Arrienne’s POVMy hands trembled as I gripped the damning papers Jace had thrown on the table. My name, clear as day, linked to transfers I knew nothing about."This isn't me," I said, my voice sharp, almost panicked. "Jace, you have to believe me."But his face was stone. Silent. Unreadable.I stepped closer, searching his eyes. "You know me. You know I would never—"He stepped back. Just an inch, but enough to cut me deeper than words."I thought I knew," he said quietly.And with those four words, my world crumbled.Jace’s POVI wanted to believe her. God, I wanted to believe her.But the evidence was right there, cold and undeniable.What if the woman I loved was hiding secrets darker than I ever imagined?Marcus walked in, his face grim. "We’ve traced the account that received the funds. Offshore. Hard to track. But..."I didn’t want to hear it."Just say it," I ordered."The account is linked to someone... close." He hesitated, then met my gaze. "It’s in May’s name."The ground
Karen’s POVThe weight of the flash drive in my pocket felt heavier with every step I took. Evidence. Proof. The one thing that could save Jace—or destroy him completely.I hesitated outside Jace’s office. Was I ready for this? Ready to rip open the lie May had crafted so flawlessly?But the answer was already clear.I had to tell him.I knocked once and stepped inside. Jace looked up, his face shadowed with exhaustion and suspicion."What is it, Karen?" His tone was sharp, guarded.I swallowed hard and placed the flash drive on his desk."You need to see this."He stared at it, then back at me. "What is it?""Proof," I said quietly. "That the person betraying you isn’t Arrienne."He hesitated, doubt flickering across his face. But then he inserted the drive and watched as the footage played.May. Entering his office. Accessing files. Transferring data.The color drained from his face."No," he whispered. "It can’t be."But it was.And the truth shattered something in both of us.Jace
Jace’s POVMy world tilted.Standing in the dim light, the figure emerged—confident, composed, but with a sharp glint of danger in his eyes."Nathan," I whispered. Disbelief sliced through me.Nathan. My oldest friend. My most trusted ally. The man I would’ve staked my life on."Surprised?" he asked smoothly, stepping closer. His smile was cold. Calculated. "You shouldn’t be."I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.Why?How?Arrienne’s POVShock held me still, the air heavy with betrayal. Nathan?But... he was family. Jace’s most loyal friend."Why?" I managed to croak out. My hand pressed protectively to my stomach. "Why would you do this?"Nathan’s eyes flicked to me, emotionless. "Because loyalty means nothing when you're always second place."May’s POVI stared, my heart hammering. Him?Nathan had promised me power. Promised me revenge.But this wasn’t the plan."You said Jace would suffer, but not like this," I hissed.He smiled darkly. "Plans change, May."I realized it then. I wasn’
Prologue "Good afternoon," we all said in unison. I didn't look at him right away because my pen fell, and I had to pick it up from the floor. "Are you spacing out? You miss him, don't you?" Jacky teased me. I looked at her from staring at the onion I've been holding for a while now, but it's still whole. I'm cooking spaghetti for this friend of mine. "What are you talking about?" "Oh, come on! Pretending again! I know your Jace loves spaghetti!" She poked my side while moving her eyebrows. "Stop it!" I said, laughing and pretending to throw the onion at her. She ran to the other side of the kitchen to avoid it. I just shook my head when I saw her still teasing eyes. I just rolled my eyes and looked away. She rested her chin on her hand and put her arms on the back of the chair and became serious. "But seriously, Arrienne, don't you miss him?" She stared at me and waited for my answer. "No," I answered without looking at her. I don't miss him. I don't miss him. I won't miss
Arrienne PovI just stared at the newcomer. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do. Oh my God, this isn't real, is it? This is just a dream! I'll wake up soon! "I'm Jace Garcia, the new owner of the company.Who's the supervisor here?Boss," he suddenly said. That voice. I know it well. It seems this is not a dream."Ahhm, I'm the supervisor," Ms. Grumpy said while standing up. "Ms. Carmen Demetrio." She emphasized the "Miss" while extending her hand. I couldn't tell if I should be annoyed or laugh at her. You could hear the flirting in her voice. I just raised an eyebrow when I looked into her eyes. It's like a child told by her mother to have "beautiful eyes." It doesn't suit her face, or her age. She's probably older than our boss! "Hi Ms. Demetrio. As I can see it, you're only four here in the team," the boss said while reaching for the hand of the flirtatious old woman, then looked at us one by one. His gaze paused for a moment on me. I felt some kind of emotion in it. Was
Arrienne Pov I peeked before fully entering. Jace's spacious office greeted me. It was painted white with black furniture. It wasn't cramped because it only contained the essentials. JASON THOMAS T. GARCIA - President That's what was written on his desk. There was no doubt, he was our boss. This wasn't a dream. It was really happening. Aissh. When will I stop thinking this is just a dream? He was hunched over the files on his desk, seemingly oblivious to my presence. "Ahm, excuse me Sir." I called out to him. "Here are the reports that Ma'am Remy asked you for." I said, handing him the folder. He looked up at me with furrowed brows. But his expression quickly changed to surprise. He probably didn't expect to see me. "Ok, just leave it there." he said, pointing to a part of his desk. He went back to what he was doing after saying that. I placed the folder on the exact part of the desk he indicated, but I didn't leave immediately. I don't know why, but I felt like somethi
Arrienne Pov"Wait, he's your boss now? How did that happen?" Jacky asked in amazement. "Didn't I tell you? The previous owner migrated after his wife died and he didn't want to handle the company anymore, so he sold it. The rumor is he doesn't plan to come back." I explained. "Wow! So you're the boss there too! If Jace owns the company, that means it's yours too! You'll be called 'Ma'am' by your supervisor." Jacky looked at the ceiling as if imagining what would happen when I was called Ma'am. "You're crazy! Remember, Jace and I are separated? All we need is an annulment. And I'm sure he's already arranging that at this very moment." It's true. I left Jace almost three years ago, even before we had been together for a year. I was forced to get married. My future depended on it. I was still in my third year of college when we got married. My dad threatened to disown me. I was still weak-willed back then. I didn't know where I would go if my dad followed through with his threat. I
Arrienne Pov"Hey, witch, stop pacing!" Jacky shrieked. I couldn't sit still and had been walking back and forth in front of her for a while now. I was having second thoughts about going to the place Jace told me to meet him. What could we possibly talk about? I was so nervous. "It's just, friend, I'm really nervous. What do you think we'll talk about?" I asked, turning to face her. "Maybe he wants to make things right, girl." She said without hesitation. "What if he doesn't? What if we talk about an annulment?" "Oh, girl? I thought you didn't like him? That's the only thing missing between you two, right? What's the problem with that? If that's what he wants to talk about, then it's for the best." She said. You're right, aren't I? Why am I so nervous? "You have a point. You're really smart, Jacky. I'm not surprised you passed the board exams." I just said. But I knew I still looked completely flustered. "You love him, you just don't want to admit it." She whispered. "What lov
Jace’s POVMy world tilted.Standing in the dim light, the figure emerged—confident, composed, but with a sharp glint of danger in his eyes."Nathan," I whispered. Disbelief sliced through me.Nathan. My oldest friend. My most trusted ally. The man I would’ve staked my life on."Surprised?" he asked smoothly, stepping closer. His smile was cold. Calculated. "You shouldn’t be."I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.Why?How?Arrienne’s POVShock held me still, the air heavy with betrayal. Nathan?But... he was family. Jace’s most loyal friend."Why?" I managed to croak out. My hand pressed protectively to my stomach. "Why would you do this?"Nathan’s eyes flicked to me, emotionless. "Because loyalty means nothing when you're always second place."May’s POVI stared, my heart hammering. Him?Nathan had promised me power. Promised me revenge.But this wasn’t the plan."You said Jace would suffer, but not like this," I hissed.He smiled darkly. "Plans change, May."I realized it then. I wasn’
Karen’s POVThe weight of the flash drive in my pocket felt heavier with every step I took. Evidence. Proof. The one thing that could save Jace—or destroy him completely.I hesitated outside Jace’s office. Was I ready for this? Ready to rip open the lie May had crafted so flawlessly?But the answer was already clear.I had to tell him.I knocked once and stepped inside. Jace looked up, his face shadowed with exhaustion and suspicion."What is it, Karen?" His tone was sharp, guarded.I swallowed hard and placed the flash drive on his desk."You need to see this."He stared at it, then back at me. "What is it?""Proof," I said quietly. "That the person betraying you isn’t Arrienne."He hesitated, doubt flickering across his face. But then he inserted the drive and watched as the footage played.May. Entering his office. Accessing files. Transferring data.The color drained from his face."No," he whispered. "It can’t be."But it was.And the truth shattered something in both of us.Jace
Arrienne’s POVMy hands trembled as I gripped the damning papers Jace had thrown on the table. My name, clear as day, linked to transfers I knew nothing about."This isn't me," I said, my voice sharp, almost panicked. "Jace, you have to believe me."But his face was stone. Silent. Unreadable.I stepped closer, searching his eyes. "You know me. You know I would never—"He stepped back. Just an inch, but enough to cut me deeper than words."I thought I knew," he said quietly.And with those four words, my world crumbled.Jace’s POVI wanted to believe her. God, I wanted to believe her.But the evidence was right there, cold and undeniable.What if the woman I loved was hiding secrets darker than I ever imagined?Marcus walked in, his face grim. "We’ve traced the account that received the funds. Offshore. Hard to track. But..."I didn’t want to hear it."Just say it," I ordered."The account is linked to someone... close." He hesitated, then met my gaze. "It’s in May’s name."The ground
Jace’s POVThe note in Arrienne’s trembling hand burned into my mind."You're looking in the wrong place."The implications were deadly. Someone was already inside—someone we trusted.I tightened my grip on her arm, my mind racing. "We need to check the security system. Every camera feed. Every access log."Arrienne nodded, though her face remained pale. "And Janna… we need to check on her first."Fear pierced my chest. I cursed myself for not thinking of it sooner.We ran.Arrienne’s POVI pushed open the nursery door, my heart pounding so hard it hurt.Janna lay fast asleep, her tiny chest rising and falling with steady breaths. Her innocence, her safety—it was all I cared about.I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, whispering a prayer. But my relief was short-lived.Because when I turned around, I noticed something strange.The window. Slightly ajar.Jace’s eyes darkened as he reached for it, inspecting the latch. "Someone was here."I swallowed back a cry. They’d been this close
Arrienne's POVThe hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of the heart monitor. I sat by May's bedside, holding her hand gently, as if my touch alone could keep her tethered to this world.The bullet had torn through her side, and though the doctors said she was stable, I could still see the shadow of pain etched across her face."You're safe now," I whispered, brushing stray hair from her forehead. "It's over."But was it?The ghost of Marcus's betrayal still lingered. I could feel it pressing against my chest, threatening to suffocate me.How did we miss it? How did we trust him for so long, only to be stabbed in the back?And worse... what if we weren't done yet?Jace's POVI stood outside May's room, my fists clenched at my sides. The anger still burned, even though Marcus was in custody.Betrayal.It wasn't just a word. It was a wound, deep and raw.I thought I’d seen it all in business—greed, competition, ambition. But I never imagined betrayal would come from the ma
Arrienne’s POVThe dim light from the single bulb above flickered, casting shadows across the cold concrete floor. My wrists ached, bound tightly behind me. The ropes cut into my skin, but the real pain wasn’t physical.It was betrayal.Karen stood in front of me, arms crossed, her smile sharp and venomous."I always wondered," she said, circling me slowly, "what it would feel like to be the woman who takes everything from you."I struggled against the ropes. "Why? Why are you doing this?"Her laugh was low and bitter. "Because you took what should've been mine. Jace. His trust. His respect. You walked into his life and took it all, while I stood by, invisible.""You were his friend," I said, my voice shaking. "You were supposed to be mine."Karen’s gaze darkened. "I was nothing to him. Nothing to any of you. Just the assistant. The helper. The shadow. But now..." Her smile widened. "Now I'm the one pulling the strings."Jace’s POVThe warehouse loomed ahead, an empty, hollow structur
Arrienne’s POVThe drive felt heavier than it should. Like it wasn’t just a piece of metal but a grenade, waiting to explode.Jace inserted it into his laptop, and the screen flickered to life. Files popped up—dozens of them. Some labeled innocently, others… not so much.One folder stood out: "Project Eclipse."I frowned. "What is that?"Jace didn’t answer. He just clicked it open.And what we saw made my heart stop.There were emails—hundreds of them. Messages between May and someone else. Anonymous. Cold. Ruthless.But one message chilled me to the bone."Phase two is ready. Once Marcus is taken down, Jace will be next."I covered my mouth, feeling sick."She… she was never working alone," I whispered.Jace’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists. "We’ve been playing checkers while they’ve been playing chess."And we were already losing.Marcus’s POVThe silence in my car felt suffocating. I drove with no destination, my mind spiraling.I couldn’t trust anyone.Not after what J
Marcus’s POVI wasn’t just standing guard anymore. I was hunting.May’s betrayal ran deeper than we thought—deeper than Jace or Arrienne even realized. But I wasn’t going to tell them yet. Not until I was sure.Because betrayal wasn’t just a wound. It was a cancer. And it had already spread into places we hadn’t seen.I pulled up the encrypted file I’d intercepted from May’s phone—an untraceable message sent to an unknown contact just days before her arrest. The message was simple. But deadly."It’s done. Phase two begins."Phase two?What the hell was May still planning from behind bars?I had one shot to figure it out. And if I failed…Jace wouldn’t just lose his company.He’d lose everything.Arrienne’s POVI sat in the office, staring at the encrypted file May had left behind. It was hidden beneath layers of security, like she knew someone would find it—but only when it was too late.My hand hovered over the keyboard, torn between wanting to know the truth and fearing it.Because
Jace’s POVThe room felt colder. The walls tighter. Every breath I took was laced with doubt and rage.May’s eyes were sharp, but she didn’t step back."You’re hiding something," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "Aren’t you, May?"Her lips curled slightly, but the innocence was gone."What are you saying, Jace?" she asked softly. Sweetly. Too sweet.I clenched my fists. "I think you know."The door slammed open.Marcus stormed in, his face set and determined. In his hand was a flash drive."I have the proof," he said, his voice like steel.For a moment, the world stopped.May’s eyes flicked to the drive, and I saw it.Fear.Real fear.Arrienne’s POVHope.It was faint, but it pulsed through me like fire.Jace turned, his face pale but composed. He took the drive from Marcus, his fingers trembling.He connected it to his phone.Tension crackled in the air like electricity.And then—Footage.May.Forging signatures. Altering emails. Slipping fake evidence into Karen’s files.Betraya