Myla Calloway thought she'd found her forever with Damien Brooks–until her wedding day revealed a soul- crushing betrayal by her mother, Vanessa Calloway. Humiliated and heartbroken, Myla vows never to trust again. In the chaos of heartbreak, she had a one-night stand with her boss, Jaxon Brooks. A single night of forbidden passion leaves her with a secret that binds her to Jaxon forever. But Vanessa Calloway isn’t done wreaking havoc. Determined to control Jaxon and claim the Brooks family's immense fortune, Vanessa's manipulative schemes turn deadly. Can Myla and Jaxon overcome the lies and deceit that threaten to destroy them? Or will Vanessa’s ruthless ambition tear them apart for good?
View More" What do you mean by that? Are you suggesting we finish him off?" My voice cracked as I staggered back, my legs trembling beneath me. Cynthia arched a brow, then—unbelievably—she laughed. A deep chuckle that sent chills racing down my spine."Oh, Myla… You needed to see your face right now," she teased, shaking her head.My stomach twisted. "Cynthia, this isn't funny!" I snapped, my pulse pounding. "For God's sake, be serious! What are we supposed to do?"The laughter faded from her lips, and the air between us grew heavy. Cynthia took a step forward, "First, you need to breathe." Her voice dropped, calm yet commanding. "Second, you need to trust me. And third?" She leaned in, her next words slow and deliberate. "We clean this up before anyone finds out."My chest tightened. "What if someone does?" I asked softly, my voice unsteady.Cynthia’s lips curved into a dangerous smirk. "Then we make sure they wish they never did."My eyes widened, a cold shiver crawling down my spine. Cynth
My hands shook as I stared at the blood on them.Oh God… oh God…The sudden sound of footsteps made me freeze. They were slow, creepy, and heavy, growing closer with each step.I shut my eyes tight, my heart pounding hard against my ribs. It felt like something was squeezing my chest, making it hard to breathe.I’ve been caught… oh God, I’ve been caught. I’m going to jail. My son… Who will save my Liam?My throat tightened as panic filled me, cold and heavy. Every second felt slower, and my heartbeat thumped loudly in my ears.Then, the footsteps stopped. Right in front of me.A shadow loomed over me, and my heart froze. I felt the presence before I saw it.I braced for the worst.But instead of the cold grip of the cops, a familiar voice cut through the tension."Hey, babes. Let’s clean this mess up."My eyes flew open.Cynthia.Cynthia.My eyes widened in shock. Cynthia stood in front of me, her lips curved into the faintest smirk I knew she could make, and her gaze was sharp and fa
I had to finish this—once and for all. My heart pounded like a war drum as I prowled toward him, my hands clenched into tight fists. I had come too far, crossed too many lines. And now… now, I realized I had done too much.A tight knot formed in my chest, making it hard to breathe. My hands were sweaty. How the hell was I going to get out of this?Then suddenly, Damien’s phone buzzed loudly in his pocket.The sharp vibration shattered the silence, making my whole body tense. Panic gripped me—the kind you feel when you've been caught red-handed. And, of course, I’d done worse. Much worse.I let out a shaky breath, rubbing a hand over my face before forcing myself to glance at the screen. The moment I saw the name flashing, I froze. It was that devil, Sophia. My fingers trembled slightly as I picked up the call, pressing the phone to my ear. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. The thought of changing my voice crossed my mind, and I steeled myself to do it so Sophia would
I didn’t feel the laptop slip from my fingers. I didn’t feel any pity or remorse as I raised it again and again. All I felt was anger—hot, burning, consuming anger.Damien’s screams filled the room, but I barely heard them. His face, smeared with blood, blurred before my eyes. My own ragged breaths were so loud, so heavy, that I could barely hear his weak, broken, pathetic pleas.“Mylaaaaa… stop… stop! You’re hurting me…”“HURTING YOU?!" I spat, slamming the laptop against his forehead again. "You wanted me to kiss your cock, huh? You sick, vile bastard!" My voice shook with anger, and my hands trembled, but I didn’t stop.His body jerked with every strike, his hands weakly trying to protect himself as blood trickled down his temple, seeping into his hair and staining the floor beneath him. But I didn’t care. Not anymore.“You think you can do whatever you want and walk away untouched?” I hissed, pressing the edge of the laptop against his skull, watching his eyes widen in sheer terro
I felt the walls closing in as my legs gave out. I collapsed helplessly onto the cold floor and forced myself to breathe, but it wasn't working. My chest tightened; my Liam was in danger. Deep, deep danger. I wondered what he must be going through. He had probably cried his eyes out And I wasn’t there. I wasn’t there to hold him tight in my arms, to protect him, to wipe away his tears. Was my baby crying? Was he calling for me, his mama?My baby. My beautiful boy.“Liam…”I wanted to hold him so tight that he’d feel safe again. But I was stuck here, helpless. The thought of my baby, crying in fear with no one to hold him, broke me into a million pieces.Damien smirked, folding his arms as he watched me struggle with my emotions."Oops, you’re looking ragged already," he mused, tilting his head. "Baby girl, time isn’t on your side—you should know that."I stood up, forcefully wiping my tears away.“You just have seven hours left to save your son's life, Myla.” He leaned in, his voice
My breath hitched.The room began to spin.I took a shaky step back, but before I could put more distance between us, Damien grabbed my wrist tightly, yanking me forward. Pain shot up my arm, but I refused to wince.“What’s the matter?” His voice was soft, taunting.“You’d do anything for your son, wouldn’t you? Or maybe… maybe you’re willing to risk his life just to keep that precious pride of yours intact?”The mere mention of my son’s name from his lips sent a cold wave of fear through me. It stole my breath, sinking deeper than any hatred I had for the man standing before me. It was the kind of fear that gripped my soul, turned my blood to ice, and made my heart slam against my ribs.Because Damien wasn’t just cruel—he was calculating.He didn’t need fists to break me; he knew exactly where to strike. And worst of all, he enjoyed it.I gritted my teeth, my body tense with anger and disgust. “You’re playing a sick game, Damien.” My voice wavered, showing just how much his words wer
I stood frozen, my legs trembling beneath me, unable to bear the heavy ache in my chest. My body felt numb, yet my heart pounded violently against my ribs. The world around me faded, leaving me lost in the overwhelming pain that tore through my soul.I glanced at Damien, who was watching me from the corner of his eye, rubbing his palms as if savoring every bit of my pain, a sly grin settling on his face.My fingers curled into trembling fists as anger, pain, and sorrow filled my body, making it hard to breathe.Driven by desperation, I grabbed his collar, my entire body trembling with rage. “ I want answers, Damien. Where is my child?” I demanded, my voice filled with agony.Damien raked a hand through his hair and muttered, “Find him if you can.”"Oh, my son! My Liam! What have you done?" I wailed, hot tears streaming down my face and soaking into the fabric of his shirt. I clung to him, my fingers digging into the material, as if holding on to him could somehow bring back my child.
There was silence; it was thick, heavy, and suffocating. And my curiosity got the best of me. Without thinking, I found myself moving toward the window of Jaxon’s office, quietly peeping through the glass.Jaxon's jaw tightened, his fingers curling into fists on the desk, as his entire body trembled with rage. I held my breath as my heart pounded so hard I could hear it.Damien leaned in, his voice dropping to a cold whisper. “You may hate it, but without your marriage to Sophia, you’re nothing. And neither is the Brooks empire.”Jaxon’s chair scraped against the floor as he shot to his feet, “Get. Out. Now!”Damien let out a low chuckle, stepping back slightly, “You think this is over? Think again, brother. And don’t say I didn’t warn you.” “Leave now, Damien. I know why you’re doing this. It’s because of her, isn’t it?”Damien smirked, tilting his head. “And you still don’t see it, do you? You’re throwing away everything for a woman who doesn’t deserve it. Have you forgotten who So
Gasps echoed through the crowd.The sharp crack of her palm against his cheek sent shockwaves through my body. It was so loud, so fierce, that for a moment, the entire world seemed to hold its breath.Yet, Jaxon didn’t move.He didn’t flinch.He just wiped the blood from his lip with the back of his hand, his eyes locked on hers. And then… he smiled.A slow, cruel, spine-chilling smile.“You shouldn’t have done that,” he murmured, his voice deceptively calm.Sophia’s breathing was ragged, but she lifted her chin. “Oh, I should’ve done much worse.”"And you deserve what's coming next.” Jaxon chuckled, low and menacing. "You never know when to stop, did you?" His eyes flickered with something dark and unforgiving. "People like you always learn the hard way; when it's far too late."Sophia’s face twisted with fury. “You think I’m scared of you?" She let out a bitter laugh. "You’re a coward, Jaxon. Hiding behind your power, and fame. But you can’t hide forever. One day, you’ll lose. And w
Myla POV:At twenty-three, I knew exactly what I wanted: to marry the love of my life and start my own family. Today was my wedding day—a day I had dreamt of since I was a little girl.I stood before the full-length mirror, adjusting the lace of my wedding dress. My hands trembled, not with excitement but with a feeling I couldn't explain. I had dreamt of this moment for years —walking down the aisle to the man I loved, the man I was about to marry. Today was supposed to be perfect.My fiancé, Damien Brooks, is the love of my life. We met three years ago, and it was love at first sight for the both of us. In a few hours, we will finally be husband and wife.My breath hitched as I looked at my reflection. The dress was breathtaking, hugging my curves perfectly, with the train flowing behind me like soft waves. My dark hair was styled elegantly, framing my face, and the veil rested gently over my head. For a moment, I felt like a princess. “ Are you ready, darling?” my mother's voice i...
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