The tension in the air was thick as Mrs. Rose stood inches away from Dr. Parker in his dimly lit office. Their conversation had taken a dark turn, but as always, there was an undercurrent of something else—something much more primal between them. The weight of their shared secrets seemed to pull them together, and before either could think twice, they had closed the gap between them.Dr. Parker’s hands found Mrs. Rose’s waist, pulling her closer as their lips collided in a heated, passionate kiss. It wasn’t just desire; it was desperation, a shared hunger that had grown more intense with every plot they devised. Their mouths moved against each other’s with urgency, tongues intertwining as they devoured each other like two people starved for affection. Every touch was a spark, every breath shared between them a reminder of the danger they were both neck-deep in.Dr. Parker’s hand trailed up to the nape of Rose’s neck, pulling her even closer as if the kiss could erase the uncertaint
The road stretched out ahead of Mrs. Rose as she drove back to the mansion, the night sky pressing down on her like a weight. The kiss with Dr. Parker still lingered on her lips, but her mind was far from the present. As she navigated the winding roads, her thoughts drifted back to the past—the tangled web of lies, deceit, and passion that had led her to this very moment. It all seemed so long ago now, but the memories were as vivid as ever.Rose had been young and ambitious when she first met Parker. He wasn’t a wealthy man then—just a medical student with big dreams and an even bigger heart. They had fallen for each other quickly, a whirlwind romance that consumed them both. Parker had been her everything back then. His kind eyes, his unwavering support, his dreams of becoming a doctor—they had all made her believe that their love could conquer anything. But then Kendrick had entered the picture. Kendrick, the wealthy bachelor who had swept into her life like a storm. He had come
Rose's knuckles turned white as she gripped the steering wheel, her thoughts consumed by Bella. How had everything fallen apart so quickly? Her careful plans with Parker, the years of deception, manipulation, and power—all shattered by one person. Bella. She couldn't believe that Kendrick's daughter would dare to interfere, and now she had ruined everything. But Bella would pay. Rose would make sure of it.Meanwhile, Luca’s mind was elsewhere, racing with concern for Ivy. Ever since her career had taken a nosedive, she had vanished from the public eye. She hadn’t answered his calls, hadn’t been seen in days, and Ryan’s words had only made things worse.“She’s locked herself up in her room,” Ryan had told him. “Won’t talk to anyone.”Luca didn’t hesitate. He had known Ivy for years, and though she often put up a tough front, he knew her better than most. Beneath that exterior was a woman who felt deeply—too deeply at times. Her career had meant the world to her, and now that it was in
Luca, on his way out, dialed Ryan’s number. As soon as Ryan picked up, Luca informed him, “I just left the house. Ivy’s okay now. I talked to her, and she’s had something to eat.” Ryan, surprised, let out a sigh of relief. “How did you manage that, man? She’s been locked up in there for days, refusing to talk to anyone. I tried reaching out, but she wouldn’t even answer the door.” “Well,” Luca chuckled, “let’s just say I’ve got some magic touch.” Ryan laughed. “Man, if that’s magic, then I need to learn some of it. Anyway, thanks a lot. I owe you one.” “Don’t worry about it,” Luca replied. “I’ll catch you later. I’m heading home now.” “Alright, take care, man,” Ryan said as he hung up. Luca put his phone back in his pocket and took a deep breath as he walked toward his car, feeling a strange sense of relief and concern all at once. Meanwhile, back at Ryan’s place, Bella appeared from behind him as he was about to leave the room. “You seem to be bonding quite well with Luca lately,
The next morning, Ryan woke up with a plan. He would pay a visit to Ivy. If Bella was involved in something against her, he needed to warn his sister. After getting dressed and making sure Bella had left the house for her usual errands, Ryan slipped out and drove straight to the mansion. When he arrived, Luca was already there, sitting in the living room. “Morning,” Luca greeted him, but his face was clouded with concern. "Ivy’s still sleeping. She hasn’t been doing great. Whatever happened with her designs shook her up." Ryan nodded, his jaw clenched. “We need to talk to her. There’s something I need to warn her about. Luca raised an eyebrow. Bella’s been covering her tracks well, but if we can get to the bottom of this, we can stop her.” Just as they were discussing their next move, Ivy walked into the room. She looked better than the last time Luca had seen her, but her face was still pale, her eyes distant. “What’s going on?” she asked softly, looking between the two men. Ryan
The next morning, Ryan woke up with a plan. He would pay a visit to Ivy. If Bella was involved in something against her, he needed to warn his sister. After getting dressed and making sure Bella had left the house for her usual errands, Ryan slipped out and drove straight to the mansion. When he arrived, Luca was already there, sitting in the living room. “Morning,” Luca greeted him, but his face was clouded with concern. "Ivy’s still sleeping. She hasn’t been doing great. Whatever happened with her designs shook her up." Ryan nodded, his jaw clenched. “We need to talk to her. There’s something I need to warn her about. Luca raised an eyebrow. Bella’s been covering her tracks well, but if we can get to the bottom of this, we can stop her.” Just as they were discussing their next move, Ivy walked into the room. She looked better than the last time Luca had seen her, but her face was still pale, her eyes distant. “What’s going on?” she asked softly, looking between the two men. Ryan
Luca and Ryan exchanged tense glances after the call ended abruptly. The voice on the other end of the line had answered with a simple "Hello," but they had said nothing, too unsure of how to proceed without a plan. Now the silence felt heavier as the realization settled: they needed to act fast if they were going to get to the bottom of this."We can't let this slip," Ryan said, breaking the silence. "Whoever that was, he’s involved. We need to get him talking."Luca nodded. "But we can't just call him back without a plan. He’ll get suspicious. And we need to stay on the call long enough to trace it."Ryan exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "So, what do we do? It’s not like we can just ask him who he is. We need leverage."Luca thought for a moment, pacing the room. "We need to make him think he's talking to someone he knows. We’ll use what we’ve learned from Bella’s texts, drop hints, and see if he bites."Ryan frowned, still unconvinced. "And if he doesn’t? We’ll blow our only
Ivy stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she watched her brother standing in Luca’s living room. The tension in the air was palpable as both of them faced each other, neither quite ready to break the silence that had fallen between them. Ryan’s casual entrance had now turned into an unexpected confrontation, and he knew he was caught."Ivy…" Ryan said slowly, running his hands through his hair, a nervous habit he had when trying to gather his thoughts. "What are you doing here?"Ivy folded her arms, her gaze narrowing. "I should be asking you that, Ryan. So, let me get this straight—you were faking your memory loss all along, huh? Because you recognize me now."Ryan sighed deeply, realizing there was no point in lying anymore. "No, Ivy, I wasn’t faking it. I did lose my memory after the accident. But... it came back a few weeks ago."Ivy’s expression shifted from anger to confusion. "A few weeks ago? And you didn’t tell anyone? Not me? Not Luca? What the hell, Ryan?"Luca, who had
Months had passed since Parker waited in vain for Ryan to come to his rescue. As the cold reality set in, the hope that had once flickered inside Parker’s heart dimmed until it was nothing but a distant memory. The prison walls around him felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his past mistakes. Every day, he wondered if his son would ever come, but no sign of Ryan emerged. He had gambled on the wrong side of history, and now he was paying for it with every lonely second that ticked by.Meanwhile, Mrs. Rose Kendrick, once a woman of unmatched power and deceit, was locked away in her world of doom. She had seen the writing on the wall long before now. When the truth came to light, when all the lies she had crafted so carefully unraveled before her eyes, she knew no one was coming to save her. The empire she had tried to manipulate for herself and her lover Parker had crumbled. Her final days were filled with silence, the kind that came not from peace but
Ryan paced the length of his father’s study, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He held the hospital reports tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the grip. The reports confirmed his worst fears—the man he had called his father for his entire life wasn’t his biological father at all. Dr. Parker was. The revelation had shaken him to the core, and he knew he couldn’t keep this secret any longer. He had to tell Mr. Kendrick.Taking a deep breath, he walked over to where Kendrick sat in his leather chair, his eyes already filled with concern. Kendrick had noticed Ryan’s turmoil the moment he entered the room, but he hadn’t pressed him to speak."Dad," Ryan began, his voice trembling slightly. He rarely ever called him anything but ‘Dad,’ but now, with this new information, it felt like a lie. Still, it was all he had ever known. "I received something today. It’s… complicated, and I don’t know how to explain it."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, worry etching deeper into his
The atmosphere in the house was finally calm, or so it seemed. After everything they had been through—the betrayals, the conspiracies, and the almost impossible escape from danger—Iris, Kendrick, and Jessica were relieved to be back home. The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare, but now, with Ryan by her side, Iris felt like she could finally breathe again.Ryan had transformed into the kind of husband Iris had always dreamed of. He was attentive, caring, and endlessly devoted, especially when it came to their newborn. Late-night feedings and diaper changes—Ryan was right there with her, helping in every way he could. The chaos and distrust that once clouded their relationship were gone, replaced by a bond forged through hardship and love.One afternoon, as Iris cradled their baby on the living room couch, Ryan returned from the front door, holding a small package. There was no return address, just his name scribbled hastily across the front. He furrowed his brow as
The tension in the hospital room hung heavy as Iris took a deep breath and prepared to explain everything. The faces of those around her—Jessica, Ryan, Kendrick, and Ivy—were etched with a mixture of concern, curiosity, and shock. Ryan, especially, seemed anxious, as though every word Iris spoke would shift the very foundation of what he believed to be true.“I found out I was pregnant,” Iris began slowly, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “on the same day that Mrs. Rose asked to see me. She called me out of the blue and said she needed to talk. I thought it was something important about the family, but when I got there…” She paused, her gaze shifting to Ryan before continuing. “She told me to leave you, Ryan. She wanted me gone so you could be with Bella.”Ryan’s jaw clenched at the mention of his mother’s betrayal, but he remained silent, allowing Iris to continue.“I was devastated,” Iris admitted, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t know what to do, and on my way back t
The tension in the room had begun to settle after the police escorted Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker out in handcuffs. The silence that followed felt like the calm after a storm, but there was still an air of unease.Mr. Kendrick stood in the center of the room, his expression heavy with guilt and regret. He turned toward Jessica, who stood with her arms crossed, looking as though she wasn’t quite sure what to make of him yet. Ivy and Iris, standing side by side, had barely spoken a word since everything unfolded.Kendrick cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry,” he began, his eyes filled with sincerity as he faced Jessica and the twins. “Jessica, Iris, Ivy… I know words aren’t enough to make up for the years I’ve spent apart from you all, the lies, and everything else that’s happened. But please believe me when I say that I’ve regretted every single moment I wasn’t with you.”Iris remained silent, her face pale from shock, while Ivy’s gaze flickered between Jessica a
The room was suffocating. Ryan sat up straighter in his hospital bed, his eyes narrowing as Luca entered, his expression grim. The air felt thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the news. Luca cleared his throat and looked directly at Ryan. “The anonymous messenger? It was Sarah—your house help,” he said quietly. Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Sarah?” He glanced at Ivy, then back at Luca. “What do you mean? She’s just a housemaid. Why would she—" “She’s been traced and caught,” Luca interrupted his voice firm. “We got her while she was trying to flee the country. She’s been feeding information to your enemies, Ryan. She’s been working with Mrs. Rose.”The room went still. Ivy gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and Kendrick’s face drained of color. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief as all eyes turned toward her.“What… what are you saying?” Ryan’s voice was low, but it shook with barely restrained anger.“She confessed everything,” Luca continued, h
The silence that followed Mr. Kendrick's confession was deafening. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, processing the weight of his words. Mrs. Rose’s face was a mixture of shock and rage, her hands trembling as she gripped the back of a chair for support. Ryan and Ivy exchanged uneasy glances, while Jessica stood still, her expression unreadable, though her eyes glistened with the pain of memories that had long since scarred her.Kendrick took a deep breath, his voice thick with regret as he continued. "I was in love with Jessica," he admitted, his eyes locked on the floor as if unable to meet anyone’s gaze. "We were both so young, and I couldn't resist her. But I was already married to Rose. There was no way I could marry Jessica. I was the heir to the Kendrick family fortune, and it would have been a scandal—a disgrace—to have an affair and a child out of wedlock."Rose scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "So instead, you chose to keep me in the dark and raise the child of your
The tension in the room was so thick it felt as though it could suffocate them all. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her heart hammering against her chest as her eyes darted from Jessica to Kendrick and then to her children. Her worst nightmare was unraveling before her eyes, and there was no escape. Kendrick, too, was motionless, his face a mixture of disbelief and confusion. His eyes met Jessica’s, and a flood of memories rushed back—memories he had buried for years. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat."Je… Jessica?" Kendrick’s voice was barely above a whisper, his shock palpable. Ryan, standing by his father’s bedside, turned to Kendrick, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Dad, do you know her?"Jessica stood tall, her eyes blazing with the fire of long-buried resentment. She ignored Ryan’s question and locked eyes with Mrs. Rose, whose face was now dripping with cold sweat. Rose’s hands trembled as she took a step backward, her composure slipping with every second."No…
Mrs. Rose paced anxiously around the hospital room, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She glanced at her watch for the hundredth time, her impatience growing by the second. Where were Ivy and Ryan? What were they up to? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door open. She turned swiftly, only to see Ryan step into the room, followed closely by Ivy. Relief washed over her for a split second, but it quickly faded as she saw the grim looks on their faces. Something was wrong.“Where have you two been?” Mrs. Rose demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. His face was hard, his jaw clenched. Ivy, too, seemed distant, her eyes fixed on the floor as if she couldn’t bear to meet her mother’s gaze.Before Mrs. Rose could demand answers, a weak cough sounded from the hospital bed. Her husband, Mr. Kendrick, had woken up. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his eyes filled with anger and betray