Rosalie's POVMy breath hitched as I reread Maverick’s message, my fingers trembling around my phone.Maverick: I didn’t get to finish, but you need to know—Maya, Cameron's ex-girlfriend was your sister who died many years ago.The words blurred before my eyes.Sister.No.It wasn’t possible.Maya had been Cameron’s ex who died, and we never know what killed my sister as well so this is it. But Maverick was telling me that Cameron's ex was my sister? That my own blood had been tied to Cameron in a way I had never imagined?The restroom around me felt too small, too suffocating. My chest tightened as my mind struggled to process this truth."Rosalie?"Cameron’s voice dragged me back, his breath warm against my skin. I had forgotten he was still there, still caging me against the wall. His piercing eyes studied me, his smirk now replaced by something unreadable.I clenched my phone in my fist, rage bubbling beneath my skin like lava."You knew," I whispered, my voice dangerously low.Ca
Rosalie's POV "You're fired!" my boss bellowed, and all I could think about was escaping the chaos in my mind. Blood streamed from his head, a sight that sent chills down my spine.Yet, what truly terrified me was the realization that I was the one responsible for it.A smirk crept onto my face as I masked my true feelings with a facade of confidence. I was aware that he could have pressed charges against me, but I knew he wouldn’t dare; he had just attempted to make an inappropriate advance toward me."Good, because I’m done with your fucking job!" I shouted as I stormed out of his office. I could feel my colleagues' gazes on me, but I didn’t care; I just wanted to get out of the building. A bruise on the side of my lip throbbed from the slap I had received for refusing to comply with him.I should have seen the signs all along; I could have known this was coming. There were times when I caught him looking at me inappropriately, and he often made sexual advances. At the time, I brus
Cameron's POV"Please, put the gun down! Don't shoot!" My voice reverberates through the living room as I attempt to stop my father's gang. The air is thick with tear gas, making it impossible to see anything. They found her in the house, she was pregnant. My life flashed before my eyes when I heard the gunshot, followed by the roar of a vehicle speeding away."No, no," I cried, rushing to Maya's side. Blood was seeping from her stomach, and my tears flowed freely as I saw her lying in a pool of cold blood. Time seemed to freeze, and I felt my own blood trickle as I cradled Maya's lifeless body in my arms. A chilling breeze brushed against the back of my neck and ears, like a cold finger, and suddenly, my world plunged into an unnatural darkness, as if all the light had vanished, just as Maya took her last breath in my embrace.A surge of anger welled up within me as I grabbed the gun from the ground, ready to pursue them. But I was halted when I felt a firm grip on my wrist—Jack h
Rosalie's POVI slumped on the couch in the living room, feeling utterly defeated; I failed the job interview I went for earlier, and It had been a long day, and exhaustion weighed heavily on me as Athena walked in through the door."Hey, baby! I'm back!" she exclaimed cheerfully, rushing over to wrap me in a warm hug.I was taken aback as she finally pulled away. "I have some great news for you, Rose!"My heart lifted at her words. "Really? What is it?" I asked, a smile spreading across my face, eager to hear what she had to share."I finally found you a job!" Athena exclaimed, her face beaming with excitement, and my eyes widened in surprise."Are you serious?" I asked, a wave of happiness washing over me as she nodded enthusiastically."Oh my goodness! What kind of job is it?" I asked eagerly."There’s a vacancy at our club, and you’d be working as a stripper," Athena revealed, and my expression instantly darkened as I stood up from the couch."What do you mean, Athena? What kind o
Cameron's POV "Shoot him" I commanded, my voice devoid of emotion as I stared at the traitor before me, blood seeping from every wound on his body. I felt no sympathy; all I wanted was for him to die—now."Please, boss, have mercy! Just give me one more chance, and I swear I won't betray you again," he begged, his voice trembling. He was bound to a chair, just like last time, but now his fingers and toes were all cut-off. He was alive, yet his soul was utterly gone."You want another chance? But you betrayed me in the first place, and I don't offer second chances. You should have thought about the consequences before acting," I said coldly."I'm sorry," the man pleaded, his voice trembling. "My daughter was sick, and I need money for her medicine. I never intended to steal from you." Tears mingled with the blood on his face as he spoke."That's an unacceptable excuse. If you needed money, you could have asked me, but instead, you chose to steal my goods and sell them to my rival. How
Rosalie's POV I slowly walked out of the VIP room, still in shock. Can I really quit because of this man? I don’t want to work with him.It’s obvious we don’t like each other, and it would be a problem for me to work under him. I can’t see him as anything but a bastard pervert, and my pride won’t allow me to call him my boss."I need to talk to Athena about this. I can't work like this. I'm sure I can find another job, even if it means being a waitress. I didn't want to do it before, but I would now. I don't mind...""I just can't stand working with that fool; his presence irritates me," I mumbled as I entered the main club, scanning the room for Athena.But I couldn't see her anywhere. "I think she's still busy working. I shouldn't disturb her with my problems, I guess...""I should just leave. Athena can tell that bastard pervert in the morning that I'm no longer interested in the job," I mumbled to myself, nodding in confirmation.As I started to walk out, the club felt too crowde
Cameron's POVNext day___I stepped out of my chamber with a smile on my face, unable to shake the memories of last night. The innocent look on her face is something I can't get out of my head easily.I noticed how she was rubbing her thighs together; it was clear she was feeling horny as well last night. When I released her last night, I could see her juice on the chair where she sat."I can't wait to take that innocent look off her face and teach her a lesson for disrespecting me in my own way," I mumbled, a proud smile spreading across my lips.As I made my way downstairs, I found all my gang members waiting for me."Good morning, boss," they greeted, their heads bowed in respect, before Jack stepped closer to my side."Have you located our target for tonight?" I asked Jack quietly."Yes, boss. He plans to travel tonight at eight o'clock, but I've already tracked his every move," Jack replied, and I nodded in satisfaction.I turned back to the gang members. "I need ten of you to ac
Rosalie's POV The sound of a door creaking woke me up, and I yawned loudly before slowly opening my eyes.My eyes widened when my vision cleared, revealing that I wasn't in my room. I turned to the door and saw Cameron standing there."What the heck am I doing here?" I mumbled in surprise as Cameron began walking closer to me, a smile on his face."Don't come any closer! What did you do to me?" I yelled, jumping out of bed. I remembered seeing a killer last night before passing out, but..."How did I end up here?" I thought."Do you remember what happened last night?" Cameron asked, though he was curious to know if she had seen his face last night but he didn't let his curiosity show on his face."What happened? Is it what I'm thinking?" I wondered, feeling a surge of fear as I checked myself out. Thankfully, my clothes were still on.“D... did you... sleep with me?” I asked, fear evident on my face, but Cameron just scoffed.“You think highly of yourself? Who do you think you are, t
Rosalie's POVMy breath hitched as I reread Maverick’s message, my fingers trembling around my phone.Maverick: I didn’t get to finish, but you need to know—Maya, Cameron's ex-girlfriend was your sister who died many years ago.The words blurred before my eyes.Sister.No.It wasn’t possible.Maya had been Cameron’s ex who died, and we never know what killed my sister as well so this is it. But Maverick was telling me that Cameron's ex was my sister? That my own blood had been tied to Cameron in a way I had never imagined?The restroom around me felt too small, too suffocating. My chest tightened as my mind struggled to process this truth."Rosalie?"Cameron’s voice dragged me back, his breath warm against my skin. I had forgotten he was still there, still caging me against the wall. His piercing eyes studied me, his smirk now replaced by something unreadable.I clenched my phone in my fist, rage bubbling beneath my skin like lava."You knew," I whispered, my voice dangerously low.Ca
Adelaide’s POVMaverick and I were still deep in conversation, though I was beginning to grow irritated with how much he was dragging things out. His dramatics were getting on my nerves, and I nearly told him to drop the act and stick to the plan. We were supposed to be pretending, nothing more. But what he was saying now… I couldn’t ignore it."I’d like to tell you about Cameron,” Maverick said, his voice low, almost secretive. “I know you’d want to know, so you should know. Cameron’s entire family is just as evil as he is.”That made me pause. Slowly, my gaze shifted toward Cameron’s seat—not directly, of course. I wanted to be discreet, to see his expression without making it obvious. This was just the beginning. I would make him regret everything, not just by making him jealous. No, that was too simple. Olivia deserved her share of revenge, too. She would taste the bitterness of betrayal, just as I had.But before I could catch a glimpse of Cameron’s reaction, I realized he was no
The restaurant was filled with the soft hum of conversation, the clinking of glasses, and the quiet laughter of the wealthy patrons who occupied its candle-lit tables. But for the four people caught in an invisible battle of emotions, the rest of the world faded into a blur.Rosalie sat across from Maverick, a practiced smile on her lips as she took a slow sip of wine. She could feel Cameron’s eyes on her, burning with something unreadable—something that wasn’t quite anger but was far from indifference.Good.She wanted him to feel what she had felt. The sting of betrayal, the suffocating weight of heartbreak. If seeing her with Maverick made him suffer, then it was working.Besides Cameron, Olivia was doing her best to pull his attention back to her, leaning in closer, her perfectly manicured fingers brushing against his sleeve. She laughed at something he hadn’t even said, tossing her hair in a way that screamed look at me.But Cameron wasn’t looking at her.His dark eyes stayed loc
Rosalie’s POVI stood frozen, Maverick’s words echoing in my head. If you want to get back at Cameron, let’s do it together.Slowly, I turned to face him. His usual smirk was gone, replaced by something darker—something that told me he meant every word."You hate him that much?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.Maverick crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly. "More than you can imagine," he said, his voice laced with bitterness.I didn’t trust him—not one bit. But if there was one thing I knew, it was that an enemy of Cameron’s could be a useful ally.I walked back toward him, arms crossed. "And why should I believe you? You were his friend.""Were," he emphasized. "Not anymore. Cameron ruined something important to me, just like he ruined you. And I think it’s time he gets what’s coming to him."I studied him, trying to figure out if he was playing some twisted game. His dark eyes held no deception, only a burning hatred that nearly mirrored my own."What did he do to you?" I asked.
Rosalie's POV I was walking down the street, aimlessly heading to who knows where since leaving Cameron's house. What broke my heart the most was that Cameron didn’t even try to stop me from going. It hurt to know that he had gotten what he wanted and now had the space to be with his lover, just as he desired.His words, his promises, and his affection made me believe he loved me just as I loved him, but it turns out they were all lies. I can't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks at the thought of it, and I have no idea how I'm going to move on from this."It hurts so much; my heart aches," I mumbled through my sobs, realizing that it all began with the contract between us. I should have followed the rules and not allowed myself to fall in love with him, which led to this heartbreak.Now, I find myself regretting my decision, but it's too late to turn back the clock. If only I could.Even though I'm crying and feeling sad, contemplating how I'm going to move on, I'm also thi
Athena's POV I was taken aback when Carter didn’t push me away; instead, he deepened the kiss, and I couldn’t help but smile against his lips. As I kissed him earlier, but I immediately got back into my senses—I realized I wouldn’t have any excuse for this kiss, and the thought of Carter pulling away in anger filled me with embarrassment. Just as I was about to pull away, he deepened the kiss again and pulled me even closer.I thought he was in a rush to see Gabriella, but I guess I was wrong. I’m glad I managed to stop him this time, and my heart raced in my chest as the kiss intensified with every passing second. Although I had no idea what was going through his mind to make him kiss me so passionately, I didn’t care about the potential regret. I just wanted to savor this moment, knowing I might not get another chance like it.Carter's hand slipped behind my neck as he pulled me closer, and I began to realize that this kiss was fueled by his frustration and anger. I knew that onc
Rosalie's POV "Are you really this shameless? You don't even try to hide it! You came here like this, expecting me to believe you didn't sleep together, huh? Isn't that right, you shameless bitch?" I said angrily to Olivia, pouring out all my hurt and anger. But once again, she shifted her expression to one of innocence, as if I were the one in the wrong and she was the innocent one.I wonder what she’s thinking of me with that wicked mind of hers, or what she and Cameron are scheming together. If they think they can treat me like a plaything and mock me like this, they’re mistaken. I swear I won’t let them get away with it; they can’t betray me like this and expect to walk away unscathed.Cameron dropped his phone on the bed in frustration, not knowing what to do anymore, and he tried to touch me again. "Rosalie, just calm down, let me explain everything to you." I moved away from him quickly before he could touch me, tears rolling down my cheeks.Rosalie, why are you treating me li
Gabriella sat beside the street, exactly where she had almost been robbed last night, crying her eyes out. "I'm ruined. Where am I going to start from? I don't even know my older sister. I would have started searching for her now, knowing we'll still have each other as a family if we find each other. But I don't know her or have any pictures of her from when she was young. Maybe I can find her that way, but I don't know where to look or where to start," she mumbled tearfully.She couldn't help but think about how unfair life had been to her all this time. "Why did it have to turn out that my parents are dead now when I thought I would finally be happy and have good parents? Why did everything have to get worse?" Gabriella cried harder, feeling utterly alone."None of this would have happened if it weren't for that family. They'll all suffer for the rest of their lives, even in prison and after they die. They made me like this, with no one to turn to," Gabriella cursed, feeling a deep
Rosalie's POV I was sitting on my bed, tears streaming down my face, my heart shattered. I never expected to feel this way today.We were supposed to be happy together, knowing we wouldn’t see each other for a while. But right now, I can’t put into words everything I’m feeling for him. I’m overwhelmed with anger and sadness. How could Cameron do this to me?I thought that when I left the dining room earlier, Cameron would follow me so I could explain how I felt about Olivia, her behavior, and her intentions of coming here because I understood it on her face and her words, but to my surprise, Cameron didn’t move an inch. He didn’t care about me; instead, he chose to stay with Olivia.It’s already night, and Cameron hasn’t come to me since the morning. I can’t help but wonder what he and Olivia are doing, but my anger was keeping me away from checking on them until he came back.“Cameron is a bastard! Does that mean Olivia isn’t who he claims she is to him?” I mumbled, a wave of pain w