I sat at my desk, the events of the morning replaying in my mind. Lucas’s betrayal was still fresh, and the anger from our confrontation was simmering beneath the surface. I’d regained control, but the fight was far from over. I had no time to relax—this was just the beginning.The sudden knock at my door interrupted my thoughts. I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. Nicolai. I could feel his presence the moment he stepped into the room. The tension in the air shifted, and I found myself dreading whatever he had to say."Amethyst," he said, his voice hesitant, almost… apologetic? "Can I talk to you for a moment?"I didn’t answer right away. I couldn’t bring myself to. My emotions were too raw, too conflicted. But I couldn’t push him away, not after everything that had happened between us. The thought of him lingering at the door, unsure of whether to enter, was more painful than facing him."Come in,
“Alexa…” Victoria’s voice trembled, the words coming out in a rush. “She’s on a live interview, and she’s destroying you, Amethyst. She’s saying you’re a homewrecker. She’s saying you ruined her marriage with Gideon. Please… you need to see this for yourself.”I felt a wave of nausea sweep over me. Alexa. That treacherous woman.I quickly turned on the television, switching to the news channel. The screen flickered for a moment before settling on a live broadcast. And there she was.Alexa. Sitting on a sleek, modern couch in a news studio, tears running down her cheeks as she spoke into the camera, looking every bit the picture of a heartbroken woman.“I can’t even begin to explain how much pain I’m in right now,” Alexa’s voice wavered, her words dripping with feigned sincerity."Amethyst Amadeus has done nothing but tear apart my marriage with my husband, Gideon Grayson. She’s been a constant presence in our lives, manipulating situations to get close to him. And now—now she’s ruined
GIDEON’S POVI was lying in that damn hospital bed, the antiseptic air thick around me, the faint beeping of the heart monitor the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. The pain in my body didn’t hurt nearly as much as the one gnawing at my chest, a pain that had nothing to do with my injuries and everything to do with the wreckage of my life.I was still trying to wrap my head around it all, trying to make sense of what had happened when the door to my room opened. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was. I could feel her presence the moment she stepped inside.Alexa.She was as put-together as always—expensive blazer, sharp heels clicking on the sterile floor, her expression unreadable at first. I couldn’t help but notice the smug little smile playing at the corners of her mouth, the same smile that had always made me question everything about our marriage.“Gideon,” she said sweetly, but I knew
Amethyst POVDays passed, and the media buzzed with my interview. The truth had come out, and Alexa’s lies had been exposed to the world. But the fallout was far from over.I could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on me. Every conversation, every glance from people around me felt heavy, charged with whispers, judgment, and the endless questions that no one seemed to be able to stop asking. But none of that mattered anymore. The truth had been laid bare, and I wasn’t about to let anyone twist it again.The week after the interview, I spent most of my time buried in work, my team keeping me focused on the tasks at hand as my PR team handled the barrage of questions from the press. The public was on my side for the most part, but Alexa was doing everything she could to claw back her reputation. Still, there was no going back now.Then there was Nicolai.He’d been a constant presence, a steady force at my side, and despite everything going on, he never once wavered in his su
The tension in the room was suffocating. His eyes fixed on mine with an intensity that made my pulse race. He had just asked me a question that I had no idea how to answer—one that felt like it had the weight of the world on it.I opened my mouth to respond, but the words were stuck. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and fear. I didn’t know what I was doing, and I didn’t know how to make him understand. His gaze was unwavering, a mixture of frustration and something else I couldn’t quite place. His patience had worn thin, and it was clear he was waiting for me to make up my mind.But I couldn’t.I couldn’t bear to let him down, to disappoint him after everything he had done for me. Nicolai had stood by me through the chaos of the past few days, supporting me when no one else did, and now he was asking me to take another step forward—toward something I wasn’t sure I was ready for.Engagement? The word echoed in my mind. It was too much, too soon. Yet, in the depths of my heart, ther
Gideon’s shoulders stiffened at my words, and for a moment, he didn’t respond. The tension between us was palpable, thick enough that I could almost taste it in the air. His eyes remained locked on mine, searching, probing, as if he were trying to figure out what I was truly thinking.“I’m here, Amethyst, because I need to apologize,” he said, his voice quieter now, but filled with an edge of desperation. “For everything. For Alexa. For what happened. For the hurt I caused you.” He paused, the words clearly weighing on him. “I know it won’t fix anything, but I need you to understand that I never meant for any of this to happen. I never meant for you to be dragged into the mess that was my life.”I couldn’t suppress the small laugh that escaped me. It was bitter, mocking, and entirely reflexive. “You think this apology changes anything?” I asked, leaning back in my chair, crossing my arms. “You think this makes it better, Gideon? That your words will erase the damage done?”His express
Gideon’s presence at my window startled me, and for a moment, I just stared at him, trying to process what was happening. My heart raced, and I could feel my pulse in my throat.“What the hell are you doing here?” I snapped, keeping the window locked, but I didn’t feel the usual sharpness in my voice this time. There was just an odd tension in the air. His presence felt both too familiar and strangely out of place.He glanced down at the phone in his hand—my phone, the one I’d left on the restaurant table when I’d stormed out. His fingers tightened around it as he spoke, voice low but clear.“I’m here to return this,” he said. “You left it behind, and I figured you’d want it back. And... I also saw your car from the road. It looks like it’s having trouble.”I tried to hide the flush of embarrassment that crept up my neck. Of course, he’d seen me stranded here. The universe really had a cruel sense of humor. “I didn’t ask for your help,” I muttered, my tone more defensive than I meant.
When I arrived, I slammed the car door shut and pulled the collar of my jacket up, trying to shield myself from the lingering chill of the rain. The downpour had finally let up, but the air was still thick with the remnants of the storm. My boots splashed in the puddles as I walked toward the front gate of my house, cursing under my breath. I hadn’t planned on this kind of day—not with the car, not with Gideon. But here I was, standing in front of my house, trying to process the bizarre chain of events that had led me to this point.He stood by the car, his posture rigid, almost as if he had been waiting there for a while. His dark, wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his shirt clung to his skin, still soaked from the rain. He looked out of place, standing in front of my house like he had a right to be there. My stomach twisted. I hadn’t even heard him pull up.He spotted me as soon as I stopped, and his eyes softened with a hint of concern, the way he always looked when he was trying
The wedding day began with a haze of tension and forced smiles. Amethyst's heart hammered in her chest as she sat in the limousine, the fabric of her wedding gown pooling around her. The air felt stifling despite the car's air conditioning, and every passing moment seemed to pull her further into Nicolai’s trap.Her phone buzzed. The screen flashed with a breaking news alert, the banner at the bottom reading:"LIVE: BOMB THREAT REPORTED AT AMADEUS ENTERPRISES BUILDING."Her breath caught in her throat. The screen displayed shaky footage of employees evacuating the building. Police cars were parked outside, their lights casting ominous flashes of red and blue. Amid the chaos, the camera zoomed in on a familiar figure entering the building: Gideon Grayson.Amethyst's pulse raced as fear clawed its way up her throat. Gideon was going into the building—a bomb-rigged building—and she was on her way to a farce of a wedding."No!" she whispered, clutching the phone tightly. Panic surged as s
Nicolai's words echoed in my mind like a constant drumbeat, each syllable reminding me of the precarious position I was in. The bomb, the ring, the wedding—everything felt like a twisted game he was playing with me, and I was caught in the middle. But beneath it all, a fire still burned in me, refusing to be extinguished.As Nicolai went on, detailing every intricate aspect of the wedding plans, I forced myself to focus. His voice became a hum in the background as my thoughts began to shift inward. I couldn't let him think he'd won. Not yet.He paused, waiting for me to respond to something he had said. I snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked, feigning distraction.He frowned, his sharp gaze assessing me. "Are you even listening, Amethyst?" His tone was suddenly colder, suspicion creeping into his voice."Of course," I replied, offering a strained smile. "I just... I'm trying to imagine everything. It sounds perfect." The words felt like acid on my tongue, but I forced t
Nicolai’s smirk returned, but it was tinged with something cruel, something that made the air in the room feel heavier. He moved closer, his presence suffocating, until he stood mere inches from me. “You still think this is a negotiation, don’t you?” he said, his voice low and mocking. “That you have some kind of choice. But let me show you just how wrong you are.”Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward the center of the room. I stumbled, barely catching myself as he dragged me to a small table I hadn’t noticed before. On it sat a sleek black device—unassuming at first glance, but the red light blinking steadily on its surface told me it was anything but ordinary.My blood ran cold.“What... what is that?” I asked, my voice faltering for the first time.Nicolai’s smile widened, predatory and triumphant. “This,” he said, gesturing to the device, “is the key to your compliance.”He pressed a button on the side, and a small screen lit up, displaying a digital map
The sharp sting in my wrist reverberated as I clutched it to my chest, glaring up at Nicolai. His smirk was infuriating, and his dark eyes gleamed with satisfaction. But I wasn't going to let him see my fear—not again."You’re wrong," I spat, my voice steady despite the tremor threatening to break through. "I’m not yours. Not anymore."He leaned in, so close I could feel his breath against my face. "You’ll realize soon enough, Amethyst. You belong to me. Always have. Always will." His tone was low, almost a whisper, but the venom in his words was unmistakable.The car jolted as it turned sharply, and I used the momentary imbalance to push against him with all my strength. Nicolai stumbled back slightly, his grip loosening just enough for me to lunge for the door handle. My heart raced as I yanked at it, desperate for an escape, but it didn’t budge. Child locks. Of course."You didn’t think I’d make it that easy, did you?" Nicolai taunted, his voice calm despite the chaos in the confi
The sharp pressure of Nicolai's hand around my waist was suffocating, as though his grip was the only thing holding me to the world. I felt the panic clawing at my chest, but I forced myself to breathe steadily. There had to be a way out. I couldn’t let him drag me back into his hell.As we stood there in the middle of my office, the sound of footsteps echoed faintly outside, but no one seemed to notice the tension thickening the air. Nicolai’s eyes locked onto mine with that same unsettling intensity, the familiar mixture of possessiveness and danger swirling in his gaze."You’re not going anywhere," he growled, his voice dangerously soft. "I’ve already taken care of the people outside. No one will know you’re missing. Not until I’m ready for them to."A cold shiver ran down my spine. How did he do this? How did he always manage to control every situation, every person around him? I could feel the anger and helplessness bubbling within me, but I needed to think. I couldn’t just let h
I gripped the phone tighter, my pulse racing as Nicolai's words echoed in my ears. "You think you can walk away from me? From us? You think you can just erase everything we've been through? No, Amethyst, you're not done until I say you are."I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I don't owe you anything anymore, Nicolai. You had your chance, and you lost me. This is over."There was a long silence on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I thought the call had ended. But then Nicolai's voice returned, low and dangerous."You don't get to decide that, Amethyst. You're mine. And I'll remind you just how much you're mine."The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating, as though he was already close, watching, waiting. I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination, but I could have sworn I heard the faintest rustle on the other side of the phone, like the sound of a door opening.Before I could respond, the call a
Days passed, each one slipping by in a blur of activity and emotions I couldn’t seem to shake. It was as though the weight of the past hung over me, suffocating at times, but the presence of Gideon beside me provided a semblance of stability.Yet even his reassuring presence couldn’t erase the constant unease gnawing at the edges of my thoughts. Nicolai’s shadow still loomed large in my life, and I knew that my decision to walk away from him hadn’t gone unnoticed. I spent those days trying to ignore the anxiety that tugged at my heart, trying to convince myself that everything was fine, that the past was behind me. But the reality of what I’d left behind was too real to ignore. Nicolai wasn’t the kind of man who let people walk away from him without consequences.I was standing on the balcony one evening, the cool breeze brushing my face, when Victoria—my ever-vigilant assistant and best friend—came to join me. Her face was etched with concern, and she didn’t need to ask to know what
The following days felt like a delicate dance—one where I was constantly aware of the fragile balance between what I wanted to believe and the lingering doubts that gnawed at the edges of my thoughts. Each moment with Gideon felt like a small victory, but the weight of Nicolai’s threat still loomed over us, unspoken yet present in the quiet spaces between our words.Gideon’s presence grounded me, and I found myself leaning on him more than I thought I ever would. But beneath the comfort, I couldn’t shake the nagging fear that Nicolai was still out there, a shadow hanging over everything, threatening to destroy it all. Nicolai wasn’t a man who took kindly to betrayal or failure. The moment I’d left him, the moment I’d walked away, I knew he wouldn’t just let it go. I wasn’t sure how, but I knew that he would find a way to make me pay.On one particularly cold evening, as the sun dipped low and the sky bled into hues of purple and gold, I found myself once again on the balcony, wrapped
The days that followed were a delicate balance of old habits and new emotions, a quiet dance between familiarity and the tentative trust that had begun to grow between us. Gideon’s presence was steady, unassuming, yet it grounded me in ways I hadn’t expected. It wasn’t just the words he’d spoken or the kiss we’d shared—it was the way he existed in my space without demanding anything more than what I could give.Still, my mind raced when I was alone, questions swirling in the silence of the night. Could I really let my guard down? Could I trust someone again, after everything that had happened? The answers weren’t clear, but I found myself drawn to him in ways that scared and soothed me all at once.On a brisk evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky in shades of amber and violet, I found myself on the balcony, wrapped in a blanket. The cool air nipped at my skin, but it was refreshing, a reminder that the world kept moving forward no matter how tangled my thoug