Five years ago, Evelyn Smith made a decision that changed everything—she convinced her cousin to walk away from what she believed was a disastrous engagement. She thought she was saving Stacy from a loveless marriage. She never expected the man left at the altar to come back for revenge. Now, Lucas Martin, a self-made billionaire and CEO of Molbourn Enterprises, has returned, and he’s not just after Evelyn—he wants everything her family holds dear. His calculated plan is already in motion, stripping the Smiths of their company, influence, and security. The goal? To bring Evelyn to her knees, to make her regret ever interfering in his life. But Evelyn is no damsel in distress. She refuses to let Lucas destroy her family without a fight. As she battles to regain control of Smith Hotels, the stakes grow higher, and so do the tensions between them. Sparks fly between anger and attraction, hatred and something dangerously close to desire. The game is revenge, and the goal is submission. But in a battle where neither side is willing to lose, will they destroy each other… or find something neither of them expected?
Lihat lebih banyakEvelyn stood by her office window, gazing out at the city skyline as the sun dipped below the horizon. The news of Lucas Martin’s financial investigation had sent shockwaves through the business world. Calls had been flooding into Smith Hotels all day—reporters, investors, board members, each one demanding answers she wasn’t yet ready to give.Her fingers tapped restlessly against the wooden frame. She had expected Lucas to retaliate, but so far, he had remained silent. That silence unsettled her more than anything else.A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. Diana stepped in, a thick folder tucked under her arm. “We need to talk,” she said, her expression unreadable.Evelyn motioned for her to sit. “Tell me you found something.”Diana placed the folder on the desk and slid it toward her. “Not just something—everything. Bank records, hidden assets, offshore dealings. We have enough to bury Lucas Martin for good.”Evelyn’s breath hitched as she flipped through the pages. It w
Evelyn sat in the dimly lit café, her fingers tracing the edges of the thick file Diana had handed her. The weight of the documents was nothing compared to the burden she carried—the need to bring Lucas Martin down, to reclaim what had been stolen from her family. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to focus. The hum of quiet conversations around them faded as she flipped open the first page.Diana leaned forward, her dark eyes sharp. “This isn’t just about corporate takeovers anymore, Evelyn. What I found links Lucas to something much bigger—offshore dealings, bribery, and connections to known criminal enterprises. If we use this right, he won’t just lose control of Smith Hotels; he could go to prison.”Evelyn’s heart pounded. She had expected corruption, but not at this scale. “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice steady despite the storm raging inside her.Diana nodded. “I triple-checked everything. The documents, the money trails—it’s all there. Lucas has been laundering money t
Evelyn stood in front of her father’s office window, staring at the city skyline that stretched before her. The lights flickered like stars against the inky darkness, but tonight, they brought her no comfort. The weight of the battle ahead settled on her shoulders, pressing down with unrelenting force.The documents Diana had uncovered lay spread across the desk behind her, a damning trail of evidence linking Lucas Martin to unethical dealings. Offshore accounts, concealed partnerships, and shadowy transactions—each page revealed another piece of a carefully constructed empire built on deception.She clenched her fists. It was time to strike.Her phone vibrated on the desk. The name on the screen made her breath hitch.Lucas Martin.Evelyn inhaled sharply before answering. "What do you want, Lucas?"His deep, smooth voice slid through the receiver like silk over steel. "You’ve been busy, Evelyn. Digging into things that don’t concern you.""They concern me when they threaten my family’
Evelyn sat in her father’s office, surrounded by the remnants of a legacy that now seemed fragile under the weight of uncertainty. The large mahogany desk, once a symbol of power and control, now felt like an anchor pulling her into the depths of responsibility. The faint scent of her father’s cologne lingered in the air, a painful reminder of the man who had built this empire from the ground up.She traced the edge of a framed photograph on the desk—her father standing proudly in front of Smith Hotels’ first grand opening. It had been a moment of triumph, a culmination of years of relentless effort. Now, that triumph was overshadowed by the looming threat of Lucas Martin.A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. Jack Young, the family’s trusted lawyer, stepped inside, his expression grim. “Evelyn, I have the financial reports you requested.”She took the file from his hands, flipping through the pages. Her stomach tightened at the sight of declining numbers and board member s
The storm of emotions that had overtaken Evelyn in the hospital still raged inside her as she stepped back into the dim corridors of Smith Hotels. The rain had subsided into a relentless drizzle outside, matching the steady hum of uncertainty that filled her mind. Though her heart ached for her father’s fragile state, a cold determination had taken root—a determination to reclaim her family’s honor and dismantle the threat that Lucas Martin represented.Evelyn’s first stop was a discreet meeting with Jack Young, the family’s long-trusted lawyer. In a secluded lounge away from prying eyes, Jack’s eyes reflected both sorrow and concern as he detailed the implications of the hostile takeover. “Your father’s empire isn’t just a collection of properties, Evelyn—it’s the legacy of our family,” he said, his voice grave. “Lucas Martin’s maneuver wasn’t a random act of corporate aggression; it was calculated, precise… and it leaves us little room for error.”As Jack outlined the legal and finan
Evelyn stood at the glass window of her father’s hospital room, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. The soft beeps of the monitors and the hushed whispers of the medical staff were a cruel reminder of how fragile life could be. Just a day ago, her father had been the pillar of strength—a commanding figure who built an empire from the ground up. Now, he lay silent and vulnerable, cocooned in a sterile world of white sheets and cold machinery.The quiet room felt suffocating. Every passing minute amplified her fear and anger. She couldn’t help but replay the events of the evening over and over in her mind—the hurried exit from the hotel, the dreadful news that shattered her world, and the all-too-familiar name that echoed in the back of her thoughts: Lucas Martin.Her thoughts swirled like the rain outside, each drop a reminder of the questions she could no longer ignore. Was this tragic turn of events simply a cruel twist of fate? Or was there something more sinister at work
The taxi pulled up in front of Smith Hotels and Towers, and Evelyn Smith barely registered the driver’s words as he announced their arrival. She had been lost in thought, staring out the window at the drizzling rain coating the city streets. Snapping back to reality, she quickly paid the fare, grabbed her shopping bags, and hurried inside.The grand lobby of Smith Hotels was a testament to her family's legacy. Its high ceilings adorned with intricate chandeliers exuded sophistication, while polished marble floors reflected the golden glow of warm lighting. Guests bustled about, their conversations blending into a low hum. The air was filled with the scent of fresh flowers from the elaborate arrangements placed at every turn. It was a scene of elegance, yet tonight, something felt different—off.Evelyn smiled warmly at Jarvis, the hotel’s longtime doorman, as he rushed to take the bags from her."Ms. Smith, your mother is waiting in the open café," he informed her politely.Evelyn nodde
Lucas Martin leaned back against his high-backed swivel seat, his fingers forming a steeple as he listened to the man seated across from him. To an outsider, he might have seemed distant, but in reality, his mind was razor-sharp, absorbing every word, calculating his next move. Occasionally, he would swivel towards the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, his gaze unfocused as he stared out at the sprawling city skyline. But he wasn’t admiring the view. His thoughts were elsewhere—on a past he hadn’t forgotten, on a betrayal that still burned.Rubbing his jaw, he grimaced at the rough stubble—less than a day's growth, but enough to be a nuisance. He’d have to shave before meeting Stacy for dinner; otherwise, she’d nag him about his "Neanderthal look" again. The thought brought a slight smirk to his face. He could already picture her bright green eyes lighting up with amusement, her golden hair perfectly styled, her voice teasing yet affectionate.She was, by all accounts, the ideal wom
Lucas Martin leaned back against his high-backed swivel seat, his fingers forming a steeple as he listened to the man seated across from him. To an outsider, he might have seemed distant, but in reality, his mind was razor-sharp, absorbing every word, calculating his next move. Occasionally, he would swivel towards the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, his gaze unfocused as he stared out at the sprawling city skyline. But he wasn’t admiring the view. His thoughts were elsewhere—on a past he hadn’t forgotten, on a betrayal that still burned.Rubbing his jaw, he grimaced at the rough stubble—less than a day's growth, but enough to be a nuisance. He’d have to shave before meeting Stacy for dinner; otherwise, she’d nag him about his "Neanderthal look" again. The thought brought a slight smirk to his face. He could already picture her bright green eyes lighting up with amusement, her golden hair perfectly styled, her voice teasing yet affectionate.She was, by all accounts, the ideal wom...
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