VERONICA'S POVI was already drifting off to sleep when my phone vibrated on the bedside table. At first, I ignored it, not in the mood to deal with anything that late. But then it rang, pulling me out of my half-asleep state. Groaning, I reached for it and checked the screen. It was Daniel.“Check your messages,” he said the moment I picked up, his tone sharp and cold. Before I could respond, he ended the call.Curious and slightly annoyed, I opened my messages. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the screen. It was a picture—a horrifying picture. Simeon lying on the floor, blood pooling around him. My heart started racing as fear gripped me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.I quickly dialed Daniel’s number, but he didn’t answer. I tried again, and this time, he picked up.“What?” he barked.“What have you done, Daniel?” I demanded, my voice shaking as I scrambled to dress. “Please tell me this isn’t real.”“It is, Veronica,” he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.
EMMA'S POV"Alright, Miss Martinez. You know why you’re here, right?" the interrogator asked, his voice calm yet filled with a hint of intimidation.I leaned back in the cold, metal chair, forcing a small smile to play on my lips. "Nope," I said, feigning ignorance.The man—Peter, as I soon learned—smiled back, but his eyes remained sharp and calculating. "My name is Peter, and I’d really appreciate it if you could make this easy for both of us. I mean, don’t drag this out," he said, tapping his pen on the table.I crossed my legs and readjusted my sitting position. "What do you want from me, Peter?"He leaned forward slightly, his expression hardening. "So, Miss Martinez, why did you stab Mr. Grant?"I blinked, keeping my face calm, though my insides churned at his accusation. "I didn’t," I said firmly.Peter studied me in silence for a few moments, his stare almost unnerving. "So, he stabbed himself?" he asked, his voice laced with sarcasm."I don’t know," I replied, keeping my tone
VERONICA'S POVOne thing I’ve always been good at is pretending. I know how to put on the perfect act, making people see only what I want them to see. So, when I had Emma arrested, I knew it would buy me time. Time to get closer to Simeon. Time to make him forget her.I sat by his bedside, watching his pale face, waiting for him to open his eyes. It was late—around 2 a.m.—and I must have dozed off. I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep until I felt a light tap on my shoulder.I woke up abruptly, blinking in the dim hospital light. It was him. Simeon. His tired eyes were open, looking straight at me.“You’re awake?” I said, quickly sitting up, my hand reaching out to touch his cheek. I smiled at him warmly, as if I’d been waiting for this moment forever.“Where is Emma?” he asked.The question hit me like a slap. My smile faltered for a moment before I quickly recovered. Of course, she was the first thing on his mind. Not me, the one sitting by his side, sacrificing my sleep to care for h
VERONICA'S POVIt wasn’t long before a nurse walked into the room. Simeon quickly tried to remove his hand from my chest, but I held it firmly, giving him no chance to withdraw. The nurse gave me a curious look before speaking.“Miss Stacy, there are some people outside waiting to see Mr. Grant. Should I let them in?” she asked, her tone polite.At first, I was tempted to say yes, but I decided to check for myself who they were. Peeking through the door, I saw them — a group of reporters with cameras, microphones, and eager faces. My heart skipped. The media.“Praise God,” I whispered under my breath. If I had foolishly allowed them in, Simeon would have known I was the one who broke the news about Emma’s alleged involvement in his stabbing. That revelation would ruin everything I’ve been working so hard to achieve.Turning back to the nurse, I spoke calmly, “Tell them to wait. I’ll address them shortly.”I took a moment to compose myself, then stepped outside to meet the reporters. A
EMMA'S POVDaniel’s unexpected visit to the police station felt like a blessing. Thanks to him, I was able to call in a lawyer, and after some grueling interrogation, I was finally set free. They did, however, warn me not to leave the city. It was clear Veronica’s plan to keep me locked up for two days had failed. I silently thanked Daniel as I left the station, but my mind quickly shifted to Simeon. I needed to protect him.I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to the hospital. My hands shook as I prayed silently, hoping it wasn’t too late. The guilt gnawed at me—what if something had already happened to him? When I reached the hospital, I rushed straight to the reception desk. “I’m here to see Simeon Grant. He was brought in last night to Room 106,” I said, out of breath.The nurse gave me a blank look before glancing at her computer. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but there’s no record of a Simeon Grant being admitted here.”Her words hit me like a brick wall. “What do you mean by ‘no
SIMEON'S POVI woke up feeling disoriented, my body heavy and my head pounding. The sterile scent of a hospital was gone, replaced by something softer and unfamiliar. I opened my eyes slowly, taking in the lavish room around me. This wasn’t the hospital. My heart sank as I realized I had no idea where I was.As I scanned the room, my eyes fell on her. Veronica. She stood by the dresser, her back to me, completely naked. My breath hitched. It had been years, but her body was as I remembered—perfectly curved, an image of the past I thought I’d left behind.I cleared my throat, unable to stop myself from making a sound. She turned to face me, her expression calm, almost amused. My eyes betrayed me, darting to her bare chest, her confidence holding my gaze hostage.“How are you feeling?” she asked, her voice smooth like honey.I couldn’t speak. The sight of her standing there, so unabashed, had stolen my words. She smiled knowingly, taking her time as she slipped into a dress. She climbed
EMMA'S POVIt had been two days since Veronica had taken Simeon out of the hospital and brought him to her house. Every hour that passed felt like torture to me. I couldn’t stop wondering what was happening between them. I sent countless messages to Veronica, shouting and threatening her to release Simeon, but she refused. Her silence was infuriating. Sometimes, I even questioned if Simeon wanted to stay there. Maybe he was enjoying his time with her. Or maybe... just maybe, Veronica was taking advantage of his injuries to trap him in her web.Her last words to me kept ringing in my head like a curse: "I will fuck Simeon until he forgets you." I hated how her voice echoed in my mind. What if Veronica was already doing it? The question haunted me relentlessly.This morning, the vibration of my phone woke me up. I didn’t even bother opening my eyes to look for it. I reached out blindly and answered the call.At first, I heard heavy breathing. Then, her voice—Veronica’s voice—mocking me.
JUDITH'S POV When Veronica knocked on my door two weeks ago, I never imagined how much my life would change. I was already at my lowest point, battling a serious health crisis with my mom. She needed surgery, and the cost was more than I could ever afford, even with my high-paying job. No one seemed willing to help, and I had exhausted all my options. Then, Veronica showed up like a miracle—although I’d soon realize she was anything but. The first words out of her mouth caught me completely off guard: "I need your help, and I’ll pay you any amount you want." My heart skipped a beat. Veronica’s offer sounded like it had been sent straight from heaven. I didn’t even ask what she needed at first. I was too focused on what her words meant—relief. A way out of this nightmare. But as she explained, I started to understand the real cost of her so-called help. "I want you to send a resignation letter to Emma," she began. At first, I thought it was a harmless favor. Maybe a disagreement o
DANIEL'S POVWhen Simeon called me, I instantly felt uneasy. My gut told me something bad was about to happen. At first, I assumed he had finally discovered the truth - that I was behind his stabbing, and that he might be coming after me. To protect myself, I quickly decided to record the call. But to my surprise, the conversation wasn’t about the stabbing. No, it was something much bigger.Simeon made a grave mistake. He told me outright that he now owned Trenton Corp, the company my grandparents worked tirelessly to build from the ground up. Hearing those words felt like a dagger to my heart. I couldn’t believe his audacity. The rage bubbling inside me nearly made me lose my composure, but I kept calm. As soon as the call ended, I didn’t waste a second. I left my apartment immediately and headed straight to WABC, the biggest TV station in New York.Even though I didn’t have much money to convince their bosses to give me the opportunity I needet, they agreed to interview me because o
SIMEON'S POV It had been six days since the news broke. The headlines were brutal: “Simeon Grant: The Thief in a Suit.” Everywhere I turned, people whispered, stared, or outright accused me. My wealth, once admired, was now questioned. Was everything I had earned tainted? Daniel had managed to weaponize the truth and manipulate the narrative to turn New York against me.I couldn’t even blame him entirely. Ninety percent of what he said was true. He laid it all out, sparing no detail. Daniel explained how he transferred his properties to Veronica to shield them during his messy divorce with Emma. He even exposed how Veronica refused to return his assets once their arrangement ended. The public ate it up, especially since rumors about Veronica’s sudden control over Trenton Corp had been swirling for weeks. Now, they had their answer, and I was the scapegoat.That night, as I sat on Judith's couch, my phone rang. It was Emma. Her name on the screen sent a wave of guilt through me. After
SIMEON'S POV After leaving the restaurant, the argument with Emma kept playing in my mind. I had hoped for a different outcome, but her words struck me harder than I cared to admit. Still, my resolve hadn’t wavered. Daniel had to pay for what he did, and I was ready to take what mattered most to him, Trenton Corp. My feelings for Emma wouldn’t stop me from exacting my revenge.As my driver maneuvered through the quiet streets, I pulled out my phone and dialed Veronica. She picked up after the first ring."Hello, Veronica. Are you home?""Yes, I am," she replied, her tone hinting at anticipation."Good. I’ll be there in ten minutes."Hanging up, I leaned back in my seat, my thoughts already drifting to what awaited me at Veronica's place. A text notification flashed across my phone screen. It was from Judith.Judith: I have a surprise for you tonight.I smirked. It was obvious what she meant. If she wanted to play, I’d indulge her after finishing my business with Veronica.When I arri
EMMA'S POVWhen Simeon and I arrived at the restaurant, the serene environment eased some of the tension between us. It was quiet and cool, the kind of place where you could have a meaningful conversation without distractions. We placed our orders, and soon enough, the food arrived. For a while, everything seemed normal. We ate in silence, savoring the calmness of the moment. Then, Simeon suddenly stopped eating, his fork hanging mid-air as if he had just remembered something important.“So, you know that Veronica wants me to believe that you had something to do with my stabbing?” he asked, his tone calm but serious.I froze, unsure of what to say at first. “What?” I finally managed, shocked by his words.“She told me that you knew about it,” he added, his voice filled with doubt.I leaned back in my chair, shaking my head in disbelief. “Do you know she got me arrested, Simeon? My arrest bought her enough time to move you out of the hospital before I could do anything,” I said, my voi
SIMEON'S POV I hated myself for lying to Emma. I looked into her eyes and told her I didn’t sleep with Judith when I knew I had. It was a cowardly move, but I wasn’t ready to face the consequences of the truth. Emma’s trust was already fragile, and I couldn’t bear to break it completely. Still, the guilt weighed on me, and every time I thought about it, I felt disgusted with myself.The truth is, Judith’s visit to my house wasn’t planned. She came uninvited, dressed in a way that left nothing to the imagination. Ever since I bought forty percent of Pixel Forge Studios, Judith had been finding ways to get my attention. She didn’t even try to hide it anymore. At work, she used to wear professional, modest outfits, but later, she’d begun showing off her figure. I had noticed her curves, the way her blouses hugged her body, and the way she moved with a deliberate purpose. I tried to ignore it, but some part of me was tempted.When Judith touched me in front of Veronica, it shook me. Her
EMMA'S POV Finally, my app was ready. It had taken weeks of sleepless nights, endless trials, and rejections before it became perfect. Today was the day I’d present it to the team and stakeholders that I later sold ten percent of the company out to. I couldn’t deny that I felt proud. This app was going to change lives and bring people together. As I stood in front of the room, the presentation about to begin, the door suddenly opened, and there he was, Simeon.All eyes turned to him as he walked in, his presence commanding attention. My heart raced, and I hated that I felt a spark of joy. While everyone stood to welcome him back, I remained rooted, staring at him. He didn’t break eye contact as he walked straight toward me. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he pulled me into a kiss, right there in front of everyone.“I missed you so much,” he whispered.I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. The man who had disappeared for weeks, stayed with another woman, and left me in a sea of
VERONICA'S POVIt was an ordinary afternoon when one of my security guards informed me that a lady named Judith was waiting at the gate. I frowned, puzzled by her unexpected appearance. I don’t have any business with Judith anymore. Why is she here? I thought. Despite my confusion, I gave the order, “Walk her in.”Moments later, Judith strolled into my living room, and what she was wearing left me speechless. She had on a short, tight gown that hugged her curves in all the wrong—or right—ways, depending on who was looking. Her hips swayed with every step, and her breasts was practically on full display. Her nipples pressed visibly against the fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination.“Good afternoon,” Judith said with a sugary sweetness that made my stomach churn. I heard her words, but my attention was trapped by her bold appearance. She even cleared her throat to grab my attention further, forcing me to look up at her face.“What are you doing here, Judith?” I asked, doing my best
JUDITH'S POV When Veronica knocked on my door two weeks ago, I never imagined how much my life would change. I was already at my lowest point, battling a serious health crisis with my mom. She needed surgery, and the cost was more than I could ever afford, even with my high-paying job. No one seemed willing to help, and I had exhausted all my options. Then, Veronica showed up like a miracle—although I’d soon realize she was anything but. The first words out of her mouth caught me completely off guard: "I need your help, and I’ll pay you any amount you want." My heart skipped a beat. Veronica’s offer sounded like it had been sent straight from heaven. I didn’t even ask what she needed at first. I was too focused on what her words meant—relief. A way out of this nightmare. But as she explained, I started to understand the real cost of her so-called help. "I want you to send a resignation letter to Emma," she began. At first, I thought it was a harmless favor. Maybe a disagreement o
EMMA'S POVIt had been two days since Veronica had taken Simeon out of the hospital and brought him to her house. Every hour that passed felt like torture to me. I couldn’t stop wondering what was happening between them. I sent countless messages to Veronica, shouting and threatening her to release Simeon, but she refused. Her silence was infuriating. Sometimes, I even questioned if Simeon wanted to stay there. Maybe he was enjoying his time with her. Or maybe... just maybe, Veronica was taking advantage of his injuries to trap him in her web.Her last words to me kept ringing in my head like a curse: "I will fuck Simeon until he forgets you." I hated how her voice echoed in my mind. What if Veronica was already doing it? The question haunted me relentlessly.This morning, the vibration of my phone woke me up. I didn’t even bother opening my eyes to look for it. I reached out blindly and answered the call.At first, I heard heavy breathing. Then, her voice—Veronica’s voice—mocking me.