“She escaped?” I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles whitening. “How is that even possible?”Elias’s expression darkened, and his jaw clenched tightly. “She had connections on the inside. People are loyal to her. I should have seen this coming.”I shook my head in disbelief. Selene’s escape was a nightmare I never wanted to relive. After everything she had done, the lies, the betrayal, and nearly destroying our lives, she was out again, free to wreak havoc.“Have the authorities tracked her?” I asked, my voice trembling despite my attempt to stay calm.“They had a lead,” Elias said, pacing the room. “A private jet took off from a remote airstrip hours ago, but the flight logs were wiped. The only clue we have is this.” He tossed a crumpled piece of paper onto the table.I picked it up, my heart racing as I read the scrawled coordinates. “This can’t be real. She’s on an island?”“Looks that way.” His eyes were hard. “An isolated one owned by a shell corporation she set up years
“She’s inside,” Elias said, his voice low and controlled.We stood at the edge of the secluded villa, hidden behind thick palm trees swaying in the salty breeze. The island was breathtakingly beautiful, a stark contrast to the tension simmering between us. I tightened my grip on Elias’s hand, trying to steady my nerves.“You sure about this?” I whispered. “She’s dangerous, Elias. We can’t underestimate her.”He glanced at me, his jaw clenched. “I’m not letting her get away with it, Victoria. Not after everything she’s done to you. To us.”Before I could respond, his phone buzzed. He answered it swiftly. “Cole, are you in position?”“Yes, boss,” Cole's voice crackled through the line. “Perimeter secured. No boats coming or going without us knowing.”“Good. Stay alert.” Elias hung up and looked at me. “Ready?”I nodded, though my heart was racing. We moved silently toward the villa, the sound of waves crashing in the distance masking our footsteps. The place was guarded, but Selene had
"Let her go, Selene," I demanded, my voice cutting through the tense air.Selene’s lips curled into a wicked smile as she tightened her grip on Victoria’s arm. A small, sleek pistol gleamed in her other hand; its barrel pointed at Victoria’s side. “You’re in no position to give orders, Elias. Not anymore,” she sneered.Victoria remained calm, though I could see the faint tremble in her fingers. Her courage was the only thing keeping me from losing my mind."I made a mistake trusting you," I said, stepping closer despite the danger. "But this? Kidnapping an innocent woman? Holding your unborn nephew hostage? How low are you willing to go?"Selene's eyes blazed. "You have no idea what I've sacrificed to be where I am. I won't let you or that woman ruin everything I've built."Victoria's voice was steady despite the gun pressed against her. "You're not just ruining Elias—you’re ruining yourself, Selene. No way out of this ends well for you."Selene's knuckles whitened around the pistol.
"Get down!" I shouted, pulling Victoria behind the large stone pillar as the deafening sound of a gunshot echoed through the air.Her breath came in sharp gasps, her hands gripping my jacket with a force born of fear. The chaos around us blurred, but my focus remained razor-sharp on one thing—keeping her safe."Is anyone hit?" Victoria's voice trembled as she glanced up at me, her eyes wide with terror."I'm fine," I said, scanning the scene. "Stay here."Another shot rang out, ricocheting off the pillar, sending shards of stone flying. Selene's deranged laughter echoed from somewhere beyond the smoke. She was out of her mind, desperate and dangerous."Elias, we have to stop her!" Victoria insisted, pulling at my arm."I said stay here!" My voice was harsher than I intended, but fear clawed at my throat. I couldn't let anything happen to her.I peeked around the pillar and spotted Selene sprinting toward the dock, a speedboat waiting in the distance. Her accomplice, a burly man in bla
“Do you think the board will turn against you?” I asked, setting down my cup of tea on the marble countertop. My voice was steady, but inside, the tension clawed at me.Elias leaned against the kitchen island, his jaw clenched. He looked like a man who had just walked out of a battlefield—emotionally battered but still standing tall.“Selene's betrayal was catastrophic. Not just for us, but for the entire company," he said, his voice laced with frustration. "Half the board members have been loyal to her for years. They'll question my leadership now."I stepped closer, placing my hand over his. "You built Westbrook Industries from the ground up. No one can take that away from you."His eyes softened, but there was still a storm brewing behind them. "I just can't believe I was blind to it for so long. My own sister..." He trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief. "She was pulling the strings while I blamed you."The weight of those words hung heavy between us.I took a deep breath. "W
"Open it," I urged, my voice tight with anticipation as I stared at the package resting on the coffee table. The plain brown wrapping did nothing to betray the weight of what it could contain.Elias hesitated, his brows furrowed. "What if it's a trap?" he murmured, glancing at me with concern.I shook my head. "We can't afford to ignore it. Not now."With a grim nod, he grabbed a letter opener from the desk and sliced through the tape. The room seemed to hold its breath as he lifted the lid and pulled out a stack of documents and a small USB drive. My stomach twisted with unease.Elias’s eyes darkened as he flipped through the papers. "These are financial records," he muttered. "But not from Westbrook Industries. Offshore accounts. Wire transfers. Selene’s name is all over them."I leaned in closer, my heart racing. "Are you saying this is evidence of her embezzlement?""More than that," Elias said, his voice hardening. "It’s proof that she’s been moving money through shell companies
"I can't believe you're seriously considering this," Elias said, pacing the length of the living room. His jaw clenched, and frustration flickered in his stormy eyes. "Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?"I folded my arms and met his gaze head-on. "Dangerous or not, it's the only way. We can't sit back and let Selene get away with everything. This summit is the perfect opportunity to expose her."His voice hardened. "And you think she'll just waltz in and hand herself over on a silver platter?""No, but if she shows up, she'll be surrounded by business leaders, investors, and the media. One wrong move, and she'll be cornered. We can finally prove what she's done."Elias stopped pacing and raked a hand through his hair. "You're not going alone.""I can handle myself—""Not up for discussion, Victoria," he cut me off, his tone brooking no argument. "I'm coming with you."I opened my mouth to protest, but the determination in his eyes made me pause. As much as I hated to admit it
"You're quite brave to show your face here, Selene." My voice cut through the buzz of the room, drawing eyes from every corner of the lavish business summit. Selene's perfectly curated smile faltered, but only for a second before she regained her composure."Victoria, darling," she purred, stepping toward me with a confident sway. "What a surprise to see you here. I thought you'd retired to obscurity after that... unfortunate misunderstanding years ago."Elias’s hand brushed against mine, grounding me. His jaw was clenched, and I could feel the tension radiating off him. He was holding back, but I wasn't sure for how long.I didn't flinch. "Funny you call it a misunderstanding. I call it sabotage."The room fell into a tense silence, the power players of the business world hanging on every word. Cameras from the press circled like vultures, capturing the unfolding drama.Selene's eyes flickered with annoyance, but she kept her tone sweet. "Oh, Victoria. Always the dramatist." She turn
“Are you sure about this?” I asked Elias as I adjusted the elegant satin gown, hugging my body. The grand hall was already filled with the city’s elite, all gathered to celebrate the official resurgence of Westbrook Industries. Chandeliers sparkled above us, and the orchestra played softly in the background.Elias turned to me, his blue eyes intense. “I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life.” His voice was low, but the sincerity hit me deep.I smoothed my dress nervously. “It’s just... after everything we've been through—”He placed his hand over mine, steadying me. “That’s exactly why tonight is important. You’ve always been the heart of this company, Victoria. It’s time the world knows it.”Before I could respond, the announcer’s voice boomed across the room. "Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming Elias Westbrook and Victoria Lancaster to the stage."The applause was thunderous. My heart raced as Elias led me to the center stage. Cameras flashed, capturing
"I still can’t believe you're doing this," Victoria said, her voice edged with disbelief as we rode the elevator to the top floor of Westbrook Industries. "Announcing a philanthropic initiative in our son's name? Elias, the board won't take this lightly."I straightened my tie, a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. "They'll take it because it's the right move. And because you're going to help me make them see that."She shook her head with a soft laugh. "You're impossible.""Yet you married me."Her laughter faded, and for a moment, we stood in silence. The weight of everything we’d been through hung between us like a fragile truce. The scars from betrayal and heartbreak hadn’t fully healed, but standing beside her now, I felt stronger—more determined than ever to make things right.When the elevator doors opened, a wave of tension swept over me. The boardroom was already packed. Selene’s former allies sat at the long mahogany table, their faces taut with apprehension and skeptic
"Are you sure about this?" Elias asked as he pulled the car into the long, winding driveway. The towering oak trees on either side seemed to close in on us. "We can turn back if you're not ready."I swallowed the lump in my throat, my fingers twisting nervously in my lap. "No. I need to do this."He reached over, his hand warm and steady on mine. "I'm right here with you."I gave him a grateful smile, though my heart felt like it was doing backflips. The last time I saw my father, we had exchanged harsh words that cut deeper than any wound. Years had passed, and I had told myself I didn't need closure—but now, with a child of my own, everything felt different.Elias parked the car in front of the large, weathered farmhouse. The sight of the familiar porch with its peeling paint and creaky swing tugged at memories I had long buried.The front door opened before we even stepped out of the car. My father stood there, his once-strong frame slightly stooped, but his eyes were still sharp a
“It’s a boy!” the doctor announced with a broad smile as the room filled with the sound of a baby’s strong cry.My breath hitched as tears blurred my vision. Relief, joy, and overwhelming love crashed through me in waves. Elias stood beside me, his hand gripping mine as though it was the only thing grounding him to this earth.“We have a son, Victoria,” he whispered, his voice breaking.I looked up at him, barely able to form words. “He’s here... we did it.”The nurse approached, gently placing the swaddled baby in my arms. His face was red and scrunched, his tiny fingers curled into fists. I couldn't stop staring. He was perfect.“He’s beautiful,” Elias said, his voice thick with emotion.I managed a shaky laugh. “He looks just like you.”Elias let out a breathless chuckle. “Poor kid.”I smiled despite the tears streaming down my face. “He’s lucky, just like I am.”Elias leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. “No, Victoria. I’m the lucky one. You gave me a second chance.
"Stay with me, Victoria!" Elias's voice cracked as he clutched my hand, his knuckles white with tension.The pain was relentless, like waves crashing through me, each stronger than the last. My breath came in shallow gasps as the paramedics maneuvered the stretcher down the hallway toward the ambulance. Everything was a blur—the flashing red lights, the wail of the siren, and Elias’s voice, fierce and determined, cutting through the chaos."I can't—" I choked, unable to finish as a sharp contraction gripped me."You can," Elias urged, his eyes wild with fear. "You're the strongest person I know. Just hold on."The ambulance doors slammed shut, sealing us inside. The paramedics worked quickly, their voices urgent but steady."Blood pressure's dropping," one of them announced. "We need to stabilize her."Elias's grip on my hand tightened. "Do whatever it takes. Just save them—both of them."I squeezed his hand weakly, trying to reassure him, though I wasn’t sure if I was reassuring myse
"Open it already, Elias," I urged, unable to mask the tension in my voice.Elias’s fingers trembled as he tore open the mysterious envelope that had been left at our doorstep. The elegant black seal on the back hinted at something sinister, and my instincts screamed that whatever was inside would only bring chaos.He pulled out a neatly folded letter. As he read silently, his face darkened, his jaw clenching so tightly I thought he might snap."What does it say?" I demanded.His voice was low, filled with disbelief. "It’s from Selene."I froze. "Selene? What could she possibly have to say after everything she did?"Elias's knuckles turned white as he gripped the letter. "She claims there’s another conspiracy brewing within Westbrook Industries—something even bigger than her betrayal."My heart raced. "Bigger? How is that possible?"He handed me the letter, and I scanned the words quickly. Selene's handwriting was precise, almost too neat for the venomous confession she had penned."El
"Do you think we made the right move?" Elias’s voice was low, almost uncertain—a rare sound coming from a man who always exuded confidence.I glanced at him, my fingers trembling slightly as I adjusted the microphone in front of me. The press conference room was filled with journalists, cameras clicking furiously as they captured every expression on our faces. The Westbrook family name was plastered all over the headlines, and not in a flattering way."You know we had no choice," I said firmly. "Transparency is the only way out of this mess."Elias’s jaw clenched as he scanned the restless crowd. "I just don't want you dragged through this chaos again, Victoria. You've been through enough because of me."I met his gaze, holding it steady. "I'm not going anywhere, Elias. We face this together."Before he could respond, the moderator signaled that it was time to start. Elias nodded, his shoulders squaring as he stood beside me."Ladies and gentlemen," Elias began, his deep voice cutting
"Selene, think this through!" I shouted, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to stay calm. The papers in her hand fluttered as she paced near the fireplace, her eyes wild with desperation. "Burning those documents won't fix anything."Her lips curled into a twisted smile. "You think I care about fixing this mess, Victoria? All I want is to make sure no one wins if I can't have it all."Elias stepped forward, his voice steady and commanding. "Selene, drop the papers. We can fix this without anyone else getting hurt."Selene laughed bitterly, waving the documents in the air like a victory flag. "Oh, brother, always the hero. But you're too late." Her gaze flickered between us, calculating. "You've already ruined me by siding with her."I clenched my fists. "This isn't about sides—it's about the truth. You've manipulated Elias, destroyed our marriage, and nearly took down Westbrook Industries. Enough is enough."Her expression darkened. "You don't know the half of it." She jabbed
"Stay close to me," Elias whispered, his voice low and urgent as we crept through the dimly lit hallway. The faint scent of damp concrete clung to the air, and the tension was palpable. Armed security agents moved ahead of us, their steps swift and calculated. My heart raced, the adrenaline making every sound sharper, every shadow more ominous."I'm not going anywhere without you," I whispered back, gripping his hand tightly. The thought of losing him in this chaos was unbearable.We reached the main door to the vast underground lair Selene had been using to conduct her schemes. The lead agent gave a silent signal, and two men moved to flank the entrance. The rest of us stood ready, nerves stretched taut.Elias's jaw was clenched, his eyes cold and focused. "We end this tonight."The door burst open with a deafening crash. Chaos erupted as armed men on Selene's side fired shots. We ducked behind a thick metal barrier as bullets ricocheted off the walls."Stay down!" Elias ordered, shi