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Ian's POVI heard the term and felt as if my life was unraveling. What did she mean by her body being significantly compromised? I called out to the doctor as she was about to leave; the situation didn’t seem to add up at all.“Yes, Mr. Ian,” she replied.I scoffed, my breath coming in heavy gasps as my eyes scanned the room. Just how dire was her condition?“Very serious,” she said urgently, placing a hand on my chest. My heart raced as I locked eyes with her, sensing the sincerity in her expression.“It’s fine,” I nodded, making my way out of the hospital. I was determined to uncover the identity of the cook who had poisoned her.My heart thudded violently as I exited the hospital. The doctor’s words reverberated in my mind, each one more suffocating than the last. Mona had been drugged, and I was resolute in ensuring that the person responsible would face justice.I slammed the door of my car, the sound echoing through the desolate parking lot. My grip on the steering wheel was so
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Mia's POVThe atmosphere between us was heavy, stifling, resembling an impenetrable barrier. Each word from my mother tightened the grip around my chest, as if she were sketching a detailed outline of all I had been striving to forget. Her gaze—those eyes that seemed to uncover every hidden truth—bore into me, anticipating a response."This isn't a support group, Mom," I replied, my voice barely audible. "I did what I had to do. Whatever Ian is dealing with now is a result of his own ignorance."The last statement escaped me like a secret, and I immediately wished I could take it back. I didn’t want her to grasp the entire truth—not the complete truth, at least. I couldn’t reveal that it wasn’t solely Ian’s fault—that I had shattered everything between us weeks prior. I had dismantled it with my own actions, my own selfish errors, and now I was desperately trying to piece it back together.My mother, however, was not easily deceived. She had always been perceptive. With her arms cross
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The car door clicked shut with a definitive sound that resonated in the stillness of the night. Inside the dimly lit vehicle, she reclined against the seat, the gentle purr of the engine the only interruption to the quiet. Outside, the streetlights cast a faint glow, flickering as figures approached, their footsteps deliberate and measured against the chill of the pavement.They halted just before the car, pausing for a moment before one of them broke the silence, his voice steady yet tinged with an underlying tension.“Is it finished?” the man inquired, his words barely audible in the night, as if he feared eavesdroppers.“Finished,” she answered, her voice calm and almost indifferent, though her thoughts raced through the implications of every decision she had made leading up to this moment.The woman, who had remained silent until now, stepped closer to the vehicle, her gaze darting nervously between the windows, as if wary of being observed. "You’ve fulfilled your end of the barga
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Ian pov The cold, still body of the cook lay there in front of me, and everything felt wrong. The silence that filled the room was suffocating, the kind that pressed against your chest and made it impossible to breathe. My hands shook as I stared at the knife, the blood, her vacant eyes.I didn’t know what to think. Who did this? Why?I could hear the faint sound of footsteps, then a voice, sharp and piercing. "Ian, what happened? What did you do to her?" Mai’s voice cut through my thoughts, and I snapped my gaze up to her.My body tensed immediately. I didn’t have time for this. Not now."Shut up, Mai," I growled, my hands tightening into fists at my sides. I felt a fury rising within me, boiling over with every word that left her lips. "Don’t say that. Don’t you dare accuse me of something like that.""But... Ian, she’s dead," Mai stammered, eyes wide as she looked between me and the cook’s lifeless form. "Did you—did you kill her by mistake?"The accusation hung in the air like a
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Mona's povThe sound of the stabilizer hummed faintly in the background, a constant reminder that I was alive. But alive for what? My head felt like it was filled with cotton, a thick fog clouding my thoughts. I tried to open my eyes, but the light stabbed through the thin layers of my eyelids, pushing them back closed with the force of a storm.I shifted my fingers. The cold, metal tube of the IV dug into my skin, and I could feel the steady drip of medicine coursing into my veins. My chest felt tight, like I was drowning in air, and my breath came in shallow gasps. My heart raced, and with it, the panic began to creep in.Where am I?I forced my eyes open again, a little more forcefully this time. My vision blurred, distorted shapes merging together. My pulse was in my ears, loud and insistent. My eyes darted around. The sterile walls. The faint smell of antiseptic. The beep of a monitor. The rhythmic sound of something mechanical—a stabilizer, I realized. The noise was muffled, but
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Doctor Devis’ POVI stood outside the patient's room, my hands tightly clenched at my sides. The soft beeping of the machines had turned into a familiar yet unsettling background noise. I could hear her faint, labored breaths. The young woman had been admitted several days earlier, and I had been closely monitoring her recovery, but the signs were still not encouraging.I was in the midst of reviewing test results when the nurse entered my office with news that made my heart race.“She’s awake,” the nurse announced, her tone a mix of relief and uncertainty. “She’s conscious, but... I don’t think she fully understands what’s happening.”I quickly set my papers aside. “I’ll be there shortly.”As I entered her room, I saw Mona, her face pale and her eyes filled with confusion. She clutched the IV pole tightly, trying to steady herself, but her body shook, and her breaths were shallow. I had encountered patients like her before, but each time, it struck me just as hard. The fragility of l
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Mona's POVI blinked, my eyelids heavy, as I felt a soft, cold drop of something wet on my arm. My heart raced, the sensation sending an unfamiliar chill down my spine. It was like the gentle, calming feel of rain, but this wasn’t rain. I felt it again—a few more drops, the water tracing down the inside of my arm. What was happening?I jerked upright, my body groggy, but my mind trying to catch up. I scanned the room, disoriented. The beeping of a machine, the white walls, and the sterile smell of the hospital assaulted my senses. A small window allowed a sliver of light into the room. My vision swam, still foggy from whatever had happened to me.Then, I saw her.Her presence filled the room with warmth and light. I had been so lost in my panic that I hadn’t noticed her sitting beside me. My mother.She was right there—close, her hand still firmly clasped in mine. I didn’t even realize how tightly I had been holding on until I felt the pulse of her fingers in mine. I wanted to believe
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Mona’s POVI called her name again, desperate, my voice breaking as I leaned against the edge of the bed. "Mom?" It felt like a dream—like I was still trapped in a haze that I couldn’t shake off. The silence in the room was oppressive, the air thick with the weight of uncertainty. I waited, but the only sound was the faint hum of the machines, the quiet rustle of my own breath.My eyes scanned the room, searching. I couldn’t make sense of what had just happened, why her footsteps had disappeared so quickly. What was going on? Was she coming back? Had I imagined it all?And then, the door creaked open.I froze, my heart skipping a beat in my chest, as if the very sound of the door opening had the power to snap me from the fog I had been lost in. I turned my head just as a figure stepped inside—someone I hadn’t expected.It was Ian.My heart stuttered in my chest. I wasn’t sure what it was—shock, confusion, something deeper. His presence in the room was like an electric jolt that travel
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Author's POVShe ran like hell was licking at her heels. Her breath tore from her throat in jagged gasps, eyes wide and glassy, barely seeing where she was going. The night was cool but her skin burned, slick with sweat, heart pounding loud in her ears like war drums. She didn’t dare look back. Not once. She didn’t need to. Brown’s rage was enough to propel her forward, each step screaming with a desperation that only comes when you know—know—you’ve just danced with death and somehow slipped away with your soul.Her boots pounded against cracked pavement, weaving through alleys until she burst into the open light of the main road. Neon signs blinked like watching eyes. Cars hummed by, indifferent to the storm in her bones.And then—tires screeched.A black car jerked to a stop right in front of her. She stumbled back with a startled gasp, ready to bolt again, until the driver’s window rolled down.“Well, damn. That you?”The voice was like velvet and trouble wrapped in sarcasm. Her ey
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Brown's POV"What the hell are you saying? You can't bring the documents containing Ian's business deal with the Europeans?" I growled, my voice rough as gravel, slicing through the air like a blade. My fist slammed into the oak table with a thunderous crack, shaking the glass and papers that sat on its surface. She flinched, her body recoiling instinctively. Her wide, glossy eyes stared at me—frightened, wounded. She looked like a cornered animal, ready to bolt, but too broken to run."I—I'm trying my best, Brown. It's not easy to work as a help in a toxic home just to get valuable documents," she stammered, voice trembling, hands wringing together. Her lip quivered as she took a shaky step back, brushing her knuckles over her cheek.“I killed their cook… in the name of getting this…” Her voice cracked, and she swallowed hard, trying to compose herself, but the fear in her gaze betrayed her strength.The words hit me like a slap. Killed? That was unexpected, even for her.She backed
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Flynn’s POVBut Mona wasn’t having it. She stepped into the doorway, blocking my exit. Her presence filled the space, making the already small hallway feel even more suffocating."No, no, no, Flynn," she said, shaking her head in mock sympathy. "You’re not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on." She crossed her arms tighter across her chest, making sure I knew she wasn’t backing down. "You don’t just sneak out of here without telling me where you’re going. You work for me, remember?"I bit my lip to keep from snapping. Mona had this habit of reminding me of my position every chance she got, and it never failed to get under my skin. I didn’t want to fight her, but I knew I had no choice. If she got curious enough, she’d find out more than she needed to, and that would put me in even more danger."I’m just... taking care of some things. Personal stuff." I repeated, my voice a little more forceful this time, hoping she'd buy it.But Mona was no fool. Her sharp eyes bored into
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Flynn’s POVI was still rolling from one end of my bed to the other, wrapped in my comforter like a burrito, when my phone rang. Loud. Way too loud. Like, offensive-to-my-eardrums loud.I groaned, blindly flinging a hand over the bed, searching for the buzzing traitor that had the audacity to disrupt my sleep. My fingers finally landed on the screen, and I yanked it up toward my face, my eyes squinting like the sun itself had just slapped me.“Who the hell—” I mumbled, my voice scratchy, crust still in the corner of my eyes. I blinked. The caller ID was just a string of numbers, no name. Suspicious. Rude.I debated tossing it back under my pillow. Whoever it was could wait. Or not exist. Preferably both. But just as I was about to end the call with a swipe of my pinky, a loud voice boomed through the phone speaker:“FLYNN!”I flinched so hard I nearly dropped the phone on my face.Oh. No. That voice.“Shit,” I whispered, sitting upright with the speed of someone who just realized they
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Ian’s POVI was hearing voices downstairs—raised, sharp, female voices—and my stomach dropped like a stone in a pond.At first, I thought I was imagining it. I’d barely made it down the driveway, needed a damn breather after that phone call, but the moment I got out of the car, the shrieking tone of Mai’s laugh sliced through the quiet like a chainsaw in a library.What the actual hell?I took the porch steps two at a time and threw open the front door.And that’s when chaos hit me square in the face.Mona came flying at me like a human missile, barefoot, hair wild, wearing nothing but my shirt and righteous fury. She launched into my arms like a hurricane had possessed her.“She came here!” she shouted, voice muffled against my chest. “She came here like the devil on a bender, Ian! She was in the kitchen, giggling and scheming and trying to possess your soul or some crap like that!”I blinked. “Uh… who?”She pulled back, eyes blazing. “MAI!”Behind her, Flynn raised a hand like a wea
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Mona’s POVI watched him leave, the front door closing behind him with a finality that settled in my bones like a slow, creeping frost. Ian didn’t even look back.I should’ve been angry. Furious, maybe. But all I felt was hollow. My chest ached, the silence stretching out in the room like a punishment. And all because he answered a damn call. From her. Mai.That good-for-nothing, manipulative, arrogant... illiterate.I hated how it made me feel. Jealous. Insecure. Like I was twelve again and being picked last for the team, only this time the prize was Ian, and I was the one losing.I ran a hand through my tangled curls, eyes burning as I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The house felt colder without him in it. Colder and quieter.I pulled his shirt tighter around me—the one I slept in last night. The hem brushed mid-thigh, soft cotton and his scent wrapping around me like a second skin. I padded toward the stairs barefoot, each step a whisper against the polished wood.
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Mona’s POVIan?Wait—what the hell are you doing here?I blinked once. Twice. But no, I wasn’t hallucinating. It was him. Ian Devereux, standing like a ghost from a past I had just buried — in broad daylight, in front of my favorite corner café, where I was supposed to be minding my business and my cappuccino.I narrowed my eyes, instantly on edge. “I thought we got things over. You chose Me over me, remember? So what’s with the long face? She not reading bedtime stories anymore?”He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His hair was messier than usual, like he’d been running his hands through it out of habit. He wore the same black coat I once stole to sleep in, and the way it clung to his frame made him look colder, heavier… like guilt had a physical weight.“Mona,” he said my name like it was an apology in itself. I didn’t flinch.“No, seriously,” I continued, folding my arms across my chest. “What do you want, Ian? Closure? A sequel? Or are you just here to remind me that I was stu
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Mona’s POVMy fingers trembled around the handle of my bag, but I wasn’t sure if it was from rage or betrayal. I had tracked Ian here like a madwoman, using a location-sharing app I clowned onto his phone when I felt something in my gut — that sharp, stinging woman’s instinct. And there he was, sitting across from her. Mia. The girl who couldn't read a chapter, let alone close the book.“Yes, it’s me,” I said, my voice shaking, barely above a whisper. “Is she the reason you've been skipping breakfast and ignoring my calls?”I took a step forward. My heels clicking against the marble tiles were the only sound between us. I saw Ian’s lips part like he wanted to say something — a thousand excuses forming behind his guilty eyes — but before he could, she stood up like she owned the air we breathed.“Ian has no explanation to give for his attitude towards you, Madam Mona,” Mia said, her voice laced with smug venom. She tossed her sleek hair behind her shoulder, like she was about to walk a
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Mia’s POVHe exhaled. “Mia, this doesn’t have anything to do with—”“Oh, it doesn’t?” I said, laughing with disbelief. “That’s interesting. Because the last time I checked, you were parading around with that silicone Barbie like she was your forever after.”He sighed, the kind of sigh that wasn’t tired—it was guilty. I knew that sound. I’d heard it too many times when I caught him lying by omission.“You’re deflecting,” I said sharply. “Why?”“Because she’s not in the picture anymore,” he said, suddenly serious. “She doesn’t live with me. She hasn’t for over a month.”I blinked, stunned for a second.“What?” I said slowly. “You broke up?”He didn’t say anything.“Oh my god,” I whispered, the pieces clicking in my head. “You two broke up. And now suddenly you’re interested in working with me?”“I’ve been interested in working with you since the deal was proposed,” he replied firmly. “Don’t twist it.”“Oh honey, I’m not twisting a damn thing. I’m just connecting dots. The timeline’s too
