DANIEL'S POVWhen Simeon and I argued in Emma’s office that day, I never imagined it would spiral into a full- blown competition. The simple disagreement turned into a bet— one that carried high stakes. Simeon promised to hand over his 40% shares in Pixel Forge Studios if I won Emma’s heart, and I pledged my 40% shares in Trenton Corp to him if he succeeded. I wasn’t just confident; I was absolutely certain that I’d come out on top. After all, Emma wasn’t some random woman in my life— she was my ex-wife. I had a history with her, one that Simeon couldn’t possibly compete with. I knew her in ways no one else did. I understood her likes, her dislikes, and even the small quirks that made her unique.One thing I’ve always been good at is making a lasting impression. I know how to subtly highlight someone’s flaws while emphasizing my strengths. So, when the terms of the bet were set, I wasn’t worried. I was ready to do whatever it took to ensure I won. For me, failure wasn’t an option.But
EMMA'S POVIt has been two days since I asked Judith to help me test Daniel and see if he had truly changed. In return for her assistance, I gave her a week off work so she could rest and take some time for herself. Judith was more than willing to take on the task, and so far, everything had been quiet. Surprisingly, during those two days, there hadn’t been any bad reports about him. “He’s resisting,” Judith told me over the phone when I called her this morning to check on the progress. “But I’m sure he’ll break soon,” she added with confidence in her voice.“Be careful,” I warned her, my tone carrying a mix of concern and seriousness, before hanging up the call.At the same time, Simeon had been pestering me relentlessly about moving in with him. “You’re a grown woman, Emma. It’s time you started living on your own,” he had said to me countless times, repeating the same argument over and over. The thing is, I have never lived alone. I have always been surrounded by people, and I don’
JUDITH'S POVIf I had known Emma would come to my place, I wouldn’t have invited Daniel and Simeon over. The plan was simple: to enjoy myself and have a little fun with the two of them. Threesome. But, as always, Emma managed to ruin everything. I even regretted telling her that Daniel would be coming over— it felt like I had handed her a map to sabotage me. Even Simeon didn’t know Daniel would be there, but I was determined to make the most of the night. And yes, I meant every word when I warned Daniel that I would spoil him in front of Emma. I genuinely appreciated how seriously he took it.Then Emma showed up, and chaos immediately followed.“What have you done?” Simeon snapped at me the moment he and Daniel stepped back inside.“Done as in what?” I asked, feigning ignorance, trying to appear clueless about his accusation.“Why do I have this strong feeling that you planned all of this?” Daniel asked, his tone sharp and accusing.“I didn’t plan anything! I just wanted to have fun.
EMMA'S POVIt had been four long days since the incident at Judith's house, and I was still struggling to figure out what it all meant. The questions kept swirling in my mind, refusing to settle. Sure, I wasn’t supposed to be there, but Judith had explained herself. According to her, Simeon was only there for work and to check on her health. Apparently, when I told Judith to take a week off because of the Tex have given her. I then informed Simeon— her boss— that she was sick. That explained why he had shown up. Yet, even with her explanation, it still didn’t sit right with me. Something about the whole situation felt... off.Maybe I had judged the situation too quickly. After all, I hadn’t even achieved what I wanted from everything I’d done so far. I wasn’t sure if Daniel had changed or not, and Judith, the only person who could help me figure it out, was someone I wasn’t exactly treating well at the moment. If I reached out to her, would she even consider helping me again after the
EMMA'S POVAfter a long night of replaying Veronica’s cryptic words— "I’ll do to you what I did to Judith"— I couldn’t even tell when sleep finally claimed me. Her chilling voice kept echoing in my mind, twisting my thoughts into knots. Every time I closed my eyes, her words seemed to grow louder, making it impossible to escape the nagging sense of unease they brought. Despite my efforts to stay awake, exhaustion eventually took over, and I drifted off into an uneasy slumber.The next thing I heard was a loud, cheerful shout that startled me from sleep."Happy birthday!" Aunt Grace's voice rang through the room, so loud and filled with excitement that it jolted me awake. My eyes fluttered open just in time to see her standing by my bed, grinning mischievously. Before I could even process what was happening, a cold splash of water hit me, soaking both me and my bed."Aunt Grace!" I squealed, shivering and staring at her in disbelief. She burst out laughing, clutching her sides as if sh
VERONICA'S POVI wasn’t bluffing when I told Emma that I would do to her what I did to Judith. Emma just doesn’t know how serious I am. I don’t make empty threats, and I don’t say things I don’t mean. I had just returned from a business trip, fully ready to reclaim what was mine from those who dared to take it away from me. The very thought of anyone crossing me boiled my blood. And yet, when I was till at the business trip, Emma had the audacity to call me and ask the most ridiculous question imaginable.She asked, “Who would you choose if you had to pick between Simeon and Daniel?”Can you believe that? What kind of question is that? And why would Emma, of all people, expect me to answer such nonsense? The nerve of that woman is something I’ll never understand. Her question wasn’t just absurd; it was insulting. It only confirmed what I already knew about her: she has no boundaries whatsoever. She thinks she can say and do whatever she pleases without consequences. But Emma was only
SIMEON'S POV I always thought Daniel believed I had forgotten how he once sent an assassin after me. But he was wrong. I hadn’t forgotten, not for a second. I had only chosen not to act on it— at least, not yet. My decision to hold back was for three specific reasons. The first reason was Emma. She meant a great deal to me, and I couldn’t bear the thought of dragging her into unnecessary chaos or putting her in harm’s way. Emma was the kind of person who deserved peace, not the drama and danger that came with my life. The second reason was my reputation. I couldn’t afford another scandal, especially one that could destroy my already fragile public image. A single misstep could ruin me, and I wasn’t ready to let that happen. The third reason? Timing. I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike back at Daniel— when it would hurt him the most. But then things got more complicated. Emma found both Daniel and me at Judith’s house. Her expression was a mix of shock, anger, and con
VERONICA'S POVWhat I don’t believe is that money can’t do anything. I’ve seen too much to think otherwise. I grew up in an average family— nothing extraordinary, just a simple, hardworking household. My parents did everything they could to give my siblings and me a decent life. My father worked long hours at the factory, and my mother spent her days cleaning houses. They never complained, but I could see the exhaustion on their faces every night. They tried their best, but their best wasn’t enough. We had just enough to get by, but never enough to feel comfortable. Watching their struggles, I made a promise to myself: I would never live like this. I would never settle for less.Everything changed when I met Simeon. He wasn’t like anyone else I’d ever known. He was the new transfer student at school, and from the moment he walked into class, I was drawn to him. I can’t explain why, but something about him caught my attention. He was quiet, almost reserved, yet there was a kindness in
EMMA'S POV No… No…I stood up from the couch, my legs trembling slightly, my heart racing so fast it felt like it would burst out of my chest. Liam stood up too, his eyes locked onto mine. As he took a step toward me, I instinctively took one back. I didn’t trust him— not like this.My mind was at war with itself. Should I scream for help? Should I try to push him away? Or should I just let him speak, let him explain whatever it was he wanted? But before I could come to a decision, he suddenly reached out, grabbing my waist and pulling me toward him.My breath hitched. His touch was unexpected— too soft, too smooth, as if his hands had never known hard labor or roughness. It sent a shiver down my spine, and not in a good way. I froze as his fingers moved lower, sliding from my waist downward. A sinking feeling formed in my stomach. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. He wanted to grab my ass.Panic surged through me. I reacted immediately, stepping back as fast as I could. But m
EMMA'S POV"Can I come in?"Liam's voice pulled me back to reality. I had been so lost in thought that I barely noticed how long I had kept him standing there, waiting for an answer.I hesitated, gripping the doorknob tightly as my mind raced. Should I allow him in? If I did, it would only be the two of us inside. The thought sent an uneasy feeling through me. Only God knew what would happen.A part of me wanted to close the door in his face and pretend this moment never happened. I could act like I had never heard his voice, never seen his face again, never been reminded of everything we used to be. That would be the easiest thing to do.But another part— the part I didn’t want to acknowledge— wanted to let him in.I still liked him.The realization made my stomach tighten uncomfortably. I had spent years convincing myself that I was over Liam, that our past was nothing but a closed chapter in the book of my life. I told myself he didn’t matter anymore, that my heart had healed, and
HANNAH'S POVI had been planning this for weeks, carefully thinking through every little detail to make sure nothing went wrong. Now, everything was finally falling into place, just the way I had envisioned it. Jason and Emma’s wedding was only a few weeks away, and if I wanted this mission to be successful, I needed to act fast. There was no room for mistakes, no time for second thoughts. Jason was deeply in love with Emma, and I knew he wouldn’t leave her unless something drastic happened— something that would shatter his trust completely. That’s exactly what I was going to make happen.Liam was the key to everything. He was my golden ticket, the perfect tool to execute this plan. He had history with Emma, and despite everything, I knew she still had feelings for him—even if she refused to admit it out loud. It is normal for everyone. It was clear in the way she had reacted when she saw that Liam was back in town. The little hesitation in her voice, the way her eyes had flickered wi
EMMA'S POVI tried to hold back my tears as I entered the cab, my hands trembling as I shut the door behind me. My heart pounded against my chest, and my breath came out in short, uneven gasps. I told myself I wouldn’t cry. Not now. Not in front of the driver. Not when Liam was still running toward us, his voice calling my name, growing fainter with each passing second.The driver, an elderly man with tired eyes and a kind face, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. His gaze shifted between me and the figure of Liam, who had stopped in the middle of the road, watching me leave. His hands were on his knees as he tried to catch his breath."Are we waiting for him?" the driver asked, his voice gentle yet curious.I felt a lump rise in my throat. I knew that if I turned around, if I allowed myself to look at Liam for even a second longer, I would break down completely. So I clenched my fists, dug my nails into my palm, and forced myself to speak."No," I said quickly, my voice barely
JUDITH POVI never planned for any of this. It all started the day I slept with Matthew just to save Emma. It was supposed to be a one-time thing, a moment of desperation where I traded my body for something I thought was more important. I convinced myself that it was just a transaction, a simple deal with a clear purpose. There were no emotions attached, no lingering feelings, nothing beyond the physical act. That was what I believed. But somehow, Matthew and I fell into an arrangement— an agreement that neither of us had discussed but both of us understood. No strings attached. No commitments. Just sex.At least, that was how I saw it. And that is who I am.Matthew, on the other hand, treated me differently. He didn’t just see me as someone to sleep with. He started showering me with gifts, things I never asked for but somehow always received. Cars, money, expensive jewelry— he made sure I had more than I needed. At first, I didn’t think much of it, but over time, it became overwhel
HANNAH'S POVI watched Liam's face closely as he spoke, a grin forming on my lips. He looked so pleased with himself, like a child who had just been praised for doing something clever. I almost laughed at how easy it was to manipulate him. He was just a pawn, a tool for me to use."She left in anger immediately after I told her everything," he said, his face lighting up with satisfaction. His chest puffed out slightly, as if he had just accomplished some grand mission.I turned my gaze to Daniel and Simeon, my trusted allies in this scheme. They were sitting on the plush leather couches, their faces showing the same satisfaction that I felt. Everything was falling into place. Everything. Just as I had planned."I think my plan is working," I said, finishing the whiskey in my glass. It burned going down, a sharp reminder that power always comes with a price. But this price, this burn, felt good. It felt like victory. And victory always tasted sweet.Daniel nodded, his expression satisf
EMMA'S POV It has been two weeks since Jason and I sorted things out between us. We agreed to hold the wedding in two months, and preparations were already in full swing. Invitations had been sent out to family members, friends, and even enemies. I didn’t care who showed up as long as the day went smoothly. The wedding was going to be grand, and I wanted everything to be perfect. The dress, the decorations, the food— I wanted it all to be just right. Jason was excited too, and we spent a lot of time talking about our future together. It felt good to plan a life with him, to imagine growing old together. It felt safe.Pixel Forge Studios was back on its feet. After the fire incident that almost brought the company down, I worked tirelessly to rebuild it. I have hired new staff, including Judith, who reclaimed her position as my secretary. She was good at her job and helped keep everything running smoothly. Business was booming again, and people were back to using our apps like they di
SIMEON'S POVI sat with Hannah and Daniel, watching them as we discussed Emma and Jason's upcoming wedding. I couldn’t help but feel uneasy. I had feelings for Emma, and I knew Daniel did too. It was awkward, competing with my friend who is like an enemy for the same woman, but I wasn’t about to back down. I wanted Emma, and I was ready to fight for her, even if it meant going up against Daniel."I believe you both got the wedding invitation from Emma and Jason?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual. I didn’t want them to know how much it bothered me that Emma was marrying someone else."I did," Hannah replied with a wicked smile, her eyes sparkling as she spoke. She seemed genuinely not happy for Emma, but I could see something else in her eyes— something that didn’t quite match her smile. It made me wonder what she was really thinking apart from evil.I turned to Daniel, expecting him to say something, but he was unusually quiet. I followed his gaze and realized he was staring at
HANNAH'S POVI always believed that Jason would somehow come back to me. And he did. But the painful part was that he came back strictly for help, nothing more. It was a few weeks ago when I heard a knock on my door. I was in my room, lost in my thoughts as usual. The days had become monotonous, each one blending into the next, as I replayed memories of us over and over in my mind. I missed him terribly, even though I pretended to be fine. His absence had left a void that nothing could fill. I told my twin sister, Rachel, to check who was at the door.After about half a minute, Rachel walked into my room with a mischievous smile on her face. She stood by the door, leaning against the frame with her arms crossed. “Guess who is at the door?” she asked, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.I looked up at her, confused. “You know I’m terrible at guessing. Just tell me, who is it?” My heart began to race, not because I was expecting anyone special but because of the way Rachel was acting. She