~Ruby's POV~As I left the house, I couldn't shake the weight of what had just happened. We had taken a huge risk sneaking into Uncle Damien’s office, and the reality of how badly things could have gone was starting to settle in. If we had been caught, I wouldn’t even be on my way home right now—I’d probably still be trying to talk my way out of trouble.But something else tugged at my thoughts, something I hadn’t questioned in the moment.Esperanza.The way she had navigated through Damien’s laptop. Had she done this before?Was she hiding something too?The thought gnawed at me. If she knew more than she was letting on, was she afraid to tell me? Or was she just keeping secrets the way I had been?I sighed, rubbing my temple as the cab rolled down the streets toward my house.Should I ask her? Or should I just keep quiet and observe for now?Guess I'm just overthinking. I concluded.Before I could decide, my phone rang.I looked down at the screen—Unknown Caller.My first instinct
"And the award for Best Fashion Designer goes to... Ruby Blackwood!"My heart stopped. I heard the applause, but it was distant, muted, as if I had momentarily detached from the present. Me? Ruby Blackwood, Best Designer of the Year? It felt surreal.I stared at the stage in disbelief. The host smiled brightly, waiting for me to claim the award. The room, full of clapping and cheering people, seemed to blur as I tried to process what was happening.Suddenly, a small hand tugged at mine, snapping me back to reality."Mummy!" Rhett’s excited voice pulled me back to the present as he grinned up at me, pointing toward the stage. "Aren’t you going? They’re waiting!"I blinked, my pulse quickening. "Oh my God," I whispered under my breath, shaking off the daze. How could I forget? I had won! I had won.With shaky hands, I stood up from my seat, smoothing down the fabric of my black gown as I tried to compose myself. I could feel the eyes of the entire room on me, but amidst the sea of fa
If you're wondering how it all led to this moment, where Roman is staring at the twins with wide eyes and confusion, it’s time to revisit the past. The story that began not with love, but with a fateful marriage of convenience, where neither Roman nor I could have foreseen what would come next.SEVEN YEARS AGO"Do you, Ruby Blackwood, take Alpha Roman Wilder D’Angelo as your loving husband...?" The priest's voice echoed in my ears.My heart skipped a beat as he read out the vows, each word drawing me deeper into a reality I had not chosen.How did I end up in this situation? Marrying someone I'm meeting for the first time today, a man I know only by reputation—powerful, ruthless, and feared by all.The truth stung even more because it should have been my cousin, Esperanxa, standing here today, not me.She was meant to be the one sacrificed as a bride to secure my uncle's alliance with the D’Angelo pack."Ruby?" The mention of my name snapped me back to the present. The faces around me
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. My throat felt tight, and my brain scrambled to make sense of the chaos spinning inside me. The dull pounding in my head grew louder, syncing with the frantic beat of my heart.How did this happen? The last thing I remembered clearly was his lips on mine, and then—my gaze drifted down to where the sheets barely covered Roman's body.Oh God. What had we done?"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" Roman repeated sharply as he pushed himself up. His emerald eyes were no longer hazy with alcohol but hardened with confusion—and maybe regret."I—I don't know," I stammered, instinctively pulling the sheets up to cover myself. Heat flooded my cheeks as flashes of last night hit me like a freight train. The kiss, the roughness of his touch, the hardness of his member in me, the feverish way we collided into each other, desperately seeking something neither of us could define. And now this—the cold, harsh reality of daylight exposing everythin
The cab's tires crunched on the gravel as it pulled up outside the mansion. My mansion—or at least, it had been. Now it stood like a mausoleum of my father’s legacy, taken over by a man who had no right to the empire my father built.I fumbled with the money and paid the driver, my fingers still trembling from the shock of Roman’s rejection. My entire world had collapsed in the space of a few hours, and now I had nowhere to go but back to the house I once called home. As I handed the driver the cash, I caught my reflection in the window. I looked like a complete stranger with my pale, drawn face. My long black hair, which is usually neatly combed, was tangled, and my eyes were red and puffy from holding back tears."Thanks," I muttered as I climbed out, my legs still unsteady. The driver gave a curt nod, and as the cab pulled away, I stood frozen, staring at the mansion. The last time I was here, I had been forced into a marriage I didn’t want, but now... what was I? A castaway. U
“Ruby… why do they look like me?”The question hit me like a punch to the gut. I felt the blood drain from my face as I looked up to meet Roman’s gaze, his dark eyes filled with confusion—and something else I couldn’t quite place. For a moment, I was frozen. I couldn’t find the words, couldn’t even think of how to respond. But I had no intention of answering that question here, not in front of my children.I stood up, holding Rhett and Ruby’s hands tightly, pulling them closer to me. “Come on, Rhett. Come on, Ruby. We’re leaving.” My voice was steady, though my heart was racing.“Wait… Ruby,” Roman said, taking a step toward us, his voice more urgent now. “You haven’t answered my question.”I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. My children were my priority—always. I tightened my grip on their hands and continued walking toward the exit. “Hey!” Roman’s voice grew louder, frustration creeping into his tone. I felt his hand wrap around my arm, pulling me to a stop. “Ruby, I’m talking to you.”I
ROMAN'S POV“Ruby, hold on. Don’t go yet. Don’t we need to… like… talk?” I asked, hoping she would agree.Instead, she shook her head, trying to free herself from my grip. “I don’t think we have much to say. I would have said it was nice seeing you after all these years, but your presence just made things more complicated. Saying those words, I felt the same way I had felt over 7 years ago. As soon as she said those words, she turned to her children. “Come on, my loves. Let’s go home.”As they turned away, her soft voice echoed amidst the chaos of my heart. I stood frozen, watching her disappear with children clasped tightly in her hands. I stood rooted to the spot, the initial intention of heading to the restroom long forgotten. Now, all I could think of was her, of going after her, and not letting this opportunity slip through my fingers once again. Memories of that one day we spent flooded my mind.The day I hurt her, the way it all went down seven years ago. She stood there,
RUBY’S POV"Bye mom," Ruby and Rhett both waved as I helped them out of the car, their small hands clutching their lunchbox tightly."Alright, Munchies, I'll come pick you up after school," I waved back with a warm smile.Ruby quickly looked around before turning to face me, her cheeks pink with embarrassment. "Mummy, don't call me that," she whispered as she casted a wary glance over her shoulder.Rhett, catching on, let out a soft chuckle. "Alvin might hear you, and he'll tease her about it.” Turning to his sister, he switched to a mocking tone, which I guess was to mimic Alvin. “Hey Munchie.”I couldn’t hold back the laugh. "The boy you like in your class?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "Won't you like to introduce me to him?"
~Ruby's POV~As I left the house, I couldn't shake the weight of what had just happened. We had taken a huge risk sneaking into Uncle Damien’s office, and the reality of how badly things could have gone was starting to settle in. If we had been caught, I wouldn’t even be on my way home right now—I’d probably still be trying to talk my way out of trouble.But something else tugged at my thoughts, something I hadn’t questioned in the moment.Esperanza.The way she had navigated through Damien’s laptop. Had she done this before?Was she hiding something too?The thought gnawed at me. If she knew more than she was letting on, was she afraid to tell me? Or was she just keeping secrets the way I had been?I sighed, rubbing my temple as the cab rolled down the streets toward my house.Should I ask her? Or should I just keep quiet and observe for now?Guess I'm just overthinking. I concluded.Before I could decide, my phone rang.I looked down at the screen—Unknown Caller.My first instinct
~Ruby’s POV~Dane looked at the three of us with a sharp gaze, his arms crossed over his chest. He seemed both confused and suspicious."What are you doing here?" His tone was serious as he demanded an answer.Esperanza, always the quick thinker, spoke first. "Umm… nothing, actually."Keely caught on fast. "Told you Dad wasn’t here, but you insisted," she said, shaking her head as if I had dragged them here.Ruby and Keely exchanged a quick glance, realizing what Esperanza was trying to do."Yeah… thought you’d lie about it again," Keely added, her tone laced with accusation."Just like you did last time," I threw in for good measure.Dane’s brows furrowed as he focused on me, finally recognizing who I was. "Ruby?"I forced a small smile and nodded.Dane shook his head, still trying to piece things together. "I'm sorry—what exactly is going on here?"Esperanza exhaled dramatically. "Oh, Ruby thought I was lying about Dad not being home, so I came to show her myself." She even added a
~Ruby's POV~“So, we’re really breaking into Uncle Damien’s office?” Keely whispered, her voice laced with disbelief."Yep... definitely," Esperanza said, way too confident for my liking. "I mean, we’re not breaking in breaking in." She added with a casual wave of her hand."Oh, you mean sneaking in," Keely said, raising a brow."Yes, yes! Exactly." Esperanza snapped her fingers.I folded my arms. "And how exactly do we plan on doing that?"Esperanza shrugged. "We just walk in."I blinked at her. "Walk in? Esperanza, that room is practically a fortress."Keely and Esperanza exchanged confused looks."I mean guards, security measures, the whole you’re-not-welcome-here vibe," I clarified.Esperanza scoffed. "Oh, that? That was in the past. Not anymore.""Seriously? Like, no security at all?" I asked, raising a skeptical brow."Nope. Let’s just say a very strict example was made out of the last person who messed up," Esperanza said.Keely nodded. "And now? No one dares to even think abou
~Ruby's POV~"We found out why he’s cutting ties with the other packs. And trust me, Ruby… it’s worse than we thought.”Esperanza moved toward the window, peeking through the curtains. Her fingers twitched as she adjusted them slightly. “Isaac is gone,” she murmured before letting the fabric fall back into place.I barely registered her words. My mind was still struggling to process what Keely had just said."So we found out that some other council members knew about Mom’s death," Keely continued, lowering herself onto the edge of the bed.I blinked, trying to feign surprise, but I couldn’t quite find the words to respond. My mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.Esperanza nodded knowingly. “Yeah, same reaction I had when I found out.”I swallowed hard. "Do you mean they knew as in, just like we do? Or were they involved?"Keely exhaled. "I won’t say they were directly involved, but they saw it coming. And they didn’t say a word.”Esperanza crossed her arms. “Not even to Dad.”
~RUBY’S POV~“AHHHH!”“AHHHHHH!!”“AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”I swear my soul left my body for a second. My heart was racing, my hands clutching my chest as I stared wide-eyed at Keely.“What the hell?!” I shrieked, trying to catch my breath.Keely looked just as startled. “What the hell?! What are you two doing here?”Esperanza gaped at her. “What are we doing here? Keely, we live here!”I was still bent over with my hands on my knees as I gasped, “I think I just lost a year off my life.”Esperanza groaned, rubbing her temple. “Okay, seriously, what are you doing sneaking around like this?”Keely straightened, still looking flustered. “I—I thought you were an intruder!”Esperanza blinked. “An intruder? In my own house?”She hesitated before muttering, “Technically, yeah.”I squinted at her, just now noticing the state she was in—her hair a complete mess, her shirt haphazardly buttoned, and she was barefoot.And then it hit me.Esperanza noticed it too.She gasped dramatically, her eyes widening
I raised an eyebrow, confused. "What are you doing?""This," he replied simply, before hoisting me over his shoulder."Isaac!" I squealed, caught off guard by the sudden action.He chuckled, patting my ass. "Quiet, love."And then, before I could even comprehend what was happening, he strode across the room, tossed me on the bed, and crawled on top of me.I laughed, reaching up to stroke his cheek. "That was pretty smooth, Isaac.""Why, thank you," he said, grinning.Then he kissed me again.His lips were fire against mine, his body warm and solid above me. His hands roamed my body, touching, teasing, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.I moaned, arching into him, begging for more."Patience," he murmured, his lips curling in a smirk as he entered me, his gaze locked on mine.The feeling was exquisite, but still not enough as only the cap of his member was inside of me."Harder," I moaned.He grunted and thrust hard, fully sheathing himself within me."You're so fucking wet," h
"Shut up and kiss me, Isaac."His answering smirk was brief before his lips captured mine again.This time, it was different—there was a hunger to it, an urgency, like he needed me to breathe.Our hands moved faster, our kisses became more heated, until all we could feel was each other.His skin against mine, his heart beating in time with mine.He pulled back, panting, his dark eyes searching mine before going down to stare at my breast."You're so fucking beautiful, Keely," he whispered, almost like a prayer.I flushed, the words washing over me, warming me to my core.Then his mouth was on me again, trailing a path down the curve of my neck, the dip of my collarbone, the swell of my breast.His lips closed around one nipple, sucking gently, eliciting a gasp from me. His hand moved up to palm the other, thumb brushing against the sensitive skin, teasing, taunting.I moaned softly, arching into him, desperate for more."Isaac, please," I breathed."So impatient," he murmured, his eye
Keely’s POVAbout an hour ago…Esperanza shot me one last mischievous grin as she stepped outside. “Have fun doing absolutely nothing while I’m gone.”I rolled my eyes. “Just leave already.”She laughed, throwing up a wave before disappearing through the front doors.The estate was finally quiet again.I exhaled, stretching my arms above my head, already planning how I was going to sneak off to see Isaac when my phone vibrated in my pocket.I pulled it out and frowned at the screen.Dad.I quickly answered. “Hey, Dad.”“Keely,” my father’s deep voice came through the line. “I’m heading out with Damien.”I straightened. “Oh? Where to?”“Business,” he said simply, his tone giving nothing away.I frowned. “Business? What kind of business?”There was a pause before he responded, “Nothing you need to worry about.”That only made my curiosity spike. “Alright, so when will you be back?”“No idea.”I bit my lip, suppressing a sigh. Of course. That was always the answer.Instead of pushing fur
~Ruby's POV~The restaurant had settled into a quieter rhythm as the lunch rush died down. Just as I was considering how soon I could escape this awkward gathering, Esperanza’s phone buzzed on the table. She glanced at the screen, frowning slightly before picking up the call.“Hello, am I speaking with Esperanza Blackwood?” a voice asked from the other end.Esperanza leaned back in her chair, rolling her eyes playfully. “Yeah… depends on who’s asking.”There was a brief pause before the woman replied, “The lady from the store. Just wanted to inform you that your package is here.”Esperanza let out a breath. “Okay… alright. Be right there.”She ended the call and turned to us, already rising to her feet. “Now, of all times. Let me just quickly get it.”Then, as if realising something, she glanced between me and Roman. “Umm… will you two still be here?”Absolutely not.I didn’t even hesitate. “We were just about to leave,” I said quickly, eager to put some distance between myself and t