The world was exactly as it should be for Alexis Montgomery. At twenty five, she seemed to have it all, an enviable life wrapped in layers of wealth and luxury, one that sparkled with an untouchable gloss of privilege.
Alexis, the only daughter of Henry Montgomery, was born into a legacy of riches and influence. Her father, a magnate in the real estate business, had built an empire that stretched across continents, and with it, a life for Alexis that most could only dream of.
Her days were filled with the ease of someone who had never had to worry about where the next dollar would come from or how she would pay for anything.
The mansion she lived in, nestled in the most exclusive neighborhood of the city, had been her playground since childhood.
The sprawling gardens were perfectly manicured year round, and inside the house, rooms were filled with priceless art and antique furniture from across the globe.
She had grown up surrounded by elegance, crystal chandeliers, velvet curtains, marble floors, and gold accents on every surface.
Her lifestyle reflected her father’s vast wealth.
Alexis wore only designer clothes, her closets overflowing with couture from Paris and Milan.
The luxury car she drove was a sleek, custom made Mercedes, and her weekends were often spent on private yachts or jet setting to exotic destinations.
She had never known anything but the best, and she liked it that way.
Alexis had been groomed to perfection, in every sense of the word. From an early age, she had attended the finest schools, mingling with the children of politicians, business tycoons, and celebrities.
She had learned to walk with poise, to speak with grace, and to carry herself with an air of effortless superiority. It wasn’t arrogance, at least, not in her eyes.
It was simply the way life had always been. The world was her stage, and Alexis Montgomery played her role to perfection.
And at the heart of her seemingly perfect life was her engagement to Ryan Pierce.
Tall, handsome, and charming, Ryan seemed like the ideal match for Alexis.
He came from a respected family, albeit not as wealthy as the Montgomerys, but still affluent enough to run in the same circles.
Their relationship had been the talk of high society since they had first been seen together at a charity gala two years earlier. It wasn’t long before whispers of marriage filled the air, and just six months ago, Ryan had proposed in a grand, public display at the Montgomery family’s summer estate in the Hamptons.
It had been the picture perfect moment, just like everything in Alexis’s life. They had been on the terrace overlooking the ocean at sunset, surrounded by close friends and family. Ryan had dropped to one knee, pulling out a diamond ring so large it had drawn gasps from the crowd.
Alexis had been radiant in her acceptance, and the applause that followed had felt like the applause of the universe, affirming that her life was indeed as perfect as it seemed.
Now, with the wedding date set for six months from today, Alexis’s mind was filled with thoughts of wedding dresses, floral arrangements, and guest lists.
She was already imagining the wedding as the social event of the year, perhaps even the decade.
The venue would be a historic chateau in the French countryside, with guests flying in from all corners of the globe.
The dress?
A custom creation by a world renowned designer, nothing less would do, of course. Everything had to be flawless, just like the rest of her life.
As she sat at the breakfast table, sunlight streaming through the floor to ceiling windows, Alexis flipped through a luxury bridal magazine, casually circling dresses that caught her eye. Across from her, Ryan was reading the business section of the newspaper, his brow furrowed in concentration.
“Darling,” Alexis began, glancing up from the magazine. “What do you think about a string quartet for the ceremony? Or is that too traditional?”
Ryan looked up, a polite smile forming on his face. “A string quartet sounds perfect, Lexi. Whatever makes you happy.”
His words were smooth, his tone reassuring, but Alexis noticed that his attention quickly returned to the newspaper.
It was a small detail, one she didn’t think much of.
Ryan was always busy, he was an investment banker with long hours and important meetings. Still, he had always made time for her, attending the endless social events, charity dinners, and galas that filled their calendar.
He was a doting fiancé, always thoughtful, always the gentleman.
For Alexis, their life together was something straight out of a fairy tale.
Every now and then, she’d hear faint murmurs from friends about how Ryan wasn’t quite as affectionate as he used to be, or that he seemed distracted at parties. But Alexis brushed off such comments, dismissing them as jealousy or idle gossip.
After all, who wouldn’t be envious of her life?
She had everything, a fiancé who was handsome, successful, and charming, a life of luxury, and a future that promised even more.
As the morning slipped into afternoon, Alexis had a lunch appointment with Sophia, her best friend since childhood.
They met at their favorite upscale café, where the staff knew them by name and the patrons were all equally wealthy and well connected.
Sophia greeted Alexis with a warm hug, her designer bag swinging casually from her arm. “You’re glowing, darling!” she exclaimed, sliding into the plush chair across from her.
Alexis smiled, her hand instinctively reaching up to touch the diamond on her finger. “I think it’s just the excitement of the wedding. There’s so much to do, but it’s all coming together beautifully.”
Sophia leaned forward, her eyes glimmering with excitement. “I can’t wait for the big day. You’re going to be the most beautiful bride.”
Their conversation flowed easily, as it always did, touching on wedding plans, fashion, and the latest gossip.
Alexis felt comfortable in this world of wealth and ease. It was familiar, safe, and reassuring.
The idea that anything could disrupt her perfect life seemed laughable, a distant impossibility. Yet, despite all the luxury and the carefully constructed image of perfection, there were small cracks beneath the surface, cracks that Alexis was too distracted to notice.
Ryan’s frequent absences, his vague excuses about late meetings, and the way his eyes sometimes seemed distant, even when he was with her, none of it registered in her mind as anything more than the normal stresses of life.
She had never known hardship, never had reason to doubt the stability of her world. But even the most beautiful facades can crumble, and Alexis was about to learn just how fragile her perfect life really was.
The engagement ring on her finger sparkled in the afternoon sun, a symbol of the life she believed was hers for the taking.
Ryan sat on the edge of the hotel bed, his shirt still half buttoned as he absentmindedly checked his phone.The wedding was in just a few months, and preparations were well underway.Alexis had been sending him endless texts about the caterer, the flowers, and the seating arrangements. But all of it felt like a burden now. He glanced at the woman lying next to him, Sophia, her body draped lazily in the hotel sheets, her eyes watching him with a knowing look.Sophia had been Alexis’s best friend for years, but their affair had started a few months ago, right under Alexis’s nose. It was intoxicating, thrilling in a way his relationship with Alexis never had been.While Alexis was focused on planning the perfect wedding, Ryan had been consumed by the forbidden, the secret moments he stole with Sophia when no one was watching.“This whole wedding thing is a joke,” Ryan muttered, tossing his phone onto the bed. “She’s got everything planned down to the last detail, but it’s not real. Not
The city lights blurred into a hazy glow through the rain soaked taxi window as Alexis sat frozen, her hands trembling on her lap.Her heart pounded so loudly in her chest that she thought it might drown out the sound of her own thoughts.The message replayed in her mind over and over again: "If you want to know the truth about Ryan, come to the Bellaire Hotel. Room 407."The Bellaire Hotel.Her special place with Ryan.A place filled with memories of laughter, whispered promises, and love, or at least what she thought had been love.How could this be happening?It couldn’t be real.She clung to the hope that it was some cruel joke, a mistake, anything but the truth. But the sinking feeling in her stomach only deepened as the taxi neared the hotel.The air inside the cab was stifling, the sound of rain tapping against the windows doing nothing to calm her nerves.Every rational part of her brain told her to stop, to turn around and go home, to pretend she hadn’t seen the message. Yet,
The chill of the hotel stairwell seeped into Alexis’s skin as she lay on the cold floor, her arms wrapped tightly around herself.Her sobs had quieted to shallow gasps, leaving her drained and hollow. For the first time in her life, she felt utterly untethered, like a ship lost at sea with no beacon to guide her back to shore. She barely registered the sound of footsteps approaching.At first, she thought they might belong to Ryan or Sophia, coming to twist the knife even deeper. But when a warm, gentle voice broke through her haze, she looked up, startled. “Alexis?” It was a man, tall and dressed in a dark jacket, his face shadowed by the dim lighting of the stairwell.He crouched in front of her, concern etched into his features. She blinked, trying to place him, but her mind was too foggy, her emotions too raw. “Who...?” “I’m Julian,” he said softly, his tone steady but laced with care. “I sent the message. I couldn’t just leave you to find out like that and not be here a
“You think I’m pathetic, don’t you?” she whispered, her voice thick with alcohol and emotion. “I am. Look at me, crying over a man who never cared, who never even loved me.” “Alexis...” Julian began, his voice low and cautious. She didn’t let him finish.Her hands slid up his chest, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his jaw. “Maybe I just need to forget,” she murmured, her breath warm and laced with whiskey. “Just for a little while.” Julian gently but firmly grasped her shoulders, creating space between them. “No,” he said softly but firmly.Alexis frowned, her expression hurt and confused. “Why not? Am I not good enough for you either?” “It’s not that,” Julian said, his tone patient but unyielding. “You’re hurting, Alexis. You’re not thinking clearly. And I’m not going to take advantage of that.” Her face crumpled, the walls she’d built all evening finally caving in.She stumbled back, her knees giving out as she sank onto the edge of the sofa. “God,” she whispe
Julian pulled back slightly, the heat between them lingering like an unspoken promise.He let out a soft chuckle, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed face. “If we keep this up, you’ll miss your grand escape entirely.”Alexis laughed nervously, her fingers still gripping his shirt. “Grand escape? More like an awkward stumble out the door.”Julian smirked, his hands still resting lightly on her waist. “Well, consider yourself caught. What do you propose we do now?”She hesitated, her pulse racing as reality began to seep back into the moment. “Honestly? I have no idea.”Julian’s gaze softened. “We don’t have to rush into anything, Alexis. If you’re not ready, we can wait.”The unexpected sincerity in his voice caught her off guard.She tilted her head, studying him. “Wait, are you saying... like a sex booking for later or something?”His laughter was deep and genuine, and it warmed her in ways she hadn’t anticipated. “If that’s how you want to phrase it, sure. Pencil me in.”
“Don’t tell him to stay out of it,” Alexis shot back. “You lost the right to dictate anything about my life the moment you decided to crawl into bed with my best friend. Or do you need me to spell that out for you?”Sophia finally stepped forward, her voice meek. “Alexis, please, this isn’t the place...”“Don’t you dare,” Alexis cut her off, her eyes blazing as she turned on Sophia. “You don’t get to play the peacemaker now. You’re as much to blame as he is.”Sophia shrank back, her lips trembling as tears welled in her eyes.Ryan looked between them, his frustration mounting. “Alexis, you’re making a scene. Let’s talk about this somewhere private...”“Oh, now you care about privacy?” Alexis said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That’s rich coming from the man who just waltzed out of the hotel with his mistress like it’s a walk in the park.”Ryan opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Julian’s phone buzzed in his pocket.He fished it out, glancing at the screen, and his e
When Alexis stepped through the front door, she was greeted by the warm glow of the foyer chandelier and the faint aroma of lavender from the diffusers her mother adored.Despite the familiar comforts of home, her heart was heavy, and her mind raced with thoughts of Julian, Ryan, and everything that had unfolded.Before she could slip quietly upstairs, her mother’s voice called out from the living room.“Alexis? Is that you?”She froze mid step, closing her eyes briefly before turning toward the source of the voice. “Yes, Mom. I’m home.”Her mother, a poised woman with an impeccable sense of style, emerged from the living room, her silk blouse as unwrinkled as her calm exterior. But the look in her eyes betrayed her concern.“Where have you been?” her mother asked, her tone sharp but laced with worry. “You left the charity event early, and no one could reach you. I called at least ten times.”Alexis sighed, setting her clutch down on the console table by the stairs. “I just needed som
Upstairs, the walls of Alexis Montgomery’s room seemed to close in on her as she collapsed onto the plush bed.The tears that fell now weren’t of regret or heartbreak. They were rooted in a deeper, more bitter emotion.Shame.Her sobs came harder as she clutched the satin pillow, her face buried in its cool surface.She had been so blind, so naive, letting herself believe in a love that was only an illusion.She had been Harrison Montgomery’s daughter her entire life, protected, adored, cherished.How could she have let someone like Ryan deceive her so completely?The betrayal from Ryan stung, but even more unbearable was the realization that she had ignored all the signs.His late night meetings, the subtle changes in his demeanor, and even the gut feeling she had suppressed to maintain the facade of perfection.It wasn’t just that Ryan had lied, it was that she had allowed herself to live in denial, trusting when she should have questioned, loving when she should have doubted.“I wa
Julian didn’t respond immediately.Her words lingered in the air, challenging him in a way he hadn’t expected.Was he putting Alexis first?Or was he still driven by the ghosts of his past?For now, he pushed those thoughts aside. Protecting Alexis was his priority, everything else could wait.Evelyn rose from her chair, smoothing her skirt. "I’ll hold you to your word, Julian," she said, her tone formal but not unkind.He stood as well, offering a small nod. "You have my word."As he left the Montgomery residence, Julian felt a strange mix of emotions.Evelyn’s cautious approval was unexpected, but it only reinforced the weight of his responsibility. He couldn’t afford to falter, not now, not ever.Driving away, his mind was already racing with thoughts of his next move.Sophia and Ryan had crossed a line, and if protecting Alexis meant confronting his own conflicted feelings, then so be it.His focus was clear, uncover the truth, protect his wife, and ensure no one, especially the M
“Julian,” she finally said, her voice trembling slightly.He crossed the room in a few strides, pulling a chair close to sit in front of her. “I'm here.”Alexis looked down at her hands, her fingers twisting together nervously. “I didn’t push her, Julian. I swear I didn’t. She tripped, and I tried to catch her, but...” Her voice broke, and she shook her head. “It doesn’t matter what I say. No one’s going to believe me.”Julian reached out, taking her hands in his. “It matters to me,” he said firmly. “And I believe you.”Tears welled in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them away. “It’s a circus out there. Reporters are camped outside the gates, and social media is tearing me apart. My father is furious, my mother is worried, and I don’t know what to do.”“You’re not alone in this, Alexis,” Julian said, his tone gentle but resolute. “We’ll figure it out. I’ll make sure the truth comes out.”Alexis pulled her hands away, standing abruptly and walking to the other side of the room. “What
The hotel lobby had been bustling with late night travelers, but she had barely noticed them, her vision blurred by tears of anger and humiliation.Her feet had carried her to a nearby bar, one she had frequented before with her friends. The music had been loud, the lights dim, and the crowd rowdy. It was the perfect place to drown her frustration.That night, she hadn’t been alone for long. Two of her male friends, Lila and Ethan, had been there, already a few drinks in. They had waved her over, their faces lighting up when they saw her.“Sophia!” Lila had exclaimed, sliding a drink her way. “What’s a queen like you doing here alone?”She had smiled weakly, taking the drink and downing it in one go. “Just needed to get out. Ryan’s being... Ryan.”Lila and Ethan had exchanged knowing looks. They had never liked Ryan, always quick to point out his flaws whenever Sophia vented about him.“You deserve better,” Ethan had said, his tone serious despite the playful smirk on his lips. “Why d
The doctor looked between the two of them and then spoke calmly but firmly. “Miss Sophia, you’re pregnant. About eight weeks along, based on the results of your blood work.”The room fell silent, the words hanging heavily in the air. Sophia’s eyes widened in shock, her lips parting as if to say something, but no sound came out.Ryan’s expression shifted from confusion to disbelief. “Pregnant?” he echoed, his voice low and strained.Sophia finally managed to find her voice, though it was barely above a whisper. “That’s... that’s impossible. I mean... I...”The doctor raised a hand gently. “I understand this might be unexpected, but I recommend you start prenatal care as soon as possible. Rest is crucial, especially after today’s incident. I’ll give you some referrals for an OB GYN to follow up with.”He placed a pamphlet on the bedside table and left the room, leaving Ryan and Sophia to process the bombshell in stunned silence.Ryan ran a hand through his hair, pacing again. “Pregnant,
One thing was clear, Julian couldn’t let this slide.His mother and Ryan had crossed a line, and he wouldn’t stand by and let them hurt Alexis any further.The cafeteria buzzed with quiet conversations as Alexis sat at a corner table, her hands gripping the edge of her coffee cup.She had chosen the place carefully, a quaint café tucked away from the busy streets, offering a semblance of privacy.Her heart pounded as she waited for Sophia, the weight of the earlier meeting and the mounting suspicions gnawing at her.The bell above the door jingled, and Alexis looked up to see Sophia entering. Her expression was guarded, and her heels clicked sharply against the floor as she approached the table.“You wanted to meet?” Sophia said curtly, sliding into the chair opposite Alexis.Alexis didn’t waste time with pleasantries. “Thank you for coming. I wanted to talk about the logs.”Sophia arched a brow, her lips pressing into a thin line. “I already told you, I didn’t do anything. If this is
Alexis gestured for Ethan to sit, her focus sharpening.Ethan placed his laptop on the desk and opened a detailed report. “We’ve been combing through the access logs for the design server. So far, there’s no evidence of an external breach, which strongly suggests this was an internal issue.”Alexis frowned, leaning over the screen. “So, someone from the company leaked the manuscript?”Ethan nodded grimly. “It’s looking that way. Only a select group had access to this particular design file, yourself, the head designers, and a few key members of the marketing team. We’ve narrowed down the list of activity during the suspected timeframe.”He tapped a few keys, bringing up a chart. “Here are the access records from the last 48 hours. You’ll see that most logins were routine, except for one unusual activity early yesterday morning.”Alexis’s eyes scanned the chart, her pulse quickening when she noticed the flagged entry. “Whose login is this?”Ethan hesitated before replying. “Sophia’s.”
Outside the conference room, the office buzzed with activity as teams scrambled to address the crisis.Alexis pulled out her phone and hesitated for a moment before texting Julian, “Things are worse than I thought. It’s going to take a while. I’ll keep you updated.”Sliding the phone back into her pocket, she took a deep breath and strode toward the IT department, ready to face the storm head on.Alexis spotted Sophia lingering near the hallway that led to the design department.Her polished appearance, perfectly styled hair and her sharp red blazer, was as impeccable as always, but there was something about her posture that felt uneasy.Taking a deep breath, Alexis decided now was as good a time as any to address the elephant in the room.“Sophia,” Alexis called out, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor as she approached.Sophia turned, her expression guarded but polite. “Yes?”Alexis motioned toward a quieter corner, away from the prying eyes of other employees around.
While waiting for Victoria’s update, Julian moved to the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee, his mind replaying the events that had led him to this moment.Back then, his hatred for the Montgomerys had consumed him. Harrison Montgomery’s ruthless business tactics had driven the Devereux family company to the brink of bankruptcy. It was his mother’s connections that had saved them, but the scars of that time had never truly healed.Julian had vowed to make the Montgomerys pay, and Alexis had seemed like the perfect entry point.But now, as he stood in his kitchen sipping coffee, Julian felt a pang of guilt.Somewhere along the way, the line between vengeance and something deeper had blurred. He didn’t just enjoy Alexis’s company, he needed it.His phone buzzed, snapping him out of his thoughts. It was Victoria.“Sir, there’s a situation at the Montgomery Group. It appears a confidential design manuscript for their upcoming collection has been leaked online. It’s causing quite a st
That day had been the turning point.Seeing Alexis in person had reignited his resolve for vengeance. But this time, he didn’t just want to destroy the Montgomery name, he wanted to unravel them from the inside.He had his men begin keeping tabs on Alexis, tracking her every move.It wasn’t difficult, her socialite status meant she was often in the public eye.Photos from charity galas, business events, and vacations poured in. But the more he watched, the more he realized that Alexis wasn’t quite what he expected.She wasn’t just a pampered heiress living off her father’s fortune. She was hardworking, driven, and surprisingly kind to those around her. It was… disarming.Still, he reminded himself that this was all part of the plan.She was just a means to an end.When news of Ryan Pierce’s affair with Sophia reached him, Julian saw his opportunity. It was all too easy to have the evidence sent anonymously to Alexis.He remembered how calculated and cold he had been in those moments,