"Momma, come give me a hug," my four-year-old son, Harry, chided, pulling me close for an embrace.My face lit up with a smile as I stared at the mini version of my rivalry; he had every feature of him—his eyes, his hair color. Mine was red, which I'd dyed black now. And his was jet black, just like his father. Nature really cheated me. I was the one who had all the fuss in carrying him, and yet he didn’t get to have any of my features. That’s cool, isn’t it?“You’re such a big baby,” I cooed, pulling his soft little body into mine. He was my home, my solace. And a reminder of the position I once held.I ruffled his hair. “Harry, Momma has to get to work, okay? Nana will drop you at school,” I smiled at him, referring to my grandmother, who always liked accompanying him to school even though we had a nanny and a driver. She was just the coolest.Harry's face pulled into a frown. I knew what was coming next; this little lad had always insisted I pick him up after school.“How about a c
ADRIAN"You know, for someone who swore on the moon goddess' name, you didn't look as upset as you claimed," Reynold's voice cut through sharply as soon as we stepped out of Hunter Enterprises.I shot him a stern look, and he immediately made a gesture indicating he would keep his mouth shut.Sophia Crane. The name rang a bell. I had expected her to be annoyingly obnoxious, and I was ready to voice my objections during the meeting, perhaps even call off the collaboration to preserve our pride. But then, it didn’t go as I had assumed.She was so different. Her eye color, her hair dyed black, but then her nose... it all pointed to one person—Violet, my ex-wife.She reminded me of Violet. And for a moment, Ares seemed pleased. I could feel it too. The spark, the way she arched her brow, her smile... everything. Aside from the fact that she looked so serious.The look of exasperation on her face—something didn’t sit right. There was something amiss, and I could sense it strongly. Even Are
EMILYI may not be the Luna they want me to be, but as a top model, getting an endorsement deal with Saint Management was all I needed to keep my career alive. I mean, that's a long dream come true.The last few weeks have been busy—attending their official interview and then passing it. Today was meant to mark a new beginning with them. I couldn't wait to tell Adrian about this. He would be thrilled, even though he hates me now. But I did what I did to keep my man. He was mine from the start, before Violet stole him from me.Though I didn’t mean for her to die or to go through whatever she went through, I just couldn’t stand my best friend stealing my man in just a flash. She hurt me first by marrying Adrian even though she knew we were in love. Yes, I knew he was her mate, but she knew about how crazily in love I was with Adrian, and yet she went ahead to marry him.I was hurt and betrayed. For years, it had always been just the two of us against the world. I had no relatives, and e
AdrianThere was something inside me that kept making me smile, but I couldn't tell what it was. It felt like I'd found inner peace. Even Ares was calm."Alpha!" Reynold's annoying scream pierced through my ears. I paused eating and drank the water next to my plate."What is it, Reynold?" I gave him a questioning look, wondering why he had screamed my name out of the blue."Do you realize I've been calling your name for the umpteenth time?" He looked at me bewildered, as if something was wrong. I had been lost in my thoughts and didn't realize."You're so different since you met Sophia Crane. I really can't tell what spell she put you under. You've been acting strange," Reynold voiced out. He was always the least afraid of me, calling a spade a spade."What do you mean?" I scowled at him, my heart giving a funny leap at the mention of her name. I wouldn't lie, the effect she had on me might be true."Oh, come on! Don't deny it. You've been smiling, and you finished your entire meal. T
ADRIAN"So, it's no longer flowers? It's a date now?" Reynold narrowed his eyes at me, referring to the dinner I was going to have with Sophia Crane.I gave him a stern look. He was such a pest. "Look, it's just business. It's nothing serious," I replied, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I wasn't looking all that bad in an all-black outfit."At this point, I'm wondering if you have feelings for me. You should invest your time looking for your mate," I teased him, though I knew he was watching out for Violet.He chuckled lightly as he stood to his feet. "Even if I were gay, you'd be the last person I'd be checking out." His response got me."I'll assume you're driving there alone. I've got work to do," Reynold said, walking to the door and shutting it behind him.I grabbed the car keys, and within minutes, I was driving on the highway.Heartbeats later, I arrived at Neon Lotus. Memories flooded back, and I could only think of Violet and our last date here.Spotting Sophia Crane
Emily's POVHave you ever felt like an arrow is stabbed through your chest? That's how I feel right now, staring at the scandal on my phone."Screw her!" My jaws clenched as my eyes fell on the caption above "Sophia Crane and Adrian Wolfe..." I could feel my face slowly scrunch up as it colored. Without bothering to read further, the position they were in was annoying enough."Damn!" I spat as I stared daggers at Adrian's smiling face in the picture. He was dressed in his dark tux, his arms encircling the waist of a model-looking lady. Of course, that was Sophia Crane. The pain I was feeling was nothing compared to my actions. I didn't sidetrack my best friend to have another bitchy lady steal my man.I hissed as my eyes darted toward the lady. Peering closely, her face looked oddly familiar. There was something peculiar about the way the tip of her nose was slightly upturned and her smile—it was wide and bright. It seemed so strange yet familiar.That was the least of my problems. M
Emily's POVAfter working my way for several years into Adrian's life, the last thing I wanted was for a random woman to step in at the slightest crack, and this Sophia Crane lady seemed to have a good time playing that game. Now it all made sense; I could easily tell her motive now. It was easy—she wanted Adrian, and then she backed me off from the modeling contract. Devilish was not a word I could use to compare. It was tit for tat.My fingers tapped restlessly against the steering wheel while I watched the whole scene play out in my head. Glancing at my watch, I rolled my eyes. Why did time feel so slow?A black Bentley pulled up in front of the hotel, and that was my cue to act. Unfastening my seatbelt, I set up and waited for my prey to appear."Perfect," I sighed out as soon as I spotted Sophia Crane. My lips fell into a big pout while I watched her smile at the press, her well-manicured hands waving enthusiastically as she grinned."We'll see how long that smile lasts," I scoff
Violet's POVThe feeling you get when an old wound is uncovered was almost similar to what I was feeling, but the difference was that it was intense. Old feelings awakened, tearing me beyond repair. The sight of her made me recall ugly scenes from the past.Glaring at her, she wasn't any different from the last time I left her—still the desperate bitch that she was.After a day of answering questions from critical journalists, bright flashes from the cameras, nodding at speeches that were becoming monotonous, and pulling off the "confident businesswoman" facade, I still couldn't forget Emily's face. I hadn't seen it in a while, and I was shocked at the level of despise I held against her.Pushing away my plate, I reached for a glass of water and gulped the contents as if it would wash away the day's scenario. But it didn't. Taking a second bite of steak, I dropped my fork; my food now tasted bland.My face formed into a deep frown while my brain replayed the day's drama. I had to admi