The Confession(Mira’s POV)Cynthia drove me home in silence, the only sound in the car was the hum of the engine. My head was still spinning from everything that had happened. Tonight was supposed to be fun, but instead, it had turned into another night of chaos.When we pulled into the driveway, I let out a tired sigh. “Thanks for the ride,” I mumbled, unbuckling my seatbelt.But the moment I stepped out of the car, my stomach twisted painfully.Alex was standing there.Under the dim glow of the streetlight, I could see his knuckles—bloody and bruised. His jaw was clenched, his face unreadable, but I could see the exhaustion in his eyes. The way he held his injured hand told me he was in pain, but he wasn’t even acknowledging it.Before I even thought about what I was doing, my feet moved on their own.I ran to him.The ache in my chest grew stronger with each step, and the moment I reached him, my emotions exploded.I hit his chest—softly at first, then harder.“Why?” I shouted, my
(Mira’s POV)It was time for Alex to leave, and as much as I wanted to avoid the awkwardness, I wasn’t sure how to act around him now. But before I could overthink it, he gave me a small smile and said, “Don’t make this weird, Mira.”I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.“I just want to make things right for you,” he continued. “And I don’t want to rush things. Let’s just… keep it cool.”I nodded. That was probably the best thing to do. Everything felt so overwhelming already, and I didn’t need to complicate it even more.As he reached for the door, he turned back to me. “You don’t have to worry about Aaron,” he said, his voice firm. “I’ll keep you safe.”I believed him.We stood there for a while, talking about random things—jokes, childhood memories, and silly arguments about whether pineapple belonged on pizza. It felt natural, effortless, like we hadn’t just gone through a night filled with chaos.When it was finally time for him to leave, he walked to his car, and I
A Warning He Won’t Forget(Alex’s POV)I didn’t drive straight home. I couldn’t. My blood was still boiling, and there was only one way to handle it.Before I even realized what I was doing, I was already pulling up in front of my family house. The sight of this place alone made my stomach twist. I had no good memories here. Just a lifetime of betrayal, resentment, and watching Aaron get away with everything.Not tonight.I killed the engine and stepped out, slamming the car door harder than necessary. My fists were still aching from earlier, but I didn’t care. I was ready to use them again.I walked straight to the front door, banging on it loud enough to wake the entire street.Seconds later, the door swung open. Aaron stood there, his lip still swollen, dried blood crusted on the corner of his mouth. He smirked when he saw me.“Couldn’t get enough, Big brother?” he sneered, leaning against the doorframe.I didn’t waste time. I grabbed his shirt and dragged him out onto the porch, s
The Beginning of the end of Aaron (Mira’s POV)The time had finally come.I stood in my library, staring at the large screen where my PowerPoint presentation outlined every single detail of my plan. Years of pain, betrayal, and loss had all led me here. I was done playing the victim. It was time to reclaim what was mine.I reached for my phone and dialed the only person I could trust with this—Lena, my personal assistant. No, not just my assistant. My ally. The one person who had stayed by my side even when the world turned against me.She picked up on the second ring. “Mira?”“I need you to come over,” I said firmly. “There’s something we need to discuss.”There was a pause before she answered, “I’ll be there in twenty.”True to her word, Lena arrived quickly, walking into the library with her usual composed demeanor. But as soon as she saw the screen behind me, her brows furrowed.“You’re really doing this,” she murmured, stepping closer.I nodded. “I’ve spent too long hiding. It’s
Strategic Planning (Mira’s POV)I needed to be strategic. Jumping in too fast would ruin everything. The plan had to be precise, careful, and most importantly, discreet. That’s why I reached out to Mr. Crawford, one of Aaron’s biggest investors.I didn’t go straight to business. No, that would make things too obvious. Instead, I invited him for lunch at an upscale restaurant downtown, one that was known for its exclusivity and privacy.Mr. Crawford was an older man in his late fifties, with sharp eyes that had seen the business world shift over decades. When I called him, he had been surprised but intrigued. And now, as we sat across from each other, he studied me with quiet curiosity.“I must admit, Mira,” he said, swirling his wine glass, “I didn’t expect to hear from you.”I smiled politely. “I understand. I’ve been away for a while.”“That’s an understatement,” he mused. “The world thought you were dead.”I took a sip of my drink. “Yes, and I let them believe that.”He raised an
“ Mira’s Pov” By my next birthday, i want Aaron out of the way and out of my life totally , It still hunts me that he still has a place in that company and even worse , He is walking freely after attempting to murder me , Today i was going to pay him some little visit in the company. i wanted him to know , i wasn’t letting him eat his cake and have it even though i was acting slow The moment I walked into Aaron’s office building, I felt a shift in the air. The employees, the staff, even the security guards—they all noticed me. Some whispered, others stared. But what stood out the most was the look on the board members’ faces when I entered the conference room.Surprise. Relief. Hope.They had been expecting me.The board had reached out to me before, asking if I would consider working with them for the company’s revival. They knew Aaron wasn’t handling things well. They knew the company was sinking, and now, here I was—ready to reclaim what was mine.As I stepped in, the room fell s
Unfinished What-Ifs(Mira’s POV)I hadn’t seen Alex since the night he confessed his feelings, and for some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Maybe it was the way he had defended me, or maybe it was the way he looked at me—with so much certainty, like I was someone worth fighting for.I didn’t know why I suddenly felt the need to see him, but I found myself driving to his house.When I arrived, I didn’t go straight to the door. Instead, I spotted him in his garden, tending to the grass. He was shirtless, sweat glistening on his toned chest as he worked. I stood there for a moment, just watching him, memories flashing in my mind.I remembered when my parents had first announced Alex as a suitor for me. I had been over the moon, completely nuts with excitement. Back then, he was my dream guy—handsome, kind, responsible. But instead, I ended up with Aaron, his evil brother.What a cruel twist of fate.Alex must have sensed my presence because he suddenly turned, his eyes wideni
The Truth Between Us(Mira’s POV)I held the picture tightly, my heart pounding as I looked at Alex. “When did you start having feelings for me?”Alex took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto mine. “A long time ago.”I swallowed. “How long?”He stepped closer, his voice softer now. “Do you remember that event your family hosted when you were in college? A charity gala for your mother’s foundation?”I frowned, trying to recall. There had been so many events back then, but as I searched my memory, a particular night came back to me.I had been wearing a pale blue dress, my hair tied up in a neat bun. I had spent most of the evening helping my mother, making sure the guests were well taken care of. I remembered laughing with some of the workers, pouring drinks when the staff got overwhelmed, and my mother telling me I had too much energy for my own good.I looked up at Alex. “You were there?”He nodded. “I wasn’t supposed to be. Aaron dragged me along, but I was barely paying attention t
Mira’s heart raced as she clutched Josh’s hand tightly, her fingers trembling from fear. The woods were silent except for the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze. It was cold—too cold—and the night seemed to stretch on endlessly. She looked around, trying to find any sign of help, but the dense trees and thick fog obscured everything beyond a few feet.Josh was quiet beside her, his small frame shivering. He had been through so much already, and now Mira had to protect him, even if it meant risking her own life.She pulled him closer to her, trying to shield him from the chill, but her thoughts kept drifting back to what had happened before they ended up here.Two men had burst into their house, guns pointed at Josh, taking them both against their will. The flashbacks were vivid—Mira had screamed, had fought, but it was useless. They shot two of Alex’s security guards and dragged her and Josh out of the house. Her worst fears had come to life in that instant, and now they were h
Alex’s POVAlex paced around his office, his mind running wild with anxiety and frustration. Mira and Josh were gone, and the more he tried to track them down, the more the trail seemed to fade. His men were searching every inch of the city, every corner of their contacts, but there were no signs of them—no leads, no calls, just complete silence.His fingers tightened around the edge of his desk, the weight of the situation pressing on him harder than anything he had ever experienced.Who would do this? Who would dare take Mira and Josh?The questions rattled through his mind. He had powerful enemies, sure, but none of them would have the audacity to go after his family—his real family, the ones who mattered. And if it was someone who had been watching from the shadows, how did they even know how much Mira meant to him now?Just as his thoughts spiraled deeper into confusion, his phone buzzed sharply, interrupting his frustration. The unknown number that flashed on his screen gave him
Mira’s POVJosh’s cries were the only sound keeping me from losing my mind.He clung to me, his little fingers digging into my arm as he sobbed, his body trembling against mine.“M-mom, I’m scared,” he whimpered, his voice breaking.I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing myself to be strong. If I broke down now, it would only make things worse.“I know, baby. I know,” I whispered, tightening my grip on him. “But you have to stay calm, okay? No matter what happens, don’t say anything. Don’t cry too loud. Just… just listen to me.”He nodded against my shoulder, sniffling, trying his best to be brave.The men in the front of the car barely paid attention to us, speaking in hushed voices to each other as they drove. I couldn’t see their faces clearly, but their towering frames and rough voices were enough to terrify me.The car smelled like smoke and sweat, and the air was suffocating. My hands were tied behind my back with thick rope, making it impossible to hold Josh properly, but I
Mira’s POVA loud bang shattered the silence. My body froze. That sound—I knew it too well. It was the same sound I heard the night I was attacked years ago.Before I could react, the door burst open, and two hefty men stormed in. My heart slammed against my ribs.Josh.They had guns. And they were pointed straight at him.“Mommy?” Josh whimpered, his little hands gripping his toy car.“No!” I screamed, stepping in front of him. “Please, don’t—”One of the men grabbed me roughly, yanking me backward. Josh shrieked as the other man lifted him off the ground like a sack of rice.“Let go of my son!” I thrashed against my captor, kicking and clawing, but his grip was like iron.“Shut her up,” one of them growled.Something hard slammed against my temple. Pain exploded in my head, and my vision blurred.No. No. No.I felt myself being dragged outside. The cold air hit my skin, but it did nothing to clear the fog in my head.Then I saw them.Alex’s security guards. Two of them. Lying lifele
Mira’s POVThe second I answered the call, a voice on the other end spoke before I could say anything.“I’ve been expecting your call.”I exchanged a quick glance with Alex, who immediately leaned closer, listening intently. My grip tightened around the phone.“Who is this?” I asked cautiously.The man chuckled. “The guy you’ve been searching for.”Alex immediately caught on. He mouthed Aaron’s financial adviser?I kept my voice steady. “You worked for Aaron?”“Yes. And I know everything you want to know,” he said. “But there’s one condition.”I could already guess what was coming.“I need to remain anonymous,” he continued. “No names, no connections, nothing that ties back to me.”I hesitated. This was huge—someone on the inside willing to talk. But could I trust him? What if he was baiting me into a trap?Alex motioned for me to put the call on speaker, and I did.“You don’t want your name involved?” Alex asked. “Then why reach out?”The man sighed. “Because I know what Aaron is cap
Mira’s POVAs we stepped outside, the cold night air was a welcome relief from the suffocating tension inside. I had barely taken a few steps toward the car when I heard someone call my name.“Mira!”I turned just in time to see one of Aaron’s cousins rushing toward me. She was a little out of breath, her eyes darting around as if making sure no one was watching her.Before I could ask what was going on, she slipped a small piece of paper into my hand. “Call him,” she whispered urgently. “He has a lot you’d want to know.”I frowned and looked at the number scribbled on it. “Who is this?”She hesitated, glancing over her shoulder. “Someone who knows things about Aaron. Things you should know.”That caught my attention. “What kind of things?”She shook her head. “I don’t want to get involved. Just call him. And Mira…” She smiled slightly. “I’m happy you got out of that marriage. And that you’re with Alex. He suits you better.”I blinked in surprise. Of all the reactions I had gotten ton
Mira’s POVThe morning of the family event came faster than I wanted. If it were up to me, I wouldn’t have attended at all, but Aaron had sent a reminder message, probably hoping to intimidate me into showing up. I wasn’t the same woman he used to control. If anything, this was the perfect opportunity to make a statement.I focused on getting Josh ready first, helping him with his little tuxedo. “You look so handsome,” I said, adjusting his bow tie.Josh grinned. “I know,” he said confidently. “But why do I have to wear this? It’s too tight.”“Because it’s a formal event,” I said. “Besides, you match with Alex.”At that moment, Alex walked in, dressed in a sleek black tuxedo. He took one look at Josh, then at me, and smirked. “Did we all just decide to ignore the dress code?”I turned back to the mirror and admired my red dress. It was bold, fiery, and a complete rebellion against the expected white. “I guess so,” I said, shrugging. “White isn’t really my color.”Josh laughed. “Dad’s
Mira’s POVThe house was quiet when I walked in, the kind of silence that made the weight of the day feel even heavier. The plans, the secrets, the moves I had just started to make—it was all swirling in my mind like a storm. But there was one thing I needed to do before I could let the chaos take over. I needed to talk to Alex.I found him in the living room, leaning back on the couch, his eyes glued to his phone. His usual calm was there, but I could tell something was bothering him. Maybe it was the pressure of everything happening with Aaron or the shadows from his past that still seemed to haunt him.“Hey,” I said softly, sitting next to him. “We need to talk.”He looked up at me, his gaze steady. “What’s going on?”I took a deep breath, my thoughts scattered. But I started from the beginning, telling him everything that had happened with the two investors—how they’d come to me, their plans for a hostile takeover, and how they’d been waiting for the right moment.“They said they’
Mira’s POVOlivia had left earlier with a promise to get back to me with some information. When she called me back, her voice was different, a little more unsure than usual.“Mira, I’m not sure about this. It feels like everything is moving so fast, and I can’t help but wonder if we can trust these men.” Olivia’s words lingered in the air as I leaned back in my chair. The weight of the situation had started to settle over me.I knew exactly what she meant. It felt too good to be true that these men—who had been a part of Aaron’s inner circle, who had supported him for so long—were suddenly on my side. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that if this was going to happen, I needed to take control and handle it the way I always did: strategically.“Olivia, show me the reports,” I said, my voice firm but calm.There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Olivia responded. “Okay, I’ll have someone bring them to you. Just… Mira, make sure you’re really ready