SHAWNA “What do they want this time? Anyways, I'm sure they'll leave when they get tired, I don't have any time at all today." “They look quite determined though, like they'll stay there till you come out even if it's night. I honestly wonder what rubs through their head, what do they want with the heiress now?" Liam asked me back. “That's their headache, not ours. They'll leave when they get tired. How's work today by the way?" I changed the topic entirely. “Everything is going smoothly, I got the best news from you today since I started my company." He smiled. I only smiled back at him, I've not even done up to half of what he has done for me, Liam is one of my biggest supporters and rock, he deserves all the good things in life. “You're closed from work right?" I asked him, seeing how relaxed he looked and his loosened tie. “Yes." “Good, can you please accompany me to my children's former school? I have one or two things to do there." I asked with a smirk on my face. He see
EUGENE I rushed into the house to see my parents pacing around the living room, my dad looked more conflicted. “Mom, I'm here now, what happened?" I asked as I dropped my bag on the couch, my heart was racing wildly in my chest, I knew already that something wasn't right. “Haven't you seen the news already or you've been out gallivanting around? The Lancaster empire now has a new heiress.” My father growled. This is not a trivial issue, my father rarely raises his voice, but when he does, it has to be that the matter is out of hand, there's no other way out at all. "I saw the news, but I don't understand what's going on, why are you both so riled up?” I frowned, "We're still struggling to get the acceptance of Mr Bryan Lancster into our business and he's not budging at all, finding a new heiress who's faceless as we speak will make this hard.” My mother butted in. "And the Lancasters are our only hope at rising again, so we have to get them to be partners with us, how do
DAMIEN I saw them come out of the building and instantly regretted coming out of my car at this point too. The last thing I want to do is talk to Eugene right now. “Damien!" She yelled out my name before I could avoid them, making me cuss it. Her mother turned too but Eugene walked towards me, making her mother come forward too. “What are you doing here?" Eugene asked when she got to me, I wanted to give a snarky comment that whatever I was looking for was none of her business but for the sake of her mother, I swallowed it. “I'm here to see someone,” I replied, trying as much as possible to not sound rude or anything. "Good afternoon, Damien.” Her mother greeted me herself. I didn't know if she was being normal or just because it's me but I answered since she's older and wasn't raised to be rude to anyone. "Good afternoon, ma'am. How's the family?” I asked her politely, pocketing my hands. "We’re all fine, you know, apart from the little setbacks we're experiencing in the
EUGENE I watched as Damien drove away, the window of his car was tinted so I couldn't see him at all, the only thing I saw was the dark window till the car joined the busy road. “What's that about? You didn't have to lie that much, Eugene. I even thought you'd let him know that you were joking before he left, but you didn't, you played on.” My mom said beside me. "I'm doing this for us, Mom. If the heiress doesn't want to be known, I might as well make use of the opportunity to get what we want for a little while." I shrugged. “No, you're not. We'll only end up in a bitter mess if you continue with this. The Lancaster empire isn't just something you can play with, we'll just get ourselves in a deeper mess." She said. "Why are you scared, Mom? This would be so fun, and even helpful to us.” I chuckled and turned around to go into the building back but she dragged me back, stopping me from going in. "No, we're going home now. I'm sure we'll figure something out with your dad,
SHAWNA “Have you seen how beautiful the new boss is? She's so pretty and just what you'd expect the CEO to look like, and her dress sense? Very nice!" One of the employees said to me as I walked into the office building. Did anyone publish anything about me already? But the more I walked further into the building, I realized that no one even seemed to notice me. Surely, if they had seen me, they'd have at least noticed that I was the person they were talking about, right? “She's currently sealing a deal too, I'm sure she must be hardworking and full of luck to have signed a deal on her first day." Another one said the person she was talking to urgently walked off, leaving me alone with her. I stopped by the lady who just said that I have a lot of questions to ask her already. The moment I stopped by her and she looked at me like trash, I knew instantly that there was a problem, she didn't look like she had seen my face. Who then is this new CEO they're talking about?
SHAWNA I was dragged outside till I got to where Liam was waiting for me, he ran towards me and the men immediately. He however didn't get to us before I was let go. “What the fuck is going on? Why are you being treated this way? And you two, keep your filthy hands to yourselves!" Liam growled. The guys went in after throwing a glare our way, Liam turned to look at me and when he saw tears gathered in my eyes, he ran towards those men with a balled-up fist. "Liam, don't,” I mumbled quietly, he was just about to hit them when I said that so he stopped, he'd have complicated issues further if he did that because it's just us against them. "What's going on, Shawna? What happened?” Liam asked me. "Let's get into the car first, my head is banging.” He led me into his car immediately. I told my driver to leave us alone and go home as I planned on going somewhere with Liam before. “I saw Eugene inside with her mother, she's impersonating me." I summarized it to Liam. “What? How's
SHAWNAPanic took over my entire form as I ran over to the bed with a kind of speed I didn't know I had in me, I got to him in a millisecond.His face was so relaxed that one would think he was sleeping or something, but he was not responsive, he was just stiff.“Help! Help me!!" I yelled out when he didn't respond to me at all, my heart started beating wildly as I tried to wake him up.The door was pushed open and Liam ran in with two workers from the house. They ran towards the bed immediately with shocks on their faces too.“I don't know what happened, he just started coughing all of a sudden while talking to me.” I rambled and Liam and that other guy who's a worker here carried him upstairs. I took the IV behind them as he was taken into the car.Liam sat in the driver's seat while I sat in the back seat with grandfather, I kept checking him and realized that he had just a weak pulse.It's really weak, but it's there. I looked up in an attempt to urge Liam to go faster then I real
SHAWNA“So we don't know when he'll wake up." The doctor said to me, but my eyes were glued to the television, my throat was dry and no word seemed to come out.“Are you listening to me, ma'am?" The doctor said as he tapped me gently.“Yes, I am. Nothing can be done till he wakes up right?" I asked and he nodded, my mind wasn't even in what I was saying anymore.“Yes, we'll keep you posted as time goes on. We'll let you know as soon as he makes any improvements, but for now, nothing can just be done."I didn't even know when he left, all I saw was Liam coming towards me, he stood before me then his arms wrapped around me slowly."What do we do now?” He asked me, his voice felt so far from me even though he was before me.“I honestly don't know. It's now online, now everyone thinks she's the heiress, it's on the news now for f*ck’s sake!" I yelled with angry tears rolling down my face.The numbness in me before turned into anger almost immediately. The fact that it's now on the news me
PHOEBEI frowned at the sound coming from the door. A slow, deliberate rattling. Like someone was testing the handle.I sat up in bed, my heart already picking up speed. "Housekeeping?" My voice came out shaky, uncertain.No answer.I cleared my throat. "Hello?"Silence. Nothing but my own breathing and the distant hum of the city outside. But the sound at the door didn’t stop. If anything, it got worse, more forceful, more urgent. The handle rattled, harder this time. My stomach dropped.I swallowed hard, forcing my shaky hands to reach for the hotel phone. My fingers fumbled over the buttons as I tried to call the front desk."Come on, come on," I muttered, my pulse pounding so loudly I could barely hear anything else. I pressed the call button, lifting the receiver to my ear. A second passed. Two. Then…The lights went out.I gasped, nearly dropping the phone. The entire room was swallowed by darkness, the only light now coming from the faint glow of the city outside, filtering th
RAMONI sat there, staring at the door Phoebe had just slammed shut. The air still felt thick with her frustration, her anger. I had called out to her, but she hadn’t even hesitated. Just walked away like I was no better than the rest of them.I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face. I wasn’t trying to control her. I wasn’t trying to stop her from living her life. But she didn’t see it that way.“She’s got fire, that one.”The voice made me tense. I turned, watching as my uncle stepped out from the back room, his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes. Something that made my stomach twist.“Why wouldn’t you let her leave?” he asked, stepping closer. “You getting soft?”I scoffed, leaning back in my chair, trying to act unfazed. “It’s not like that.”He smirked, tilting his head like he didn’t believe me. “Sure it’s not.”I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “Phoebe doesn’t deserve to get caught up in all this.”“All this,” he rep
PHOEBEI folded my arms, leaning against the wall of Ramon’s tiny apartment. The space was cramped, barely big enough for the two of us, but that wasn’t what was bothering me. It was him, his expression, his tone, the way he was looking at me like I was making some kind of terrible mistake.“I don’t get it,” I said, shaking my head. “Why are you so against me moving out?”Ramon let out a deep sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. He looked tired, like this conversation was wearing on him. “I’m not against it, Phoebe.”“Sure feels like it,” I shot back.His lips twitched, but it wasn’t a smile. More like a reflex, something bitter. He let out a small chuckle, but there wasn’t any humor in it. “I just know what it means to be without a family. And trust me, it’s not something you want.”I frowned, crossing my arms tighter. “So what? I should just stay there and let them control my life?”His gaze flickered to mine, steady, unshaken. “No,” he said. “I’m saying don’t make decisions when you
PHOEBEI stood outside Ramon’s door, my heart thudding in my chest like I’d just run a marathon. I wasn’t even sure why I had come here. Maybe it was the way I’d stormed out of Mom’s office, my frustration boiling over until it felt like I couldn’t breathe. Or maybe it was just because I needed to be somewhere I felt… safe. And for some reason, that place was here.Before I could change my mind and turn around, the door opened.Ramon stood there, blinking at me in surprise. His dark hair was tousled as he’d just rolled out of bed, and his black T-shirt clung to his chest in a way that made it impossible not to notice how toned he was. He wasn’t trying, wasn’t even aware of how ridiculously good-looking he looked, and somehow that made it even worse, or better, depending on how you looked at it.I swallowed hard, my brain short-circuiting for a second. His dark brown eyes were fixed on me, curious and maybe a little sleepy, like he hadn’t expected anyone to show up at his door, let alo
PHOEBEI waited until Phoebe walked into my office before I spoke. She was humming, looking happy like nothing in the world could bring her down.“Phoebe, can we talk?” I said, closing the file I was working on.She frowned a little but came over. “Sure. What’s up?”I leaned back in my chair, choosing my words carefully. “Eugene came by earlier.”Her face hardened immediately. “Oh. And let me guess….she had a lot to say?”“She’s worried, Phoebe.”“Of course, she is,” Phoebe muttered, crossing her arms. “She’s always worried about something.”“She’s your aunt. She cares about you.”“She doesn’t like Ramon, does she?” Phoebe’s voice was sharp.I sighed. “She has concerns. And, honestly, so do I.”Phoebe’s eyes widened. “Wait….you too?”“Phoebe, we’ve never even heard of this guy until recently, and now you’re spending all your time with him. Don’t you think that’s a little… fast?”Her jaw tightened. “I knew it. No one actually wants me to be happy.”“Phoebe, that’s not what this is abou
EUGENEI’ve seen Phoebe mad before. I’ve seen her throw tantrums over little things, like when the coffee wasn’t hot enough or when her favorite show ended on a cliffhanger. But this? This was different. This wasn’t just a flash of irritation or some harmless grumbling. This was something else entirely.I stood there, watching her storm out, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor like gunshots in the silence of the house. She didn’t say much, just muttered something under her breath as she snatched her purse from the couch and headed straight for the front door with Ramon. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t even know what had set her off this time.“Phoebe, where are you going?” I finally called out, hoping to stop her. But she didn’t even look back. She just pushed open the door, stepped outside, and slammed it shut behind her. Hard. The kind of slam that makes you flinch, like it’s meant to hurt you as much as it does the doorframe.I followed her, but only as far as the win
PHOEBEThe office buzzed softly around me, but my focus was entirely on Ramon. We’d wrapped up the whole argument with the triplets, and now it was just us, enjoying the quiet. He leaned back in the chair across from my desk, arms folded casually, his dark eyes watching me with that familiar smirk.“Can’t believe you stuck around after all that,” I teased, raising a brow.He chuckled. “You think I scare that easily?”“I don’t know,” I said, tapping my pen against my notebook. “My brothers are pretty intense.”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Trust me, Phoebe, I’ve faced worse.”There was something in the way he said it light, but with a shadow underneath. His voice was easy, casual, but it carried a weight I couldn’t quite figure out. It wasn’t the first time I’d noticed it either. There were layers to Ramon, ones he wasn’t letting me see just yet. I tilted my head, debating whether to push him a little, maybe ask what was really going on behind that smile.But the
RAMONI leaned against Phoebe’s desk, watching them argue like they were the only ones in the room. Triplets. Identical in almost every way, same fiery temper, the same stubborn streak, same protective instinct over their little sister. It was almost entertaining at first. Almost.But now? I was bored.“Guys,” I said again, keeping my tone light and calm, but it was like I didn’t exist. They didn’t hear me. Or maybe they just chose to ignore me. Typical.“Jasper, can you just stop already?” Phoebe snapped, stepping in before things got even messier. She crossed her arms over her chest, looking annoyed.“I’m trying to protect you, Phoebe!” Jasper shot back, his voice rising. “You don’t even know who he really is!”I watched Phoebe’s jaw tighten, and I could tell she was about five seconds away from losing her cool. Jasper, as usual, wasn’t letting up. This was a regular scene with them, but it still felt like walking through a minefield every time.Billy, standing a little behind Jaspe
PHOEBE“Wait… Ramon?” Billy frowned, glancing between me and him like we’d just announced we were getting married or something.“That’s right,” Ramon said, stepping forward with a small, polite smile. “Nice to officially meet you both.”Jasper gave a short, dry laugh. “Yeah. Officially, huh? So this is a thing now?”“It is,” I said firmly, crossing my arms tighter. “And I’m not going to hide it, so you can drop the attitude.”“Attitude?” Jasper raised an eyebrow. “We don’t have attitude. We just… didn’t expect this, that’s all.”Billy nodded slowly, but his eyes stayed on Ramon, like he was trying to figure him out. “You move pretty fast, don’t you, Ramon?”“Billy,” I warned, my voice sharp, but Ramon just chuckled, brushing it off like it was nothing.“I get it,” he said smoothly. “I know I’m not exactly your favorite person. But I care about Phoebe, and I hope you can respect that.”Jasper snorted, crossing his arms like he was gearing up for a fight. “Oh, sure. Respect. That’s easy