Harper just returned home after a grueling week-long business trip in London only to find her sister in bed with her beloved fiance, shattered, Harper swore to make them pay, for deceiving her after everything she had to sacrifice for them.
View MoreCANDLELIT DINNER 1~GIDEON'S POV~The rooftop was perfect. Minimalistic. Private. High above the noise of the city. Just the way I liked it. And tonight, it was all about Harper. I stood at the edge, staring out over the skyline as the sun bled into the horizon. Colors like fire and blood. Fitting. I took a slow breath, rolling my sleeves up to my elbows watching the staff finish setting the table. Nothing extravagant. Two chairs. Crisp white linens. Crystal glassware. And candlelight. Soft. Intimate. Deceptively simple. Because it wasn't about impressing her. It was about control. About giving her something no one else could. I turned when I heard the elevator doors open behind me. Footsteps, slow and hesitant. Good. She was already off balance. I liked that. "Wow..." Harper's voice was soft, almost breathless. I let her take it in. Let her have her moment. Then I turned, letting my gaze sweep over her slowly, deliberately. "You're late," I said, but my tone was smooth.
DREAMING PERFECTION~ALICE'S POV~I stood in front of the shopping mall, staring at the baby mannequin in the window display. Tiny clothes, soft pastel colors—things I imagined seeing my child in. I arched a brow, resting my hand on my flat stomach. My gaze shifted as a family stepped out of the shop—a father, mother, and their little daughter, laughing as she clutched a new stuffed toy. For a brief second, I wondered. P‘If Edward had seen this... if he'd wanted this... would he have supported me? Would he have loved this child? Would he have wanted a future with her?’I sighed bitterly, my palm pressing lightly against the glass. "Who am I kidding?" I whispered to myself. Edward wanted nothing to do with this baby. With me. I slipped my hand into my purse, pulling out my phone. Scrolling through my contacts, I hesitated when my finger hovered over Noah's name. Should I?I needed a distraction. And he always was one. I hit the call button before I could think twice. It
YOUR LOVE MATTERS~GIDEON’S POV~The moment I saw Jessica’s name flash across my screen, I rolled my eyes. Why the hell was she calling me? And how did she even still have my number? I almost ignored it. Almost. But curiosity always was a dangerous thing. So I answered. And when she told me about Edward and Chanel, I wasn’t surprised. Not even a little. Chanel had always been stupid. Easily manipulated. And Edward? He was good at manipulating people who didn’t know any better. I had to give him that. Still, I was curious. Curious about what those two idiots thought they were plotting. Jessica said she had information, so I invited her over. She’d better have something worth my time. Because if this was another one of her pathetic attempts to get me back… She wasn’t as smart as I thought she was. Or maybe she was. Who knows? I guess I was about to find out.I was already pouring a drink when I heard the knock. Right on time. Jessica was many things, but late wasn’t one
THE NEW DEAL~EDWARD’S POV~I watched Chanel carefully. She was all glossy lips, high-end perfume, and a smile that could make a man forget himself. But I wasn’t about to forget anything. Not now. Not with Gideon’s threat still ringing in my ears. ‘If he wants to play games… he’s not very good at them.’I clenched my jaw, my fingers twitching at my sides. Fine. Let’s play. Chanel tilted her head at me, her dark eyes curious, maybe even a little dangerous. “Your sister isn’t exactly subtle,” she said, running a manicured finger along the frame of a painting by the hallway. “I can see why you two don’t get along.” I smirked, stepping closer. “Jessica doesn’t know how to mind her own business.” “Hmm,” Chanel hummed, trailing her gaze back to me. “And what about you, Edward? Do you mind your own business?” “Never,” I said, matching her stare. “Especially when there’s something I want.” She gave a low, amused chuckle. “And what is it you want?” I didn’t answer right away.
THE HOT GUEST ~EDWARD’S POV~I strolled toward my mother’s kitchen, heading straight for the fridge. Grabbing the handle, I swung it open and pulled out a jug of orange juice. Reaching for the nearest glass, I poured myself a drink and took a slow sip. That’s when I noticed her. Sitting in my mom’s living room like she owned the place. I arched a brow. Who the hell was she? Placing the glass quietly in the sink, I made my way out of the kitchen and toward the living room. No one told me we had company. And especially not a stranger. “And who are you?” I asked, my eyes sweeping over her as I took in every detail. She smelled expensive. Looked expensive. Legs that belonged on a runway, hair that shimmered like it belonged on a magazine cover. She was hot. Very hot. “Oh, hello,” she greeted me, her voice smooth, accompanied by a slow, practiced smile. “You must be Jessica’s older brother. She talks a lot about you.” “I hope it’s the good stuff,” I replied with a lazy smi
LET THE GAME BEGIN~GIDEON’S POV~I stared at my phone, a slow smile spreading across my lips. Tonight would be special. A night she’d never forget. I set the phone down on the table in front of me, shifting my attention to the man sitting opposite me. Joshua, standing silently behind me, handed me the file I’d requested. I opened it without a word, flipping through each folder, and scanning page after page. My fingers brushed absently across my lips in thought. Finally, I lifted my gaze to Noah. He was practically shaking. I knew he’d screw up eventually. I just hadn’t expected him to fold this fast. “Do you have anything you’d like to tell me, Noah?” My voice was calm. Collected. Deceptively patient. Noah let out a nervous laugh, his hand trembling slightly as he picked up his glass of iced tea and took a long drink. I watched him closely, unmoved. Weak men always showed their fear in small ways first. I let my gaze drift, surveying the restaurant around us. A pai
PERFECT FAIRY TALE ~HARPER’S POV~Edward’s messages glowed on my screen, demanding attention.“We need to talk. Now.” “It’s about Gideon.”My fingers hovered over the screen, my pulse hammering in my ears. Gideon studied me, his expression unreadable, though I didn’t miss the way his jaw tensed slightly.“Edward?” he guessed.I let out a slow breath, locking my phone. “Yeah.”Silence stretched between us. “Are you going to him?” Gideon asked, his voice calm, almost too calm.I should. I should demand to know what Edward meant, what he knew about the man sitting across from me. I should care.But right now, staring at Gideon, the way he held his glass with an effortless kind of authority, the way his eyes lingered on me as if he already knew my answer…No.I wasn’t running to Edward. Not tonight. I tilted my head, my lips curving in a slow, deliberate smirk. “Wouldn’t that be rude? Walking out on my host?”Something flashed in Gideon’s eyes—approval? Amusement? Maybe both. He leaned fo
TASTING THE WATERS~HARPER’S POV~I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my jaw clenched as the argument with Alice replayed in my head. She always knew how to get under my skin. But what annoyed me most was the way she acted—like she regretted everything. I sighed. It was too early to let Alice’s mess ruin my day. The sudden ring of my phone pulled me from my thoughts. Glancing at the screen, a slow smile curled on my lips. Gideon. The memory of last night’s sex flickered in my mind—the way he took control, the way he owned me. I answered the call, teasing, “Can’t get enough of me?” A deep chuckle came from the other end. “Well, I wouldn’t mind coming over right now… just say the word.” A flutter ran through my stomach. God, this man knows exactly what he’s doing.“As tempting as that sounds, I have to work,” I said, clearing my throat, hoping he wouldn’t hear the effect his words had on me. “That’s too bad,” he mused, and I could hear the disappointment in his voice
(ENEMY WITHIN)~EDWARD’S POV~ “You’re still alive.” Noah’s voice cuts through my thoughts just as I lift another shot to my lips. I needed this drink. Ever since I woke up in that hospital and got discharged, life had been... too much. My mother and sister wouldn’t stop with their demands—loans, money, endless complaints. God, they were parasites, feeding off what little I had left. Dragging me back when all I wanted was to move forward. “You must have some kind of god watching over you,” Noah muses, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “Given how tough you’ve had it this year.” His chuckle grates on my nerves. “You enjoying this, aren’t you?” I snap, my grip tightening around my glass. “Watching me suffer. After all, you’re living the dream.” Noah snorts. “Dream life?” He finally looks at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. “Yeah, right.” That’s the thing about Noah—he’s the kind of guy who always lands on his feet. Good family, great education, sharp mind. Ha
I unlocked the door and stepped in, it was a long trip, and being apart from Edward for a week was unbearable."Babe I'm back"Stepping into our bedroom, my exhausted eyes scanned the room, my heart pounding in my chest as I took in the sight before me.I had just returned from a demanding week-long business trip in London, and now here I stand, staring at my sister in bed with my fiance.Shock and devastation coursed every fiber of my being threatening to consume me.The sacrifice I had made for these two suddenly burned in my chest. My hands kept trembling as I squeezed the edge of the doorway, my knuckles turning white under the weight of my emotions.Silently I stepped back, my footstep eerily soundless against the carpeted floor. I refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing me. Not now, I pressed my quivering lips together, suppressing the wrenching sobs that clawed at my throat. No, I would not break in front of them.As I slowly retreated from the room and hauled a cab, ge...
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