“My gut was right after all,” Martinez muttered to himself, smirking as he watched from his hiding spot. His plan had worked. Announcing that Cassia was fine had been a trap—one carefully set to lure out the mastermind behind the attack. And just as he had expected, they had taken the bait. In the
"What did I tell you, Remy? You made a mistake by running last night." Martinez took a step back, then leaned casually against the wall, his arms crossing over his chest. The faint smirk on his lips remained, barely hiding his amusement. The air in the room grew tense. The way Martinez stared at hi
Cassia stood frozen by the door, her fingers gripping the flash drive tightly. Martinez’s revelation unsettled her, but she refused to let anyone see it. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she turned back to her family and Liam, who were still seated at the dining table. "Who was that, honey?
"Save it for the station," the officer said, cutting her off as he secured the handcuffs around her wrists. Cassia stood still, watching as Stacy was led away, her heart pounding against her ribs. A hand gently pressed against her shoulder, and she turned to see Liam. "Are you okay?" he asked sof
"Stacy..." He gritted out, the name now bitter on his tongue. Darvan’s hands trembled as he gripped his phone, the video replaying in his mind. Stacy’s voice, her words....all of it was etched into his memory. He had defended her, convinced she wouldn’t do something like this again. But he was wron
Stacy’s laughter died in her throat, replaced by a heavy silence. Her eyes widened as she searched Darvan’s face for any sign that this was a cruel joke, a test, anything but the truth. But his expression remained the same, cold. The man she once thought would always be by her side now looked at her
The bar was dim and quiet, a place for people trying to escape their troubles. Darvan sat alone at a corner table, his fingers slowly tracing the rim of his whiskey glass. The golden liquid swirled under the soft light as he tilted it, but his mind was elsewhere, lost in memories he wished he could
Darvan left Cassia’s place, speechless at what she had said. As he drove through the dim, silent night, his mind was full of regret, guilt, and confusion. Each thought did nothing but worsen his state of mind. How could she still be so cold toward him? His thoughts consumed him so completely that h
Aurora arrived at Mrs. Sinclair’s estate shortly after leaving Darvan’s place. Without wasting a moment, she pushed open the grand front door and stepped inside. She already knew where to find her aunt. If not the balcony, then the study. Today, it was the study. Aurora knocked lightly, but didn’
At Darvan’s apartment, all the windows and curtains were closed, casting the entire house in darkness, even though it was noon. In the dim room, Darvan sat alone on the couch. Empty bottles of alcohol were scattered across the table in front of him. A half-empty bottle of whiskey rested beside him,
Mrs. Sinclair stepped into her house with an angry glare. She pushed the door shut with so much force that it echoed through the hallway. A maid who happened to be passing by froze for a second, then quickly hurried out of sight. Mrs. Sinclair didn’t even notice her. She stormed straight to her roo
Cassia’s heart raced as she still stood frozen outside the office door. The words she’d just heard wouldn’t stop repeating in her head. "Framed Darvan… to protect Martinez"* She clutched her bag tighter, feeling as if the space she stood became small. She didn’t want to hear more. Whatever it was,
Cassia pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped inside. She dropped her bag carelessly onto the couch and kicked off her shoes, sighing into the quiet space. Without dwelling too much on the day's events, she headed straight for the bathroom. The warmth of the water against her skin was th
Cassia finally stopped crying. The cold had numbed her face, her tears drying against her cheeks. The wind brushed against her skin as she tilted her head back, eyes scanning the night sky where stars flickered faintly through drifting clouds. Everything hurt. But deep down, a voice in her head u
Cassia looked at Henry like he was a stranger. What he’d just said made her so angry that everything around her seemed to fade. Without thinking, her hand moved on its own and then....Smack... The slap rang through the almost-empty parking lot. Henry’s head turned from the hit, a red mark forming
"I was about to head out," Mira repeated, "but there’s a man at the entrance saying he wants to see you. He’s… insisting." "Who?" Cassia asked, puzzled. Before Mira could answer, Cassia’s phone rang again. This time, it was Quinn calling. She sighed and waved a hand dismissively at Mira. "Tell hi
Darvan set the bowl down slowly, confusion and disbelief etched across his face. “I swear on everything, Justin… I have no idea what this is about.” Justin cursed under his breath, already reaching for his phone. “You need to do something fast,” he said urgently. “Because if this blows up any furth