LilaSitting at my desk in the corner office, I flipped through the reports I had intercepted from Raven’s inbox earlier that morning. It had become almost second nature by now—finding ways to plant just enough chaos to make her stumble. Nothing too obvious, of course. If I pushed too hard, Raven would catch on, and I couldn’t risk that. But the little things were working. I could see it in the way Emerson’s frustration with her had grown, how often he came to me now, seeking solace and understanding. Raven was losing her grip, and I was ready to take full advantage of it.Planting the false information had been easy. I’d made sure that several key emails went out to clients under Raven’s name, suggesting changes in their contracts that made no sense. Minor discrepancies—nothing too alarming at first glance—but just enough to cause confusion and delays in important deals. Emerson had already complained about some of the deals falling through, and I knew it was only a matter of time be
LilaI couldn’t believe it. After everything I had done to be here with Emerson, after all the times I had listened to his complaints about Raven and supported him through his frustrations, now he was brushing me off as if I didn’t matter. He was growing distant, more focused on the company and, it seemed, on trying to fix his crumbling marriage. It was infuriating.I wasn’t some disposable side piece. I had worked too hard to be relegated to the shadows while he tried to patch things up with Raven. I deserved more. I had earned more.But no matter what I did, no matter how I tried to get closer to him, Emerson seemed to be pulling away. The trip hadn’t gone the way I had hoped. He was distracted the whole time, his mind elsewhere. Even when I tried to seduce him again, to remind him of the connection we had, he just… shrugged me off. I wasn’t used to being ignored, especially not by a man like Emerson, who had once seemed so desperate to be with me.Now, back at the office, things we
Lila The walls were closing in around me, and for the first time since I had begun this affair with Emerson, I felt real fear. Everything was slipping through my fingers. I could feel it—the tension between Emerson and me, the way he was pulling away, the subtle changes in the company. Raven was winning, and if I didn’t do something soon, I would be the one left with nothing.Every move I made felt like a misstep. Emerson wasn’t just ignoring me now; he was actively distancing himself. When we used to meet in secret, there was excitement, passion. Now there was nothing but silence, and each attempt I made to reignite that fire was met with cold indifference. He wasn’t even looking at me the same way. All his focus was on the company, on Raven, on fixing his broken marriage.I had to remind myself of one thing: I wasn’t losing this battle. I couldn’t lose. But the truth was becoming harder to ignore. I wasn’t the one with the upper hand anymore. Raven was.The changes in the company’s
RavenMarcus’s words still rang in my ears as I strode into the office the next morning, feeling a surge of determination I hadn’t felt in a long time. I could almost hear him saying, “You need to secure your place, Raven. Emerson’s playing his own game, and if you’re not careful, he’ll take it all from you.”He was right. I couldn’t let myself become the collateral damage in this war. Emerson thought he could walk all over me, humiliate me with his affair with Lila, and still keep his place at the top of the company? No. I wasn’t going to let that happen. If anything, I was going to take him down first.But I needed a plan—a smart, careful plan. One that wouldn’t just expose Emerson’s infidelity but also make me look like the clear successor to the company. I wanted everyone to know what kind of man he was, and I wanted them to doubt his leadership abilities. He wasn’t just a cheating husband. He was a liar, a manipulator, and if they didn’t see it now, they would soon.I started gat
RavenMarcus’s words still rang in my ears as I strode into the office the next morning, feeling a surge of determination I hadn’t felt in a long time. I could almost hear him saying, “You need to secure your place, Raven. Emerson’s playing his own game, and if you’re not careful, he’ll take it all from you.”He was right. I couldn’t let myself become the collateral damage in this war. Emerson thought he could walk all over me, humiliate me with his affair with Lila, and still keep his place at the top of the company? No. I wasn’t going to let that happen. If anything, I was going to take him down first.But I needed a plan—a smart, careful plan. One that wouldn’t just expose Emerson’s infidelity but also make me look like the clear successor to the company. I wanted everyone to know what kind of man he was, and I wanted them to doubt his leadership abilities. He wasn’t just a cheating husband. He was a liar, a manipulator, and if they didn’t see it now, they would soon.I started gat
RavenAs the day of the business event approached, my plans were nearly complete. I had worked tirelessly to ensure everything would fall perfectly into place. Emerson and Lila’s world was about to crumble, and there was nothing they could do to stop it. Every piece of evidence I had meticulously collected would be revealed tonight, publicly and without mercy. This wasn’t just about exposing their affair—it was about ruining them professionally, tearing down the empire they had tried to control.I stood by the window of my office, looking out over the city, the calm before the storm. There was a certain thrill in knowing how close I was to victory, how soon their lives would be shattered. Ava had been instrumental in gathering the last few pieces of information, ensuring we had witnesses and verifiable proof. Her sharp instincts made her a formidable ally, and she had been just as determined as I was to see Emerson fall.A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Ava entered, her
RavenAs the day of the business event approached, my plans were nearly complete. I had worked tirelessly to ensure everything would fall perfectly into place. Emerson and Lila’s world was about to crumble, and there was nothing they could do to stop it. Every piece of evidence I had meticulously collected would be revealed tonight, publicly and without mercy. This wasn’t just about exposing their affair—it was about ruining them professionally, tearing down the empire they had tried to control.I stood by the window of my office, looking out over the city, the calm before the storm. There was a certain thrill in knowing how close I was to victory, how soon their lives would be shattered. Ava had been instrumental in gathering the last few pieces of information, ensuring we had witnesses and verifiable proof. Her sharp instincts made her a formidable ally, and she had been just as determined as I was to see Emerson fall.A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Ava entered, her
ClarkThe moment I told Raven the truth, I felt the ground beneath me shatter. The words had barely left my lips, and already I could see the fire in her eyes turning into something far worse—betrayal. Pain. Fury.She didn’t scream, but her silence cut deeper than anything. She stood there, her body rigid, fists clenched so tightly at her sides that I thought she’d draw blood. And then, without a single word, she turned and walked away.“Raven, please—just listen to me!” My voice sounded desperate, even to my own ears, but I couldn’t let her go, not like this. I reached out, but she was already gone, slipping out of reach like a fading shadow.The guilt weighed heavy on my chest, suffocating, crushing. I wanted to chase after her, make her understand that I never meant for any of this to happen. But how could I? How could I explain away the fact that I had been behind the wheel of the car that had taken away everything she held dear?She knew the truth now, and it was too late to take
RavenThe cold wind cut across the bridge, lashing against my coat as I stepped onto the steel framework. The city lights glittered below, blurring against the river like fractured glass. Ten o’clock on the dot, just as the message instructed. No sign of anyone.I hated how my breath came faster. I hated that my heart jumped at every sound. But most of all, I hated that I hadn’t told Ava or even Clark about this meeting’s true risk.They would’ve tried to stop me. But this… this was mine to finish.Footsteps echoed from the far side of the bridge. I shifted, hand near the hidden blade in my boot.Then he stepped out of the shadows.Marcus Greer.No disguise. No mask. Just the man behind it all, his smile easy and calculated, like he already knew the ending to this story.“Raven,” he said, like we were old friends catching up instead of mortal enemies.“You’re bold to come alone,” I replied.“I’m impressed you did.”I didn’t respond. My fingers twitched near the knife.Marcus walked cl
RavenThe morning after the event, the city was ablaze with speculation. Headlines painted Emerson and Lila as corporate criminals, parasites leeching off a legacy they didn’t deserve. My plan had worked better than I imagined—precisely orchestrated chaos. But even with their reputations unraveling, I couldn’t shake the growing dread clawing at my chest.Marcus was out there.And worse—he was quiet.It’s the silence that comes after the scream you should fear most. The inhale before the blow. That was Marcus’s specialty: not the obvious attack, but the one you never saw coming.I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of my apartment, watching the skyline shift behind a veil of gray clouds. A soft knock came from the door. Ava let herself in without waiting.“He’s not in any of his usual places,” she said, dropping a file on the table. “His old contacts are either lying low or pretending they never knew him.”I didn’t turn around. “He won’t use old routes. He knows we’d be watching.”“H
Raven The storm I had been building for months had finally broken. But it wasn’t unfolding the way I’d planned.Instead of standing alone at the center of my vengeance, victorious, I was flanked by ghosts—Clark, burdened by the weight of guilt and regret, and Marcus, the puppet master I’d failed to see until it was almost too late. And somewhere in the crowd, Emerson and Lila were watching this unravel with barely-concealed dread. They were no longer my only targets. But they were still part of the game.I stepped down from the stage as murmurs escalated to chaos. Some people were pulling up files on their phones, others whispering frantically to one another. The room was becoming a minefield of shifting alliances and crumbling trust. I could feel Marcus’s eyes boring into my back like daggers.Ava moved beside me like a shadow, calm and sharp.“It’s done,” she said. “The media has the full dossier. Within the hour, this entire room is going to be scorched earth.”I exhaled slowly, b
RavenI stood frozen at the edge of the stage as Marcus’s words thundered through the room like a bomb detonating in slow motion. The folder he handed over looked far too familiar—my reports, my emails, but twisted, doctored, and manipulated to look like I had been undermining the company from the inside. My breath caught in my throat.This was supposed to be my moment. The culmination of months of work, suffering, loss. I had been seconds away from exposing Emerson and Lila, from burning their empire to the ground. And now, in front of the same crowd I meant to dismantle, I was being painted as the villain.Clark was still at the entrance, halfway in the shadows. I saw the panic flicker across his face. I didn’t know if it was guilt, desperation, or something else. But I couldn’t focus on him—not now. I locked eyes with Ava, and she immediately stepped forward, eyes scanning the scene with the sharpness of a strategist.“Stall them,” I mouthed to her.She nodded and moved toward the
RavenMy heart felt like it was cracking apart, piece by jagged piece, as I stormed out of the room, my breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts. I couldn’t see straight, couldn’t think straight. Clark. Of all people, Clark—the one person I had let my guard down around, the one person I thought might be different from the rest. He was the reason my sister was dead. The reason my life had turned into this hollow, vengeful existence. And I had trusted him. Loved him.The memory of his confession replayed in my mind, over and over like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. His voice had been tight with guilt, his eyes filled with the kind of regret that made me want to scream. But it didn’t matter. No amount of remorse could fix what had been done. No amount of love could change the fact that he had killed her. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to bury the feelings I had for him so deep that they would never surface again. But the truth was, I was torn apart inside.I stumbled into the nearest
RavenStanding at the edge of the stage, I could feel every nerve in my body humming with anticipation. Tonight was the night. The night I would finally expose Emerson and Lila for the corrupt, scheming monsters they were. Every second had been building to this moment, every sleepless night, every carefully calculated move. And now, it was all about to come crashing down.The crowd in the room shifted restlessly, the low murmur of voices blending with the soft clinking of champagne glasses. I scanned the faces before me, knowing that among them were my enemies, my allies, and those who would fall once this was over. My stomach twisted, but I forced the feeling down, locking it in the pit where I stored all the rage, all the betrayal. I couldn’t afford to feel anything else right now.I glanced over to the side of the stage and caught sight of Emerson, standing tall and smug, his arm casually slung around Lila’s waist. They looked like the perfect power couple—the corporate king and qu
ClarkThe phone rang once, twice, and I could feel my pulse pounding in my throat. I wasn’t sure what I’d say once Raven picked up. I had no plan for this, no clever way to make her understand that everything I’d done—even the worst of it—had been a mistake I was tricked into. How could I even explain that?But then the ringing stopped, and for a second, I thought she’d hung up without answering. I almost dropped the phone in my surprise when I heard her voice.“What do you want, Clark?” Her voice was cold, detached, like I wasn’t even worth her time.I swallowed hard, trying to push past the knot of guilt in my throat. “Raven, I need to talk to you.”She scoffed, and the sound hit me like a punch to the gut. “We don’t have anything left to talk about.”She was right. I had lied to her. Kept the truth from her about the hit-and-run, about the night her world shattered. But I couldn’t let her walk into Marcus’s trap without at least trying to warn her.“I know you hate me right now, an
ClarkThe weight of my plan settled in my chest as I walked out of my apartment, my footsteps feeling heavier with every step. Setting a trap for Marcus wasn’t just about taking him down. It was about protecting Raven. It was about fixing the mistakes I had made—about making sure she didn’t fall into the trap he had laid out for her.I couldn’t shake the feeling that danger was creeping closer. Marcus had been too quiet these last few days, which was never a good sign. Someone like him didn’t stay quiet unless they were plotting something bigger, and my gut told me that he was planning to make his move at the upcoming business event. The same event where Raven had planned her grand reveal against Emerson and Lila.The problem was, I didn’t know how deep Marcus’s play went. All I knew was that it was dangerous, and that if I didn’t stop him, Raven would end up taking the fall. Marcus had always been a master manipulator, and he knew how to twist every situation to his advantage. If I d
ClarkAfter confronting Marcus, my mind was spinning. The weight of everything I had learned sat heavy in my chest, and the truth felt like a ticking time bomb. I couldn’t do this alone. Marcus had too much power, too much influence, and I was just one person—one deeply flawed, guilt-ridden person. If I was going to expose him, I needed help.The first thing I did was reach out to some of the people I thought I could trust in the company, starting with those I had worked closely with over the years. Some of them had been loyal to Emerson and the pack, or at least that’s what I had assumed. I called a few of them in for quiet meetings, avoiding too much attention. But each time, the result was the same.“He’s too powerful, Clark.”“I’ve got a family to think about.”“Marcus has connections everywhere. If you go after him, it’ll be career suicide for all of us.”The excuses kept piling up, and I could see the fear in their eyes. Marcus had wrapped his hands around every throat in this o