~Ruby's POV~“These files contain everything—videos, recordings, photos, and documents—about an illegal operation.”I stiffened.Kai looked at me carefully before continuing, “An illegal operation your dad stumbled upon.”My heart stopped.“Wait… what?” I stared at Kai, my stomach twisting in knots. “My dad would never be involved in something illegal.” My voice wavered between disbelief and confusion.Kai leaned forward, his face calm but serious. “That’s the point, Ruby. He wasn’t involved. I think he was gathering information on the people who were.”I swallowed hard, glancing at Roman, who was just as focused. “You think so?” Roman asked cautiously.“With the way things are looking, yes.” Kai clicked through a series of images on his laptop. “Look at how these pictures are taken. The distance, the angles—”I squinted at the screen. The grainy images showed shadowy figures in what looked like an empty warehouse, the glow of headlights illuminating a large truck. The camera’s vantag
~Ruby's POV~The past few days had been eerily quiet—no threats, no signs of danger lurking in the shadows. It was almost too quiet, but I refused to let paranoia rule my life. After much back and forth with Roman, arguing and declining his protests, I had finally convinced him to let me and the kids return home.As we pulled into the driveway, I could feel Roman’s tension from the driver’s seat. He scanned the area with sharp, trained eyes, his senses heightened, searching for anything out of place. I knew what he was doing—even though everything seemed normal, he wasn’t convinced.We stepped out of the car, and the kids rushed ahead excitedly.“Are you sure this is a good idea, Ruby?” Roman asked, his voice low but firm.I turned to him with a reassuring smile. “If it weren’t, I wouldn’t have attempted it.”His jaw clenched slightly. “But we can’t say for sure.”Before I could respond, Little Ruby tugged at my sleeve. “Mum, is everything okay?”I looked down at her bright, innocen
~Ruby's POV~“Alright, there’s still time. This could work,” I said, turning back into the kitchen. “You both go get dressed—we’re going shopping.”Their eyes lit up with excitement as they jumped on a spot. “I don’t have a problem going like this,” Rhett said, glancing down at his clothes.I nodded in agreement. “Yeah, that’s true.”“But I definitely do,” Little Ruby protested, already making a beeline for the hallway.“Oh no, no, no, no.” I quickly reached out and stopped her, placing my hand on top of her head. “Yours is perfectly fine.”“But Mum—”“It’s just a quick trip to the store, nothing more.”“That’s what you always say,” she grumbled, folding her arms.Rhett smirked. “Besides, it’s not like you’re going out there to find a boyfriend.”“Ewwww! Definitely not, Rhett!” Little Ruby shot back, making a face of pure disgust.“So what’s the big deal?” I asked, shaking my head.“You always have to look your best.” She gave me a cheeky grin. “And who knows… maybe I will see a boyf
~Ruby's POV~The morning light streamed through the shattered windows, casting uneven patterns across the chaos we were still struggling to fix. The living room was chaotic. Pillows were ripped apart, furniture was overturned, and shards of glass sparkled spookily in the sunlight. It had looked like this since last night when we came home to find everything in disarray.I tied my hair up in a messy bun and sighed, dusting off a chair before pushing it back into place. The kids worked beside me, picking up books and scattered papers. We were making progress, but the house still felt violated, like an open wound refusing to heal.Then the doorbell rang.We all froze, exchanging quick glances.“I’ll check it,” I said before either of them could protest.They nodded hesitantly, their gazes following me as I walked toward the door. My heart pounded a little faster than usual, my fingers tightening around the doorknob as I cracked the door open.Roman.His dark eyes studied me carefully,
~Ruby's POV~By morning, I had packed our bags, and before the sun had fully risen, we were already on our way to the airport. Roman had been quiet when we left—he hadn’t argued, hadn’t fought me on it. But I could feel his disapproval like a heavy weight pressing against me.The kids were excited about the trip, chatting nonstop on the plane, but I could tell they were trying to ignore the deeper reason behind our sudden departure.Hours later, we landed in Howling Heights.As we stepped out of the plane, the fresh air hit me like a comforting embrace, carrying the familiar scent of pine and earth. It had been too long since I’d been back.A sleek, black, and unfamiliar car was parked just ahead.“Mum, did you book a cab?” Little Ruby asked, tugging on my sleeve.“Yeah,” I replied, glancing at my phone. “But it’s still two minutes away.”Before I could question anything further, the car door opened, and a tall, blonde-haired man stepped out.For a moment, my breath caught in my thro
~Ruby's POV~“Roman?” I blinked, barely believing he was standing in front of me.“Good morning, Ruby,” he said in a neutral, almost unreadable tone.I glanced back into the house, then stepped outside, pulling the door shut behind me. “What are you doing here?” I asked in a hushed voice.“I just wanted to make sure you and the kids are safe,” Roman said simply.I scoffed, crossing my arms. “Are you our guardian angel now or what? The danger is over there, not here, Roman.”“Maybe,” he admitted, his gaze steady. “But I needed to make sure you weren’t tracked or followed here.”I studied his face, trying to figure out what he wasn’t saying. “Oh, I see. So you drove to the airport, booked a flight and flew all the way here—” I paused, narrowing my eyes, “—all just to check on us?”“Yeah, exactly,” Roman said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.A small scoff left my lips, followed by a reluctant smile. “That’s… nice, I must say.” I nodded, pressing my lips together. “Guess
~Ruby's POV~Helen sat facing me with her arms crossed, her face giving away nothing. "So, what should we do now?” she asked.I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair. “We’re going to reject the contract.”Helen’s brows shot up. “We are?” she asked in confusion. “But it’s too late for that already. The agreement is practically sealed.”“It’s still my choice,” I said firmly. “I don’t have to go through with it.”Helen shook her head, clearly unimpressed. “Come on, Ruby. I don’t buy this whole rejecting-the-contract thing.”I scoffed. “Can’t you see? He had this all planned, Helen.”Helen gave me a sceptical look. “We can’t be sure of that. And I definitely didn’t know it was his company when I accepted. Think about it—you’re going to lose a lot of clients if you let personal feelings interfere with business. And it’s perfect to get new clients.”I frowned, thinking it over. Helen had a point. My company had built a reputation for professionalism, and backing out now would send
~Ruby's POV~"I'm Sarah Merlin, by the way," she said, her voice smooth and confident.I reached out, and we shook hands. Our handshake lasted a bit longer than usual, and our eyes met in a quiet evaluation. There was something about her—something thoughtful and strategic. A hidden challenge lay behind her practiced smile.Before the tension could stretch any further, Roman coughed, breaking whatever silent battle had started between us. We both released our grip, and Sarah turned back to him with a smile—one far too familiar, far too comfortable.I didn’t miss the way she leaned into him, her body language hinting at something possessive."Roman, you look even better than the last time I saw you," Sarah said, running a manicured finger down his sleeve. "You know, I’ve missed our little late-night talks. You always did have a way of keeping things… interesting."Roman forced a chuckle, shifting slightly away from her. I clenched my fists at my sides, keeping my expression neutral.Th
~Damian’s POV~I held the phone to my ear, feeling frustrated as the dial tone kept ringing. When Ruby finally answered, her voice was calm and neutral."Good evening, Uncle Damien.""Good evening, Ruby," I said without wasting time on pleasantries. "Where are you?"There was a slight pause before she answered."Umm… I'm out of town presently."I clenched my jaw. So it was true."So you really left town without informing me?" My voice was firm, but I kept it measured."Informing you?" she countered, her tone shifting. "I wasn't aware I was supposed to report my whereabouts to you, Uncle Damien."I exhaled sharply. "Hmmmm."I knew how she was. Stubborn, just like her father."Moreover," she continued, "business held me down. I'll return soon, to make sure Aunt Jean's killer is found."Now, that was the part I wanted to hear."That is exactly why I'm calling," I said. "It seems we have a lead."Her voice perked up slightly. "Oh… really? That’s good."I nodded to myself. "We have intel t
~Ruby's POV~“Ruby, it’s not what you think,” Roman said, his voice laced with urgency.I tilted my head, raising a brow as I let out a small, nervous laugh. It wasn’t because I found the situation amusing, but because I needed to mask what I was really feeling—an unfamiliar, unwelcome sting of jealousy.“What I think?” I repeated, shaking my head with a tight-lipped smile. “Believe me, Roman, I’m not thinking anything at all.”He exhaled, running a hand through his hair as if trying to piece together the right words. “Ruby, I—”I cut him off with a casual wave of my hand. “Why should I think anything? You’re free to entertain whoever you like.” I forced a light chuckle, even though my chest felt tight. “Just… forget about it.”“Ruby, but—”“Don’t you have guests to attend to?” I interrupted again, nodding toward a small group of elegantly dressed women who were eyeing him from across the room.Roman barely spared them a glance. “That’s not what I meant, Ruby.”I lifted my glass, my f
~Ruby’s Pov~“Undoubtedly.”We laughed as I put my phone back in my purse and started to head back to the party. Just then, I looked up and saw Sarah heading toward the exit.Her heels made a sharp sound on the marble floor. The red dress fitted her figure perfectly, drawing attention, with a slit along her thigh that moved as she walked. She moved like a performer, aware that everyone was watching her. Even now, she acted as if she had an audience.She stopped a few feet away from me, turning slightly. A slow, honeyed smile curled her lips—practised, polished, and insincere.“I must say, Ruby,” she purred with a sweetness that felt more like poison, “I absolutely adore your work. The costumes, the venue’s design, even the choice of materials—it’s all exquisite. You have quite the talent.”I raised a brow, my expression neutral. “Thank you.”Sarah tilted her head slightly, studying me as if I were a painting she was debating whether or not to purchase. “You know, I have some powerful
~Ruby's POV~Helen and I sat at a small table near the balcony, glasses of wine in hand. The party carried on around us—laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses filled the air—but I barely heard any of it. My mind was elsewhere, stuck in a loop of frustration I couldn’t quite understand.Helen took a slow sip of her drink before turning to me. “Are you okay, Ruby?”I forced a smile, hoping to brush it off. “Yeah… I’m definitely fine, Helen.”She arched a brow. “Come on, Ruby. You know that doesn’t work on me.”I sighed, swirling the wine in my glass. “It’s just… nothing serious.”Helen studied me for a moment. “Is this about Sarah?”I hesitated, then exhaled. “I think so. I know I shouldn’t be bothered, and I have no reason to care, but… I don’t know why I can’t help it.”Helen didn’t say anything at first. Instead, she reached out and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.I looked down at the table, feeling ridiculous. “I sound crazy, don’t I?”Helen shook her head. “No. I to
~Roman's POV~A few minutes ago…I watched as Ruby walked away, the tension in her shoulders obvious even through the graceful sway of her gown. I had noticed her reactions during the conversation—how her polite smile faltered, how her eyes darkened every time Sarah touched me.I knew she hadn’t been enjoying a single second of it.Moments later, Helen excused herself, leaving me alone with Sarah. I turned to face her, my patience wearing thin.“What’s the meaning of all this, Sarah?” I asked, keeping my tone as calm as I could.Sarah raised a brow, feigning innocence. “The meaning of what?”I exhaled sharply. “You’re really going to play innocent now?”“Oh, come on, Roman.” She waved a manicured hand dismissively. “I was just telling the truth.”“The truth you chose to believe,” I countered, stepping closer.Sarah smirked. “You think so?”“I know so. And whatever game you’re playing, it’s obvious you’re trying to get on Ruby’s nerves.”“That’s definitely not what I was trying to do,”
~Ruby's POV~"I'm Sarah Merlin, by the way," she said, her voice smooth and confident.I reached out, and we shook hands. Our handshake lasted a bit longer than usual, and our eyes met in a quiet evaluation. There was something about her—something thoughtful and strategic. A hidden challenge lay behind her practiced smile.Before the tension could stretch any further, Roman coughed, breaking whatever silent battle had started between us. We both released our grip, and Sarah turned back to him with a smile—one far too familiar, far too comfortable.I didn’t miss the way she leaned into him, her body language hinting at something possessive."Roman, you look even better than the last time I saw you," Sarah said, running a manicured finger down his sleeve. "You know, I’ve missed our little late-night talks. You always did have a way of keeping things… interesting."Roman forced a chuckle, shifting slightly away from her. I clenched my fists at my sides, keeping my expression neutral.Th
~Ruby's POV~Helen sat facing me with her arms crossed, her face giving away nothing. "So, what should we do now?” she asked.I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair. “We’re going to reject the contract.”Helen’s brows shot up. “We are?” she asked in confusion. “But it’s too late for that already. The agreement is practically sealed.”“It’s still my choice,” I said firmly. “I don’t have to go through with it.”Helen shook her head, clearly unimpressed. “Come on, Ruby. I don’t buy this whole rejecting-the-contract thing.”I scoffed. “Can’t you see? He had this all planned, Helen.”Helen gave me a sceptical look. “We can’t be sure of that. And I definitely didn’t know it was his company when I accepted. Think about it—you’re going to lose a lot of clients if you let personal feelings interfere with business. And it’s perfect to get new clients.”I frowned, thinking it over. Helen had a point. My company had built a reputation for professionalism, and backing out now would send
~Ruby's POV~“Roman?” I blinked, barely believing he was standing in front of me.“Good morning, Ruby,” he said in a neutral, almost unreadable tone.I glanced back into the house, then stepped outside, pulling the door shut behind me. “What are you doing here?” I asked in a hushed voice.“I just wanted to make sure you and the kids are safe,” Roman said simply.I scoffed, crossing my arms. “Are you our guardian angel now or what? The danger is over there, not here, Roman.”“Maybe,” he admitted, his gaze steady. “But I needed to make sure you weren’t tracked or followed here.”I studied his face, trying to figure out what he wasn’t saying. “Oh, I see. So you drove to the airport, booked a flight and flew all the way here—” I paused, narrowing my eyes, “—all just to check on us?”“Yeah, exactly,” Roman said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.A small scoff left my lips, followed by a reluctant smile. “That’s… nice, I must say.” I nodded, pressing my lips together. “Guess
~Ruby's POV~By morning, I had packed our bags, and before the sun had fully risen, we were already on our way to the airport. Roman had been quiet when we left—he hadn’t argued, hadn’t fought me on it. But I could feel his disapproval like a heavy weight pressing against me.The kids were excited about the trip, chatting nonstop on the plane, but I could tell they were trying to ignore the deeper reason behind our sudden departure.Hours later, we landed in Howling Heights.As we stepped out of the plane, the fresh air hit me like a comforting embrace, carrying the familiar scent of pine and earth. It had been too long since I’d been back.A sleek, black, and unfamiliar car was parked just ahead.“Mum, did you book a cab?” Little Ruby asked, tugging on my sleeve.“Yeah,” I replied, glancing at my phone. “But it’s still two minutes away.”Before I could question anything further, the car door opened, and a tall, blonde-haired man stepped out.For a moment, my breath caught in my thro