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Maxian was furious, especially when his business partners contacted him and questioned him about the new engagement invitations they had received. But worry dominated his feelings. Maxian knew that Casandra loved Alaric despite his wild behavior. And surely Casandra wasn't doing well, and he wasn't around when his younger sister needed someone.“I'm not concerned about Alaric and Cassandra's broken engagement. But why would he send out new engagement invitations to all my business associates and friends who have absolutely nothing to do with Alaric?” Maxian looked at the scene outside with an overwhelming feeling of anger mixed with shame, because Alaric's behavior seemed to emphasize that he wanted to humiliate his family.Maxian glanced at his secretary as he entered his office and then said, “Mr. Director, the meeting will begin in thirty minutes.”“I'll be there soon. I don't want to miss any important points at this meeting. All meeting summaries must be in my e-mail before eight
The sound of a car engine roared sharply on the busy New York highway. Caspian gripped the steering wheel tightly, lines of tension visible on his handsome yet serious face. His dark eyes looked straight ahead, taking in every detail of the road until Cassandra's Boutique came into view in the distance. What he found, however, was no ordinary sight.A group of journalists surrounded the boutique, their cameras flashing in a blinding light. They could be heard cheering and asking endless questions of the security guards, who were beginning to be overwhelmed by the flow of people. “This is crazy,” Caspian muttered, his lips pressed tightly together. “If they see me here, this is it. Another piece of bad news is bound to hit Cassandra.” He turned the wheel quickly and took a small road that only fit one car, hidden between old buildings. A faint smile played on his lips, full of satisfaction at knowing an opening that not many people knew about.Caspian parked his car at the end of the
Cassandra was silent for a moment; her eyes glazed over again, but this time not only with sadness, but also with suppressed anger. She shook her head slowly, a few strands of blonde hair falling across her face. “What I owe you is not Alaric,” she whispered, the sound barely audible between her labored breaths. “What I owe are the memories — the memories I've built with him and all the time I've spent with him over the past three years. It's like it's all meaningless.” Cassandra's voice began to break mid-sentence, pouring out all the frustration and pain she had been holding in. She clenched her hands in her lap, trying to stop her body from shaking. “I didn't do anything wrong. I never hurt anyone. But why did the man I once loved and the best friend I trusted with all my heart betray me?”Her cries erupted again, louder than before. The pain she had been holding in finally exploded, filling the room with a sound that hurt the hearts of everyone who heard it.“All the time I spen
The afternoon breeze blew gently through the half-open balcony curtains, carrying the scent of fresh roses from the garden outside. The light of the setting sun shone on Selene's dark hair flowing down Alaric's thighs, making it look like a blazing fire, burning with the same intensity as the look in her eyes.Selene's delicate fingers caressed the surface of Alaric's skin as if she were playing an instrument she had mastered.“I've already distributed our engagement invitation to all of your family's business associates,” Selene said casually, without changing her position in the slightest. Her red lips curled into a slight smile that Alaric could hardly guess. “When are you going to introduce me to your daddy?” she asked, this time staring into Alaric's face, studying every change in his expression with the precision of a strategist.Alaric sat leaning against the headboard, looking undecided. His eyes darted from Selene's face to the view outside the window, as if hoping to find an
In New York, the clock struck midnight. The rain began to fall, its drops hitting the roofs of tall buildings hard, adding to the gloom of the dark night. In a far corner of the city, a federal building stood tall, its main gate slowly opening. The dim light of a streetlamp bounced off the puddles, highlighting the figure of a man stepping out with his head held high.Samuel Abraham.The man in his thirties did not look like a recently released prisoner. An expensive gray suit wrapped around his body, giving him an elegant appearance that contrasted with his long sentence. His face was clean, without a beard, and his brown hair was neatly combed. Next to him, an older man in a black suit matched his pace, clutching a heavy-looking leather briefcase.“Welcome back, Mr. Samuel,” the old man said in a respectful tone. This was Roland, the loyal attorney who had always stood by Samuel's side through the toughest of trials. Roland knew his client's dark side — the secrets that were never
The sun had just appeared on the eastern horizon, its rays coming through the curtains of the magnificent bedroom window and shining on the face of Cassandra, who was still asleep. The morning air was cool, but there was another warmth that made her slowly open her eyes. As her eyes began to focus, the first thing she saw was Caspian, shirtless, his abs clearly visible, exuding a charming masculinity. He sat quietly on the sofa, reading a book while sipping his coffee. The aroma of fresh coffee mixed with the scent of Caspian's skin filled the room.Cassandra choked up, not expecting to see such a scene so early in the morning. Her body stiffened for a moment before she smiled weakly. “You're not wearing a shirt.”Caspian turned his head to reveal a seductive smile. “Good morning, dear. You're up. Would you like some breakfast?” He asked, getting up from the sofa and walking leisurely towards the kitchen. The muscles in his arms and back moved in sync, mesmerizing Cassandra, who cou
Alaric kept his promise to Selene—to introduce her to his father.They arrived at Caspian's house in the morning. Selene stood beside Alaric with an ambitious, veiled smile. She imagined how perfect her life would be now that she was part of Verity's family.But after ringing the bell several times, no servant came. There was no sign of life, and Caspian was nowhere to be seen. Alaric grew impatient, his face hardening.“Why isn't anyone answering the door?” muttered Alaric, his voice beginning to sound annoyed. Without hesitation, he opened the door, which turned out to be unlocked. “Just come in, Selene,” he ordered in an authoritative tone.As soon as they stepped inside, the scent of mahogany wood and fresh flowers immediately filled their nostrils. The ballroom-sized living room was deserted.Marble columns stood tall. Stained-glass windows with gold carvings reflected the morning sun. Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, reflecting light onto the white marble floor th
Selene tried to calm her heart, but the opulence of Caspian's home still loomed large in her mind. The crystal sparkle of the chandelier, the perfect white marble, and the power inherent in Caspian's form were all the life she should have had. But in reality, Cassandra sat in the house as if she were the queen. She looked at Alaric sharply, her frustration growing as they sat in the car and drove away. “Why aren't you doing anything?!” Selene broke the silence, her voice rising. “We got kicked out without a fight! I haven't even had a chance to sit down, let alone enjoy tea in your father's mansion!” Alaric drummed his fingers roughly on the wheel, his face flushed with annoyance. “Didn't you see how angry Daddy was earlier? You're only making things worse with your attitude, Selene!” “Was I wrong?!” Selene shot her a smoldering glare. “Cassandra is nobody! She has no right to be in your father's mansion! I'm your future fiancé, Alaric! I should have a place there, not her!”Alari
A light drizzle coated the streets, soaking the asphalt as cars rushed by, their headlights reflecting against the wet pavement in a dance of flickering light.Beneath the glow of an electronic billboard broadcasting her latest scandal, Selene stood motionless, her body weak, her eyes swollen from the storm she had endured.Her phone screen remained open in her trembling hands, displaying the medical diagnosis that had shattered her world.Her entire body shook, not just from the cold rain, but from the relentless downfall of her life.Alaric had already destroyed her dignity. Now, her own body was betraying her, as if it wanted to surrender before she could even fight back.Selene slowly lifted her gaze, staring up at the massive billboard replaying footage of her disgrace.Her throat tightened as memories of that night in the Maldives flooded back. The night she was too drunk to think, the night she still believed she had control over Alaric’s life.And now, that night had returned
A glass flew through the air before shattering against the marble floor with an ear-splitting crash. Water spilled between the jagged shards, but Selene didn’t care.Her eyes were glued to the television screen, her face flushed with rage boiling inside her.There she was again—plastered all over the media. But not as the elegant, high-class socialite she once was.The news dominating every outlet was nothing short of a nightmare.“The marital turmoil of Alaric Verity and Selene reaches new heights! The public now brands them as the most scandalous couple after a string of controversies.”One by one, their past sins were dragged back into the light, old wounds ripped open for the world to see."Selene’s affair in the Maldives.""Alaric’s rape and attempted murder charges that landed him in prison.""Their sham of a marriage, built on lies and deceit.""And now, Alaric’s latest scandal—cheating with an escort."Selene clenched her jaw so hard it ached. How she wished she could burn the
The night sky hung dark and heavy as Alaric strolled into his house, his steps casual, his grip firm on the wrist of a woman he had just met at the bar. The woman looked pleased, as if she had successfully trapped her prey.“I thought you were lying when you said you were a CEO with a big house,” she teased, her sultry voice dripping with false admiration as her eyes swept over the luxurious interior. “Turns out, you really are an impressive man.”Alaric smirked arrogantly, his ego swelling at the cheap flattery.“Of course, I am.”The woman bit her lower lip seductively, pretending to hesitate. “But are you sure? A man like you must already have a wife.”Alaric chuckled dismissively, as if the question was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.“You don’t need to worry about my wife,” he said nonchalantly. “Our marriage is just on paper. The only thing you need to focus on is satisfying me. My personal life is none of your concern.”To Alaric, Selene was never a wife—just a key to
The air inside the room felt cold, but not because of the temperature. Cassandra stood in front of the large window, gazing at the dark, starless sky. Her hand gently caressed her growing belly. This should have been the only thing on her mind.But it wasn’t.Her thoughts drifted back to Caspian. She remembered the grim look on his face, the way his jaw clenched to suppress his anger, and the tension in his shoulders as he bore the weight of it all alone. Cassandra couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.Caspian wasn’t the type to back down easily, yet this time, he chose silence.As his wife, there was no way she could accept that. Selene and Alaric had to pay.Caspian had warned her not to interfere. She knew he was worried, and she should’ve listened. But how could she sit idly by while the people who looked down on her husband laughed in victory?Just this once, she wouldn’t obey him. Besides, she had someone on her side.A few days ago, the sky was overcast. A light drizzle patter
Caspian sat upright in his seat, his left hand gripping the steering wheel tightly while his sharp gaze remained fixed on Alaric, who sat beside him. The air inside the car felt heavy, thick with unspoken tension hanging between them.For the countless times, Caspian felt nothing but disappointment. Alaric, it seemed, was no different from his late mother—always wanting more.“Fine.” Caspian's voice was flat, nearly devoid of emotion, yet carried an undeniable authority. “I'll buy you a house and give you a higher position in the company.”Alaric’s smug expression softened slightly.“But as for company shares, you'll get them later—after I'm dead. That will be your inheritance. Is that enough for you?” Caspian continued, his tone icy cold.A small smirk crept onto Alaric’s lips, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. He couldn’t demand more for now, but that was fine. He could wait. The house and the promotion were more than enough to cement his standing in the company without having to
Alaric had just opened his car door when his attention was drawn to a familiar figure.Across the parking lot, Caspian was getting into his car, starting the engine, and driving away.Alaric narrowed his eyes. Since when did Caspian start coming home early?His father was never the type to come home often. Even when his mother was alive, the house was filled with nothing but arguments. They never looked like a happy couple.But now, Caspian was coming home earlier. He looked different. He looked happy.Alaric clenched his fists.Does Caspian actually love Cassandra?He got into his car, but his thoughts kept spiraling. Even as he drove toward his apartment, that question continued to haunt him.Then, his mind drifted back to the conversation he had overheard the other day. Even though Damian had denied it, brushing it off as a misunderstanding, something still felt… off.Was all of this really just a coincidence?Alaric gritted his teeth. Caspian wasn’t the type of man to act on impul
Selene still refused to give up, no matter how many times Alaric had told her to stop.She didn’t care.The burning jealousy inside her had reached its limit. She was sick of watching Cassandra always stay one step ahead.Selene still couldn’t accept the fact that Cassandra now lived in the house she had always dreamed of.The house that should have been hers.Today, she returned to Caspian’s house. This time, she made sure to come when Caspian wasn’t home.“Stop in front of that house,” she instructed the taxi driver.The car slowed and finally stopped before a grand mansion, its elegant design and meticulously kept garden exuding an air of superiority.Selene stepped out gracefully, tossing the fare to the driver without bothering to wait for change. As the taxi drove away, she lifted her chin, her gaze locking onto the security guard stationed at the front gate.She narrowed her eyes.That guard wasn’t here the last time she visited.So Caspian had anticipated that she would come b
“Who was at the door?”Cassandra stepped into the living room, her hair still slightly damp, carrying the fresh scent of soap after her shower. Her eyes scanned the room, but all she found was Caspian standing casually near the sofa.“Alaric and Selene,” Caspian replied flatly, his tone void of interest. “But they're gone now.”Cassandra frowned. Why did they suddenly show up? However, before she could ask further, Caspian had already pulled her into his arms.He lowered his head, inhaling the lingering fragrance of soap on Cassandra’s skin. His eyes fluttered shut for a moment, savoring her scent as if she were an addiction, he could never escape.“Why did you finish your shower so quickly?” Caspian murmured, his voice deep and slightly hoarse. “I was planning to join you.”He buried his face in the curve of her neck, his lips brushing against her soft skin, leaving a trail of warmth that sent shivers down Cassandra’s spine. But before the moment could escalate, something suddenly cr
Alaric sat in the metal chair, his cuffed hands resting on the cold surface of the interrogation table. His jaw clenched as he glared at Selene, who sat across from him with her legs elegantly crossed, her eyes gleaming with triumph.“Get me out of here first, and we’ll get married next month.”Selene let out a quiet chuckle, her gaze sharp with calculation. “Next month?” She shook her head slowly, leaning back in her chair. “No, darling. That’s too long.”Her piercing eyes locked onto his.“If you want to walk free now, then we’re getting married presently.”Alaric’s fists clenched. This woman was insane.“Do you think marriage is as simple as flipping a switch?!” He shot her a sharp glare, barely able to process the absurdity of what she was saying.But Selene remained composed. She leaned in slightly, the corners of her lips curling into a sly smile. “We don’t need a grand wedding, Alaric. The only thing that matters is making it legal. It’s far too late to dream about a lavish cer