slurred, her lips curling into a lazy smirk, "I think we make a good team. Don’t you?"Patrick sat on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, a lazy grin on his face. His own glass of whiskey hung loosely from his fingers as he took another sip. The warmth of the alcohol had settled deep in his veins, clouding his judgment, making him care less about everything else except the woman in front of him."Of course, Isabella," he muttered, his voice slower than usual. "We’re the perfect team. You get rid of Aurora, and I get to destroy Dominic. Everyone wins."Isabella laughed, the sound soft and a little breathl