Julian paced the office, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. His mother, Ryan, Sophia, they had all played a part in this mess. But Alexis was the one paying the price."Julian," Victoria said, her voice softer now. "If I may, are you sure this is just about protecting Alexis? Or is there more to it than that?"Julian paused, turning to face her.For a moment, he said nothing, his expression unreadable. Then, he sighed. "I don’t know," he admitted. "It started as a game. A way to settle old scores. But somewhere along the way, it became more. She became more."Victoria studied him for a moment before nodding. "Then you know what you need to do."Julian didn’t reply. Instead, he picked up his phone and dialed a number, his jaw set with determination.Meanwhile, at Montgomery Group, Alexis just got in her office when her sister Sarah burst through the door, her face flushed with urgency."Alexis," Sarah said, holding up her phone. "You’re not going to believe this."Alexis looked up from
Inside the ward, Ryan turned to Sophia, his expression softening.“Are you okay?” he asked, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.Sophia nodded, her tears drying up almost instantly. “I’ll be fine,” she said, her voice steadier now.Ryan sighed, sitting down beside her. “I promise I’ll protect you and the baby. No one’s going to hurt you, not Alexis, not anyone.”Sophia’s eyes flickered with an emotion Ryan couldn’t quite place.She reached out to take his hand, her grip firm.“Thank you, Ryan,” she said softly. “I know I can count on you.”But as she lay back against the pillows, a small smirk played at the corners of her lips.Alexis may have walked out of the room, but Sophia knew she had won this round. And she wasn’t about to let anyone, or anything, take away the upper hand she had worked so hard to gain.As Ryan adjusted his jacket and prepared to leave Sophia’s hospital room, she cleared her throat, stopping him mid step.“Ryan,” she said, her voice sharper now, shedding
The following day, Elliot called her back, his tone unusually hesitant.“Sophia, I’ve scoured everything, his emails, phone records, financial transactions, even his personal devices,” Elliot said. “I can’t find a single link tying Ryan to the manuscript leak.”Sophia frowned, gripping the phone tighter. “That’s impossible. He had access to my credentials. He’s the only one who could’ve done it.”“I know what you’re saying,” Elliot replied. “But whoever orchestrated this was meticulous. If Ryan was involved, he didn’t leave any fingerprints. It’s almost like the work of someone who knew exactly how to erase their tracks.”Sophia’s stomach twisted.Elliot wasn’t someone who failed easily. If he couldn’t find anything, it meant the person behind this was not just clever but expertly so.“Are you saying I have no leads?” she asked, her frustration bubbling to the surface.Elliot hesitated. “Not entirely. I found traces of a third party encryption tool, something high level, professional
Back at his office, Julian smirked as Kane updated him on the situation.Kane: She bought it. She’s got Ryan on a leash now, just like you wanted.Julian: Good. Keep an eye on both of them. If either of them steps out of line, I want to know immediately.Julian leaned back in his chair, satisfied.Sophia and Ryan were now preoccupied with their own tangled web of mistrust and manipulation. It was a perfect distraction, ensuring neither of them had the time, or the presence of mind, to interfere with his plans.For Julian, it wasn’t just about protecting Alexis anymore. It was about ensuring that every piece on the board was exactly where he needed it to be.Ryan arrived at the grand Devereux estate under the cover of night, his nerves coiled tight like a spring.The weight of Sophia’s blackmail loomed over him, pressing down on his chest with an unbearable force. He had no choice, if anyone could help him out of this mess, it was Julian’s mother, Mrs. Devereux.Stepping out of his sle
The bar was dimly lit, buzzing with quiet conversations and the occasional clink of glasses.Ryan nursed his drink at the counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass as he tried to silence the whirlwind in his mind.Mrs. Devereux’s words echoed relentlessly, Either you get rid of the problem, or the problem will get rid of you.He let out a heavy sigh and took a long sip.He needed to think, to figure out his next move before Sophia could sink her claws in any deeper.He had always been in control, or at least, he thought he had been. But now, the tables had turned. And he hated it.His thoughts were interrupted when the door to the bar swung open, drawing his attention to the entrance. His grip on the glass tightened when he saw her.Sophia.And beside her… Julian Devereux.Ryan’s jaw tensed as he watched the two walk in, their presence immediately commanding attention.Julian, as always, carried himself with that effortless charm, exuding power in a way that made people instinct
Ryan’s fingers twitched at his side, but he knew better than to start a fight here. Instead, he exhaled through gritted teeth. “You’re wasting your time. If Sophia thinks I’m sticking around, she’s delusional.”Julian’s smirk didn’t falter. “That’s the beauty of it. You are sticking around, whether you like it or not.”Ryan’s blood ran cold as Julian pulled something from his pocket and slid it across the bar toward him, a neatly folded piece of paper.Ryan hesitated before picking it up. As he unfolded it, his breath caught in his throat. It was a paternity test form.“I took the liberty of arranging everything for you,” Julian said casually. “All you have to do is sign, and the world will believe that Sophia’s baby is yours.”Ryan’s throat went dry. He knew the baby wasn’t his. Sophia knew it too. But this… this was a trap. A very well crafted one.He looked back at Julian, who simply raised his glass in a silent toast.“Checkmate,” Julian said smoothly.Ryan felt his pulse hammerin
Sophia drummed her manicured nails against the table, her eyes flitting between the exit where Ryan had just left and the bar where Julian sat, deep in thought.Something about the way Julian looked, detached, troubled, made her uneasy. She had been waiting for him to return, but now she was beginning to wonder if he was about to tell her something she didn’t want to hear.Her mind raced with possibilities. Had Ryan said something to shake him? Had Julian changed his mind about helping her?That couldn’t happen. Not now.Julian was the only person powerful enough to keep Ryan in check, and without his backing, she had nothing. The so called leverage she had over Ryan was shaky at best, and if Julian withdrew his support, she’d be left vulnerable.She straightened as Julian finally returned to the table, his expression unreadable. She searched his face for any sign of hesitation, any shift in his demeanor that would indicate things had changed.Julian took a sip of his drink before mee
Julian set his keys down and leaned against the doorway, watching her. Even amidst a crisis, she carried herself with grace, strength, and determination. It was one of the many things about her that captivated him.Finally, Alexis looked up and noticed him. A tired smile crossed her lips. "You’re back."Julian pushed off the wall and walked over to her. "And you’re still working. Have you even taken a break?" His tone was gentle, but there was a hint of concern beneath it.She sighed, closing her laptop partially. "There’s too much to do. The leak could cost the company millions if we don’t handle it right. The damage control alone has been exhausting."He pulled out a chair beside her and sat down. "I know. But you also need to rest, Alexis. Running yourself into the ground won’t solve anything."She exhaled, tilting her head back slightly. "I just… I can’t believe this happened. We’ve spent months on this project. Every detail, every design, we put our hearts into it. And now it’s a
Alexis arrived at the company with a renewed sense of focus. She pushed aside the pounding in her head, the exhaustion in her bones.The crisis with Moreau wasn’t over yet.And if there was one thing she did know, it was that she needed to deal with this before Julian could interfere any further.As she stepped into the office, her assistant rushed toward her.“Miss Montgomery, you’re here,” Her assistant said breathlessly. “I was worried when I didn’t hear from you last night.”Alexis forced a small smile. “I’m fine. What’s the update?”She hesitated, concern flickering in her eyes. “We managed to stall the media fallout, but Moreau’s people are already moving to cover their tracks.”Alexis’s jaw tightened. “That’s not surprising. He was too confident last night. Someone is backing him.”The assistant nodded. “I did some digging, and…” She lowered her voice. “It looks like Charlotte Wainwright is involved.”A sharp chill ran down Alexis’s spine.Charlotte.Of course.A bitter smile c
By the time they reached the suite, her vision was blurring at the edges.Julian carried her straight into the bedroom, lowering her onto the bed with a gentleness that surprised her.She let out a weak breath as she sank into the mattress, the exhaustion pulling at her like an anchor. But then she felt his hands on her shoulders, his fingers brushing against her face.“Alexis,” he called her name again, but it was distant, like an echo. “Hey, stay with me...”But she was already slipping under, the drug finally winning the battle she had fought so hard to resist.The last thing she heard before the darkness took over completely was Julian cursing under his breath.And then, nothing.Julian sat on the edge of the bed, his fists clenched as he watched Alexis succumb to the effects of the drug.Her breathing was even, but her face was pale, her usually sharp eyes shut, her body still.His stomach twisted.He had arrived just in time, but just in time wasn’t good enough. She had still be
Alexis drifted in and out of consciousness, her body feeling sluggish and heavy. She struggled to focus, but her mind was wrapped in a thick fog, making it nearly impossible to process what was happening.The last thing she remembered was the club, Mr. Moreau, the drugged drink. And then...She tensed, realizing she wasn’t on the ground. Someone had caught her. Someone was holding her.Her breath hitched as she forced her eyes open, fighting the dizziness.A face hovered above her.Familiar.Sharp jawline. Dark eyes filled with something unreadable.Julian.Her heart slammed against her ribs.Was she dreaming?No. This was real."Alexis?" His voice was sharp, laced with urgency. "Can you hear me?"She tried to respond, but her throat was too dry. She felt his arms tighten around her as he pulled her closer, shielding her from the curious stares of onlookers outside the club.He was warm.Too warm.She hated it.Or at least, she told herself she did."Julian..." she finally managed to
Alexis let the silence stretch between them, letting him believe, for just a moment, that his words had sunk in.Then she smiled.Not the soft, vulnerable kind of smile he was probably hoping for.But a slow, knowing, and dangerous one."You really are something, Ryan," she said, shaking her head slightly. "But let me make one thing clear to you." She leaned in, just enough to lower her voice, her gaze unwavering. "I don't need you. I don’t need Julian. And I sure as hell don’t need to be manipulated into fighting battles that aren’t mine."Ryan’s smirk faltered.She stood up, smoothing out her dress. "Thank you for the entertainment, but I think we’re done here."Ryan grabbed her wrist just as she turned."Alexis, wait..""Let. Go."There was no room for argument in her voice, and Ryan hesitated before releasing her.She straightened, exhaling sharply. "Enjoy your little schemes, Ryan. Just don’t expect me to play along."With that, she walked away, leaving Ryan staring after her.Al
Alexis's fingers curled around the edge of the table, her patience thinning by the second. “Cut the act, Ryan. You run from home into hiding after you ran your mouth back home, and now, suddenly, you show up here with him? What do you want?”Ryan let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Alexis, Alexis, Alexis… I don’t want anything. I just figured, since we’re both here, we should clear the air.”“Clear the air?” she repeated, incredulous. “After you threw a grenade into my marriage?”He sighed dramatically, leaning back against the plush leather of the booth. “Look, I know you’re mad at me. But let’s be honest, Alexis, you deserved to know the truth. I did you a favor.”Alexis clenched her jaw.Her fingers itched to throw the drink sitting in front of her right in his smug face, but she kept herself still.Controlled.“A favor?” she echoed, her voice icy.Ryan’s smirk widened. “You would’ve found out eventually. Julian married you for revenge. I just saved you the heartbreak of fig
In the dimly lit grandeur of her penthouse, Charlotte Wainwright stood by the floor to ceiling window, the Parisian skyline stretching endlessly before her.The Eiffel Tower glittered in the distance, but her mind was far from the breathtaking view.She swirled the deep red wine in her crystal glass, a small, satisfied smirk curving her lips as she took a slow sip.Everything was unfolding exactly as she had planned.Julian would be hers.Not Alexis Montgomery.She had watched for far too long as Alexis paraded around as if she were untouchable, as if she were worthy of Julian’s love. But she wasn’t.Julian had been hers first.She had known him before Alexis even entered the picture, before he became entangled in this ridiculous revenge scheme that had somehow twisted into something real.Charlotte scoffed.Real.As if Julian could ever truly love Alexis.He might think he does, but that’s just because he doesn’t know any better.He was blinded.Confused.And she was going to fix tha
At the Montgomery subdivision office in Paris, Alexis stepped into the sleek, modern office her heels clicking against the polished marble floor.The entire floor was abuzz with tension, employees moving frantically, whispering among themselves, eyes darting toward her as she made her way through the main hallway.She ignored the stares.Right now, she had one goal, to get to the bottom of the crisis that had erupted in this branch and fix it before it spiraled further out of control.She had barely been in the city for an hour, yet her mind was already occupied with balancing two battles, one professional and one personal.She exhaled sharply.The personal could wait.For now, she needed to ensure that the Montgomery name didn’t suffer any further."Ms. Montgomery," her Parisian assistant, Margot, hurried over, holding a tablet in one hand and a folder in the other. "We’ve compiled all the details regarding the crisis. The internal investigation suggests that the issue stems from a b
Ryan nodded solemnly. “Even if you found out the truth, Julian had a backup plan. He wasn’t just going to let you walk away. That’s why he’s after you now. He’s going to twist things, make you believe it wasn’t as bad as it seems. But you know the truth, Alexis. He doesn’t love you. He never did. He just didn’t expect to lose control this soon.”Silence stretched between them.Alexis didn’t just feel hurt.She felt rage.Her nails dug into her palms, her entire body stiff with the weight of Ryan’s words.Julian had played her.Humiliated her.And she had let him.But not anymore.She looked Ryan dead in the eyes, her voice cold as ice. “If Julian thinks he still has control over me… he’s in for a rude awakening.”Ryan smirked.Perfect.Ryan hid his smirk quickly, schooling his expression into one of concern.He needed Alexis to stay angry, to let the fury consume her so completely that she would never look back.“I just don’t want you to fall for his tricks again, Alexis,” he said, hi
Julian stormed out of the Montgomery Group, his head pounding with frustration. He barely noticed the curious stares of the employees as he made his way to his car, his fingers dialing Victoria’s number before he even shut the door.She answered on the second ring. “Julian?”“Find out where Alexis went,” he ordered, his voice sharp and urgent. “I don’t care what it takes. Just get me the details.”Victoria, ever efficient, didn’t waste time with questions. “I’ll get back to you in ten.”Julian ended the call and exhaled, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Alexis had left, but that didn’t mean she had escaped him.Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Alexis stepped off the jet, the crisp Parisian air hitting her as she descended the stairs.The city was bright, alive, and bustling, but for her, it felt muted. Her thoughts were too loud.She handed her bag to the waiting chauffeur, barely paying attention as she reached for the car door.Just as she was about to step inside, a voice fr