Chapter 1 - Dangerous BeginningsThe door to Ethanâs penthouse clicked shut behind Mia as she stepped into the darkness. Her heart raced, not from fear, but from the thrill that came with sneaking around, lying to everyone who mattered. She should have been ashamedâmaybe she was, somewhere deep insideâbut the rush of being here with him outweighed the guilt. Every time.Her fingers brushed against the smooth silk of her dress, the fabric cool against her heated skin. She moved silently across the marble floor, the muted city lights casting shadows through the vast windows. The space was lavish, the kind of place that screamed power and success. Everything about Ethanâs world was perfect, and it made her feel like an imposter. A good girl shouldnât be here. But she wasnât a good girl anymore.Not when it came to him.Her breath hitched as she heard the soft sound of his footsteps, slow and deliberate, moving towards her. He was watching herâshe could feel it, the weight of his gaze lin
Chapter 2 - The Secret Cracks Mia slipped out of Ethanâs penthouse just after midnight. The cool night air hit her flushed skin as she stepped onto the street, the city alive around her but feeling like a distant hum. She adjusted her jacket, pulling it tighter around her body as if it could shield her from the guilt that crept in every time she left Ethan. She told herself it would get easierâthe lying, the hidingâbut it never did. Her phone buzzed again in her hand. Liam. Guilt twisted her stomach as she glanced down at the message: Miss you. Letâs talk tomorrow? She should be excited to see Liam. He was the perfect boyfriend, the kind of guy any girl would be lucky to have. But all she felt was the dull ache of obligation. She could still feel Ethanâs hands on her skin, his lips against hers. Every time she was with him, it was like the rest of the world faded away, and she hated how much she craved that feeling. Pushing thoughts of Liam aside, she walked quickly toward her apar
Chapter 3 â Torn ApartMia didnât know how long she walked. The streets were quiet at this hour, empty except for the occasional car passing by, headlights cutting through the night. Her thoughts were anything but quiet. Sophieâs confession echoed in her mind, gnawing at her from the inside. It wasnât just the betrayalâit was the fact that Ethan had been with Sophie first. He never told her, never hinted at it, and now Mia couldnât shake the feeling that she had been played.What else had Ethan kept from her?She wandered toward the park, the one where she and Sophie used to hang out when they were kids. They had shared everything onceâsecrets, laughter, dreams of the future. Now it felt like everything had been a lie.Mia stopped at one of the benches, collapsing onto the cold metal. She buried her face in her hands, trying to breathe, but the suffocating weight of it all made her feel like she was drowning.Her phone buzzed again, Ethanâs name flashing across the screen once more. S
Chapter 4 â Fractured BondsMia couldnât sleep. The weight of everything pressed down on her chest, making it impossible to relax. Ethanâs betrayal, Sophieâs secret, her own lies to Liamâit all swirled in her mind like a storm she couldnât escape. She lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying Ethanâs words over and over.âYouâre not just another girl.âBut thatâs exactly how she felt now. Like she had been one in a long line of women to fall for his charms, to get swept up in the fantasy of being with someone older, more experienced. Someone who could make her feel things she never thought possible. And now, the fantasy was crumbling.When morning came, Mia pulled herself out of bed, her body heavy with exhaustion. She had agreed to meet Sophie today, but the thought of facing her friend made her stomach churn. How could she even begin to talk about what had happened?As she showered and dressed, she tried to steel herself for the conversation ahead. Sophie was her best friend
Chapter 5 â Shadows of the Past Mia stood frozen in Ethanâs penthouse, her heart pounding. She didnât know how to move forward from here. Ethanâs eyes searched hers, waiting for her to say somethingâanythingâthat would break the suffocating silence between them. âDo you really think I can just forget everything?â Mia asked, her voice trembling. âYou kept something from me, Ethan. You slept with Sophie, my best friend, and you didnât think that mattered?â Ethan sighed heavily, running a hand through his dark hair. His frustration was evident, but Mia could see the guilt in his eyes. âIt wasnât like that, Mia. What happened with Sophie was before you and I⊠It didnât mean anything.â âIt doesnât matter when it happened,â Mia said, her voice rising. âThe fact that you didnât tell me means you were hiding it.â âI didnât want to hurt you,â Ethan said softly, stepping closer. âI was trying to protect us. What I feel for youâwhat we haveâitâs real.â Miaâs chest tightened. She wanted to b
CHAPTER 6: SEX ON A STICKMIAâAre you going somewhere?â Liam inquired, after seeing me all dressed up.It wasn't my intention to wake him up. I was planning on just leaving quietly but somehow, he heard my movements. I blinked multiple times, thinking of excuses I could use to get out of there. I didn't want him to feel bad that I was leaving him in the middle of the night, but I also didn't want to keep Ethan waiting.âUmâŠI have to go. There's an emergency,â I lied.He rubbed his eyes, sitting up to look at me. âI don't get it, Mia. Didn't you just arrive here? Why are you leaving again?â He complained, watching me wear my shoes.I bit my lips, thinking of another excuse to tell him. âIâŠI have to be home. Dad would be home from his business trip, and I don't want him asking about my whereabouts.âIt wasn't a lie entirely; my dad was on a business trip, and I wanted to be the first to greet him upon his arrival. Liam didn't ask any further questions but I could tell that he was very
Chapter 7: Sweet thing MIA *A WEEK LATER* This past week has been great so far. Liam and I decided to take things slow, although I still had my sexcapades with Ethan, my father already returned from his trip so I was able to take a breather, away from him for a while. I sat in the living room, binge watching my favorite series. I was so lost in it that I didn't realize when someone walked in. I noticed some movement but didn't bother looking up. It was probably one of the maids who went out for groceries. âHey sweet thing,â I heard that familiar voice. My blood turned cold in an instant. I thought he wasn't going to show up until my dad has gone . What was he doing here? I didn't dare look up at him. I was scared of what he'd do to me. He laughed, making his way towards me. âIs this what we've come too? Are you ignoring me and acting like I don't even exist?â He retorted. I swallowed my saliva, taking deep breaths. âWelcome back, Ethan,â I replied, trying hard to act casual.
Chapter 8: Some kind of fetish?MIAâWâWhat do you want?â I managed to ask. My voice was cracking and barely audible but somehow he had been able to make do with my incoherent words.He smirked. âI want to touch you,â he revealed.My breath hitched and the thought of my Ethan touching me made me feel elated, I had missed him. It's not like I didn't want Liam to touch me either but I got so attracted to him that I couldn't help it.He waited for my response and when he got none he brought out his phone again. âDo you want me to call a Uber and leave instead?â He threatened, his middle finger close to the send button.âNo,â I responded quickly. âYou can touch me but can it be some other time? I'm just trying to process everything. I miss you Ethan, but I'm also scared and I don't trust you like I used to.â I pleaded.He had some type of emotion on his face. It was something that I couldn't quite put my fingers on. âYou are still thinking about her but I can assure you that you're differ
Chapter 123: Meddling prosecutor SMITH COLE Hehe!đ«ą I sat in my room, my fingers tapping against the desk. Emily stood in front of me, her hands shaking, she looked so pathetic. "Tell me, Emily," I said, my voice low but laced with unmistakable displeasure. "Why do I even bother with you?" She opened her mouth, then closed it, struggling to form an answer. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly and shook my head. "You promised me results," I continued. "You swore youâd keep Ethan distracted, feed me information, and what have you done? Nothing." "IâŠI tried," she stammered. "But he's always a step ahead. HeâŠ" I slammed my hand against the desk, making her flinch. "Excuses bore me, Emily." She swallowed hard. "Please, just give me another chance. IâŠ" "You don't have a choice." I leaned forward, my gaze piercing into hers. "Because I have something you want." I pulled out my phone and tapped the screen. A second later, a picture appearedâNathan, sitting in
Chapter 122: ErevosJOHN EVANSAs I walked out of Ethanâs office, the word replayed he asked me about in my mind âErevos.â I told him I didnât know what it meant, but that was a lie. I didnât trust him enough to tell the truth. The moment I got into my car, I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my mind racing. ErevosâMarthaâs safe word. The code to her safe deposit box. She had told me about it once, in passing, as if she were preparing for the worst. At the time, I brushed it off, believing she was just being cautious. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove straight to the bank. The entire ride there, my chest felt heavy. If Ethan found the word in her documents, that meant she had been gathering somethingâevidence, secrets, something powerful enough to destroy Smith Cole. The bank manager recognized me immediately and led me to the private vault area. The safe deposit box sat there, untouched for years because I never had enough courage to check it out. I told the manager t
Chapter 121: Innocent until proven guiltyETHANI barely had time to process the evidence I had gathered when my office door slammed open. A man strode in, wearing an expensive suit, his face red with fury. I didnât bother standing. I simply leaned back in my chair and watched him. "You really think youâre untouchable, donât you, Ethan?" He hissed, slamming his hands on my desk. I remained calm. "And who the hell are you? Barging into my office like you own the place." "Donât play games with me," he snapped. "I know you had my late wifeâs case reopened." I tilted my head. "Ah, so words travel fast. Thatâs interesting." His eyes darkened. "You donât know what youâre getting yourself into." I let out a small chuckle. "Thatâs where youâre wrong. I know exactly what Iâm getting into. The question isâŠdo you?" Smith clenched his jaw. "Drop it, Ethan. Iâm warning you." I stood slowly, placing my hands on my desk as I met his gaze. "You donât get to warn me. You think I donâ
Chapter 120: I'm not a childMIAI was curled up on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through my phone when I heard the front door open. It was Uncle Greg.I sat up looking at him. Judging by the way he looked back at me, I had a feeling my dad had already told him everything. Greg walked into the living room, rubbing his neck, his eyebrows narrowing.âSo,â he said, dropping onto the couch across from me, âyou and Ethan, huh?â I swallowed. âDad told you.â He snorted. âTold me? More like ranted for a full hour. I had to remind him to breathe at some point.â I let out a small, humorless laugh. âSounds about right.â Greg leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. âLook, Mia, I get it.â I frowned. âYou get it? That's a lie. No one understands me.â He nodded, sighing heavily. âYouâre in love with someone older, someone whoâs got baggage, someone who isnât exactly an easy choice.â He paused. âIâve been there.â I blinked. âWaitâŠwhat?â Greg rubbed his jaw, looking lik
Chapter 119: AnxietySOPHIEMia was still asleep. I sat on the couch beside her, watching her. She looked exhausted, and I didnât blame her. With everything happening, she deserved the rest. I tried to focus on her, on making sure she was okay, but my mind kept drifting. To Liam, the baby. To whether or not Liam even wanted this baby. He had reassured me, held me close, and told me we would be okay. But what if he was just saying that because he felt he had to? What if deep down, he was scared, or worseâregretful? He had always wanted to stand on his own, to build a life outside his fatherâs influence, I mean I even encouraged it but a baby changes everything. Did he see it as a burden? I shook my head at the thought. No. Liam loves me. He wouldnât see our baby as a burden⊠right? Mia stirred beside me, stretching before her eyes slowly fluttered open. She blinked up at me sleepily. âYouâre still here?â I managed a small smile. âYeah, but I was just about to head home.â
Chapter 118: FuryJOHN EVANSI dropped Mia off at the house and gave strict instructions to the security not to let her out. My blood was boiling and my fists clenched so tight my knuckles ached. The image of Ethan and Mia together, still fresh in my memory. My own best friend. My daughter. How could they? I needed to forget everything. I zoomed off, gripping the steering wheel, my breaths coming in short. I didnât trust myself around Miaânot when I was this furious. I needed a drink. I drove aimlessly until I spotted a bar on the corner of an empty street. Without thinking, I pulled in, parked, and headed inside. The smell of alcohol and smoke hit me instantly. It was quiet, only a few people scattered around. Perfect. I walked straight to the counter. âWhiskey. Neat.â The bartender nodded, pourin
Chapter 117: Mr politicianLIAMI stood outside my apartment door, gripping my keys so tightly my knuckles turned white. I recalled what my boss told me as I got to the office.âWe're sorry, we have to lay you off. We appreciate your time here.â That's how I was fired. Just like that, without any reason.I hadnât even seen it coming. One moment, I was in a meeting, and the next, I was being pulled aside by my boss who told me that my services were no longer needed. No explanation. No warning.I forced a breath through my nose, trying to push the frustration down. I wasnât going to tell Sophie. Not yet. She had been dealing with so much at work, and I didnât want to add to her stress. I unlocked the door and stepped inside. The apartment was quiet. âSophie?â I called, scanning the living room. No answer. I che
Chapter 116: Danger to societyETHANPain was the first thing I felt when I woke up. A deep, throbbing ache that spread through my ribs and face like wildfire. I groaned, my head pounding as I forced my eyes open. My vision was blurry, but I could make out a figure sitting beside me. It was Emily. She was dabbing a cloth against my forehead, her face unreadable. âYouâre awake,â she murmured, relief laced in her voice. I tried to sit up, but my body protested. âWhat the hell are you doing here?â I rasped. âYou were beaten unconscious, Ethan,â she said matter-of-factly. âSomeone had to take care of you.â I scoffed, wincing at the pain it caused. âI donât need your help. You're the one who caused all these in the first place.â She frowned, clearly irritated. âYou could at least say thank you, I mean, I did all of that for your own good. She doesn't deserve you, she too young forâŠâI glared. âI didnât ask for your help. Get out.â She hesitated, her lips pressing into a thin
Chapter 115: A wreckMIAThe car ride home was unbearable. The silence between dad and I was suffocating and heavy. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, glancing at my father, but his hands remained tight on the steering wheel, his knuckles white. His jaw was clenched, his entire body was stiff with fury. I swallowed hard and finally gathered the courage to speak. âDadâŠâ My voice was quiet, hesitant. Nothing. âCan we at least talk about this?â I tried again, my fingers twisting in my lap. Still nothing. He didnât even glance in my direction. I bit my lip, my chest tightening. âI know youâre mad, butâŠâ He let out a sharp breath through his nose, gripping the wheel even tighter. âMad?â he finally spoke, his voice dangerously low. âMad doesnât even begin to cover it. I'm livid, Mia Alexandria Evans.â I flinched, he never calls me by my full name. âDad, IâŠâ âDonât! I do not want to do this with you, young woman.â His voice was cold, final. Tears stung my eyes. I hated th