I stretched lazily, my body sinking deeper into the soft mattress before my eyes fluttered open. For a second, I was confused about where I was. The ceiling above me wasn’t the familiar one I had been used to for weeks. My brows furrowed, my brain still foggy with sleep. Then it hit me, I was in Leon’s room.Right. I had moved in with him.It still felt strange waking up in his space, surrounded by things that screamed Leon. The dark color palette, the lack of any unnecessary decorations, and the almost clinical neatness of everything. It was all so different from what I was used to. And then there was my stuff, awkwardly scattered around. My pink blanket clashed terribly with the black and grey tones of the room. My suitcases sat in the corner like unwanted guests, and my few personal items on the nightstand seemed completely out of place.I sighed, rubbing my eyes before glancing at the clock beside me. 8 amI almost couldn’t believe it.I had slept through the entire night without
“Do you?” he asked again, I tried to talk but nothing came out of my mouth. My heart was racing thinking of what could be going on that it felt like it would jump out of my mouth.Leon came closer to me taking a sit beside me, he wrapped his hands around mine trying to calm me down“It is important” he simply said“I don't know them, I have told you before” I managed to say. He didn't say anything and just shared a look with Nick.“What is it? What happened?” I asked and they both said nothing“Nick, what is going on?” I asked “Ma’am it is-” he started to say before Leon cut him off“It has to be money-hungry people, I would sort it out,” he said dismissively“Sort what out? This concerns me so I have to know what the hell is going on” I said trying to relax my nerves that were all over the place. I was nervous and anxious at the same time but that didn't take away the curiosity, I was eager to know what was going on.“A couple came out to say that they are your biological parents, t
KAYLAI surrendered everything to Ryan.After bumping into him at the bar, where I had gone to clear my head, I ended up right back in his arms. I was still mad at him for not helping me when I needed him the most, but even with all that anger, I couldn’t bring myself to let him go. Not yet. A part of me still believed that if I pushed a little harder, I could make him fall for me. It wasn’t impossible I just had to be patient.And that night, I made progress.I let him take me, right there in the bar, giving him everything he wanted without hesitation. I knew what I was doing. If I gave him what he wanted, if I made sure he couldn’t get enough of me, then eventually, he would be mine. Completely.So I just had to keep going. Keep giving. Keep feeding his desires until he realized that no one else could satisfy him the way I could.I ended the day with the perfect cherry on top by telling him my perfect, beautiful plan to destroy Naya. I expected some resistance at first, but to my su
NAYALeon and Nick had been running around, making endless calls, trying to uncover the truth about the couple claiming to be my parents. Every news outlet they contacted had the same story. They were simple farmers from a small town who had traveled to the city after seeing me on the news, desperate to reunite with their lost children.I grabbed my phone, needing to see what was happening for myself, but before I could unlock it, Leon snatched it from my grip.“It’s better to stay off it for now,” he said firmly.“What are they saying? I need to know,” I insisted, reaching for the phone, but he didn’t budge.Instead, he pulled out his tablet and handed it to me. The screen was frozen on a video, the thumbnail alone making my stomach turn. Kayla stood at the center of a crowd, surrounded by flashing cameras, and at her feet, the supposed couple clung to her legs, sobbing uncontrollably.My hands trembled as I hit play.The moment the video started, the noise hit me all at once, report
NAYAThe air in the room felt heavy, almost suffocating. I sat stiffly on the couch, my hands resting on my lap, my fingers digging into the fabric of my dress. Leon was next to me, his body tense, his eyes sharp as he watched every movement in the room. Nick sat across from us, his expression unreadable, but I could tell he was on high alert.And then, the door opened.My heart clenched as the couple from the video walked in. They looked exactly the same as they did on the screen, older, and tired, their faces lined with age and grief. The woman clutched the man’s arm, her eyes already brimming with tears, while the man’s lips trembled as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.I swallowed hard. My chest felt tight, and for a second, I wanted to run out of the room. But I stayed still, forcing myself to face them.The woman took a shaky step forward. “Naya?” She asked I didn’t answer immediately. My throat was dry. My heart pounded so loud that I barely heard my
RYANThe moment Kayla told me her plan, I knew it was perfect.We were still at the bar, her body pressed against mine, her breath hot against my neck. I had just finished fucking her against the wall, the scent of sweat and alcohol thick in the air. My mind was still buzzing, my pulse still racing, but when she leaned in, eyes burning with something wicked, I listened.And damn, was it good.Pretending to find Naya’s long-lost parents? Making her question everything she thought she knew about her own past. It was ruthless. It was brilliant. It was exactly what I needed.Kayla didn’t even have to convince me. The second the words left her lips, I was sold.Naya had always been stubborn, and always acted like nothing could touch her. But this? This was the kind of thing that could shake someone to their core. She wouldn’t be able to ignore it. The doubt would eat away at her, and the media would do the rest.Kayla was still talking, but I was already picturing it in my head. Naya, st
NAYAI sat in the garden, lost in my thoughts. My mind kept going back to them, the way they looked at me, the way their voices trembled with emotion. It was almost too much to bear. They seemed so vulnerable, so desperate, so happy to see me. And that was what scared me the most.For the first time since they showed up, I found it hard to second-guess their words. Every part of me wanted to pick apart their story, to find the cracks, to prove to myself that this was all just some big misunderstanding. But when I looked into their eyes, all I saw was pain, years of searching, of hoping, of never giving up. And now, they had finally found me.I swallowed hard, my chest tightening.What hurt the most was that I couldn’t gather the courage to tell them about Nyla.How was I supposed to? How did I look these people in the eye and tell them that after everything they had been through, after all the years they spent searching for their daughter, they had already lost one?I could barely thi
I decided to go through with the DNA test. It was the only way to get the confirmation I needed, the only way to finally know the truth. And once I had that, then I would deal with the results whatever they might be. That was how I chose to handle it. No more second-guessing, no more doubts swallowing me whole. I just needed an answer. But even as I convinced myself that this was the right thing to do, my stomach churned with unease What if the results came back positive? What if they weren’t lying? But as Leon said why would they lie about something like that? The thought scared me more than I wanted to admit. I didn’t sleep at all that night. I tossed and turned, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with a hundred different scenarios. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw their faces, hopeful, desperate, waiting for me to accept them. The more I thought about it, the more suffocated I felt. The hours dragged by painfully slow. I kept checking my phone, watching as the
LEONRage burned through me, deep and consuming. It clawed at my chest, wrapped around my throat like a vice refusing to let go, the type that settled deep in my bones. It wasn’t the usual kind of fury that came and went in waves. This was colder. Sharper. It was the kind of anger that made me want to destroy everything in my path. My hands clenched into fists, my nails digging into my palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the fire inside me.I failed her.I promised to protect Naya, to keep her safe, to be the one thing she could always count on. And yet, tonight, she had suffered the worst kind of betrayal, the kind that shattered something inside her. And I hadn’t been there to stop it.That was what haunted me the most.But the fact that I let this happen. The fact that I hadn’t been able to shield Naya from it. My grip on the armrest of the chair I sat tightened. My jaw locked. The room around me blurred at the edges, my vision darkening with pure fury.Ryan thought he had
RYANI had finally won.After hours of planning, of waiting, of making sure everything played out exactly how I wanted, it all paid off. Kayla’s weak little plan had no real weight to it, but I had turned it into something real. Something permanent. Something no one could ever undo.And I did it perfectly.Naya was out of the picture. Broken beyond repair. I made sure of it. The look on her face when those bodies dropped, the devastation, the agony. It was the most satisfying thing I had ever seen. She acted like there was nothing on earth that could break her but I did, I had taken everything from her, ripped away whatever hope she had left.And the best part? She blamed herself for it. Just the way I wanted it to play out.I leaned back in the car seat, the leather cool against my skin as I scrolled through my phone, my mood light. This was a victory. This was what winning felt like. And yet, instead of basking in it, I had to deal with Kayla’s bullshit.She sat stiffly beside me, s
NAYAMy hands trembled as I gripped the paper, my eyes scanning the words over and over again, but they didn’t make sense. They couldn’t make sense. The test said we had no relation. The act was flawless so perfect that even now, I struggled to believe it had all been a lie. Every word, every tear, every touch, they had played their roles so well that, for a moment, I had let myself hope.But they weren’t my parents.They never were.My fingers tightened around the paper squeezing it tightly, the truth staring back at me in black and white, yet my mind refused to accept it. The weight of it all pressed down on me, suffocating. They were strangers. Strangers who had stepped into my life for reasons I might never fully understand. And now, they were dead. Had he hired them just to slaughter them when their usefulness ran out?The thought sent a sharp, piercing pain through my chest. I let out a small, shaky breath, my head spinning as I tried to process everything. They weren’t my pare
NAYALeon looked disturbed, but even without saying a word, he was trying to comfort me. His arm was wrapped around me, his hand moving in slow, soothing circles on my back as Nick drove us home. Normally, his touch would have eased some of the ache in my chest, but not this time. This time, nothing couldI hated feeling like a burden, hated the way I kept making people worry. No matter how much I told myself to stay strong and to keep pushing forward, I couldn’t do it anymore. I had reached my limit. I had to make a choice. The same choice I ignored before, believing I could handle everything on my own. But I was wrong. I wasn’t strong enoughIf only I had done what they said. If only I had left when they told me to, without asking questions, without resisting. Those people, those poor couples, my parents, they would still be alive. Maybe they wouldn’t have found their child, but at least they would still have their lives.But I was stubborn. I thought I could fight back. And now, be
KAYLAEverything happened too fast. One second, they were just sitting there, tied to the chairs, scared but alive. The next, there was a deafening bang. Blood sprayed across the room, warm and sticky, splattering onto my face. My ears rang from the gunshots, my body frozen in place. My heart pounded so loudly that I could barely hear anything else.I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.Ryan shot them.He actually shot them.The couple who had done nothing but beg for their lives. The couple who were supposed to only be actors in my plan. The couple who were never meant to die.But they were dead now. Just like that.Their bodies sat limp in the chairs, heads slumped forward, eyes lifeless. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. The sight of them, the blood pooling beneath their chairs, the way their fingers twitched slightly even though they were already gone, it was all burned into my mind. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.My plan was simple. Fool Naya, make her believe she had
We pulled up to the front of the building, and before the car had even come to a full stop, I flung the door open and sprinted inside. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts.The place was eerily quiet. No voices, no movement, nothing. It felt abandoned.But that wasn’t possible.Ryan always had his men with him. He never went anywhere alone. I expected to be met with resistance, maybe even a fight, but there was nothing. Just complete silence.Something was wrong.It felt like we were too late.“Should we have called the cops?” Nick asked from behind me, but I ignored him. There was no time to think about that now.All that mattered was finding Naya.My legs carried me through the house faster than I could process. My eyes darted around, scanning every corner, but all I saw was dust, cobwebs, and old furniture covered in sheets. It was exactly how I remembered it, an abandoned holiday home, untouched for years.“Naya!” I called out, my voice desperate, but
NAYAI rushed over to them, their body was hanging lifeless on the chair they were tied to. I shook their bodies violently begging them to wake up but they didn't bat an eyelid. I cried and screamed at the top of my lungs but it didn't change anything.Ryan was standing in the corner cleaning the gun in his hand with a handkerchief while Kayla panicked frantically wiping the blood that had splattered on her face when Ryan pulled the trigger.My heart couldn't take it anymore, it hurt so bad that I wanted to pass out. I just killed my parents I never knew existed in the first place, it shouldn't hurt as much as it did because I didn't know them at all, and just moments ago I was praying that the result came out negative but no it hurt as hell, I was broken, I wanted to go with them, there was no reason to stay alive.All they wanted was to be reunited with their child but they lost their lives in return all because of me. It seemed like everyone who was affiliated with me ended up havi
LEONI dialed her number again, pressing the phone so hard against my ear that I could hear my own heartbeat.Voicemail.I gritted my teeth and called again.Voicemail.A sick feeling settled in my stomach. Maybe she went for a walk to clear her head. Maybe she just needed some space. I tried to convince myself, but it wasn’t working. Something felt wrong, I could feel it. I pushed out of the room and made my way toward the front gates, my heart pounding. The security had to know something. Naya wouldn’t just leave without a word.The guard at the gate straightened when he saw me approaching. “Hello, sir.” He gave a small bow.“Do you have any idea where Naya went?” I asked, barely keeping my impatience in check.“Naya?” He frowned, looking confused.“My fucking wife,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin.His eyes widened slightly. “I’m sorry, sir. She drove out a few hours ago. She looked like she was in a hurry.”My chest tightened.“By herself?” I askedHe nodded. “Yes, sir.”“Did
LEONEverything happened so fast. Out of nowhere, they were claiming that Naya was their long-lost daughter. Their reason? They had a sketch made years ago, showing how their daughter would look after twenty years, and somehow, the drawing looked exactly like Naya.It seemed like the perfect lie, too perfect. There was something about their story that felt off, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what it was. I didn’t believe anything that came out of their mouths, but it didn’t feel right to point it out like that, especially with how torn and confused Naya was feeling. She wanted to believe, and I could see it on her face.That’s why I suggested the DNA test. I thought that way, at least we would have the truth, one way or another. No guessing, no lies. Just the cold, hard facts.But if they were lying, then it meant someone had to know Naya well enough to pull it off. Someone who could easily trick her into believing it. And that’s where things got even more confusing.“T