Ariana stood in front of the mirror, her eyes staring at her own reflection. Her mind was still filled with Leonard's words. "Don't play with fire, baby." The subtle threat echoed in her head, making her realize that Leonard probably suspected her already. But how much did he already know? Did he know Ariana was keeping evidence? Or was this just a psychological trick to shake her courage? Ariana sighed and opened her dresser drawer, retrieving her cell phone. There was an incoming message from an unknown number. "We should meet. I have something you need. Tomorrow afternoon, at the café near the hotel." The message didn't mention a name, but Ariana knew who the sender was. Darinna. --- The next day, Ariana stepped inside the café mentioned in the message. The place was quite quiet, with only a few customers busy with their coffee and laptops. Her eyes immediately found Darinna sitting in the corner, wearing sunglasses and an elegant beige coat. Ariana sat down opposite her wit
Ariana sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers tightly gripping the test pack she had just used. The two red lines clearly visible there made her body feel weak. Pregnant. Her blood rushed, her mind spinning rapidly. This was not part of her plan. She had prepared every step to bring Leonard down, but now-everything was more complicated. Her hand shook as she placed the test pack on the bedside table. She should have felt happy. Once, she had wanted a child. She imagined building a family with someone who loved her. But not like this. Not with Leonard. Ariana rubbed her face, trying to calm herself. This pregnancy could be both an advantage and a disadvantage. If Leonard knew, he might use it as a tool to bind her tighter. But if Ariana hid it, how long could she go without getting caught? The sound of approaching footsteps made her flinch. Quickly, she grabbed the test pack and shoved it into a drawer before the bedroom door opened. Leonard stood there, wearing a black shirt
Ariana sat in front of her laptop, her fingers moving quickly over the keyboard. Her eyes were glued to the screen displaying the classified documents she had managed to obtain with Darinna's help. Records of illegal transactions, evidence of money laundering, and Leonard's connections to dangerous people - it was all here. If this information leaked to the media or the authorities, Leonard would be destroyed. However, before Ariana could take the next step, the sound of the door opening softly made her flinch. "What are you doing?" The low voice hit her like a storm. Ariana's blood froze. She turned her head slowly and saw Leonard standing in the doorway, his eyes dark and piercing like a hawk that had just found its prey. Her heart was pounding, but she tried to remain calm. Quickly, she turned off her laptop screen and stood up. "I'm just working. Can't sleep," he said, his voice as calm as possible. Leonard, however, was no fool. He stepped inside, closed the door behind hi
Ariana remained seated in her chair, her mind spinning wildly. Every word that came out of Leonard's mouth was still ringing in her head. If what Leonard said was true, then it meant that all this time she had been framed - used for a bigger plan. But what if Leonard was just trying to manipulate him? He knew how cunning the man was. Leonard would not hesitate to twist the situation to make her look like a victim. Ariana took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. One thing was certain-she couldn't act rashly. If she made a wrong move, not only would she be in danger, but also the baby in her womb. Her cell phone vibrated. Ariana gasped and immediately grabbed it. An incoming message from Darinna. "Everything okay? You didn't answer my call earlier." Ariana looked at her phone screen quizzically. Normally, she would have answered Darinna's message without a second thought. But now, for the first time, she felt doubt. Was Darinna really on her side? After a moment, Ariana r
Darinna glances at her reflection in the large mirror of the hotel room. The tight black dress that wraps around her body makes her look perfect-deadly and seductive at the same time. Her red lips curved in a satisfied smile. Tonight, she had to make sure Leonard fell into her trap. She picked up her cell phone and typed a short message. "I'm in the Presidential Suite, waiting for you. Don't bore me." No mention of his name, no additional details. Just a short message that was enough to lure Leonard in. She knew he was smart enough to recognize the hidden temptation behind her words. It didn't take long before her phone vibrated. A reply from Leonard appeared on the screen. "Don't get your hopes up, darling. I'm not easily trapped." Darinna gave a small smile. Of course Leonard would play hardball at first. But she knew the man's weakness. Leonard always wanted to control the situation, and that was where she would hit him hard. She poured some red wine into a crystal glass, the
"What do you want, Darinna?" Leonard hissed, his jaw hardening as he stared at the woman in front of him. Inside the luxurious hotel suite, Darinna just smiled triumphantly. Her elegant red dress wrapped her body perfectly, as if it was deliberately chosen to add drama to this encounter. "Do I have to explain?" Darinna raised her wine glass and sipped gracefully. "I just wanted to have a little fun. You came here yourself, Leonard. So, who framed who?" Leonard approached, his voice low but threatening. "Don't play games with me. I know you've got this all planned out." Darinna chuckled, looking at the man in front of her with a teasing gaze. "Planned what? Didn't you also enjoy our time together tonight?" Leonard hardened his jaw, his eyes looking at Darinna with suspicion. "You think I'm stupid? You've invited the media to witness all this, haven't you?" Darinna smiled wryly, walking over and tucking her fingers into the collar of Leonard's shirt. "The media? Honey, don't be par
The apartment door opened quickly. Leonard stepped inside, closing it again carefully before rushing inside. His breathing was a little heavy, not because he was tired, but because his mind was still racing. However, as soon as his eyes caught the figure of Ariana sitting on the sofa, wearing a loose nightgown with a growing belly, all the heaviness in his mind seemed to evaporate. Ariana turned to him, a gentle smile gracing her face. "You're home." Without answering, Leonard approached and pulled her into a hug. He kissed her forehead for a long time, savoring the warmth of the woman carrying their child. "How's the baby?" Leonard's voice was low, almost a whisper in her ear. Ariana chuckled, enjoying the warmth of his attention. "He's doing well. He's moving quite actively today." Leonard looked down at Ariana's stomach, then knelt down in front of her, placing his hand there tenderly. "Hey, kiddo, don't trouble your mom too much, okay?" he whispered with a small smile on his
"Leo... I have something to talk to you about." Ariana's soft voice rang out as they relaxed on the sofa. After a simple dinner full of warmth, Leonard thought the evening would go quietly. However, Ariana's gaze showed something different-like something was bothering her. Leonard frowned, his hand reflexively grasping Ariana's fingers tightly. "What is it, dear?" Ariana bit her lip for a moment before sighing. "I saw something on social media earlier... about you." Leonard's heart beat faster. He tried to keep his expression calm, but his mind immediately jumped to the incident at the hotel. "Something about me?" he repeated carefully. Ariana nodded, then picked up her cell phone from the side table. She opened one of the news apps and brought up an article with a striking headline: "CEO Leonard Windsor Caught in the Act with a Mysterious Woman in a Luxury Hotel!" Leonard's chest tightened as he read that. Although no photos had been published, the news was enough to cause wil
Ariana felt her breath catch when Axel stepped closer. His sudden presence reminded her of all the chaos she had gone through. The man was still as handsome as ever, but there was a hardness in his eyes, a hardness she had never forgotten. Axel was the man who had abandoned her during her most difficult times, and now he stood before her, his demeanor far from friendly.“Axel…” Ariana’s voice was weak, almost a whisper, but enough for Axel to hear.He looked at her with a vacant expression, as if he didn’t recognize the woman standing before him. “You dare come here?” His voice was flat, emotionless.Ariana swallowed hard. “I just want to meet Elio,” she said, trying to keep her composure, though her heart was breaking. “He’s my son. I have the right to see him.”Axel let out a sarcastic laugh, the sound like a knife to Ariana’s heart. “Right? You have no rights anymore, Ariana. I’m the one who’s raised him, I’m the one who’s taken care of him.” He stepped closer, his gaze full of war
That morning, the air in Seattle felt cold and fresh. Ariana gazed at the towering buildings veiled in a thin fog, her emotions a tangled mess inside. She and Nathaniel stood in front of their lawyer's office, ready to embark on the long legal process to meet her son, Elio. Yet, despite the certainty of their steps, Ariana couldn't shake off her doubts. What if Elio rejected her? What if he felt threatened by her presence?“Ari, you ready?” Nathaniel's voice broke her from her thoughts, pulling her back to the moment.Ariana nodded. "I can't wait any longer, Nate. It's been too long."They entered the meeting room, filled with lawyers and staff who would assist them. Leonard was already there, standing by the meeting table, his sharp eyes scanning every detail. "We've got the permission to meet the child directly. They can't refuse anymore."However, what seemed like a smooth plan to meet Elio soon encountered a stumbling block. As they stepped out of the building, Ariana's phone vibr
The rain fell in soft drizzles as Ariana sat inside the private genetic lab, her fingers clutching the DNA test results that had just been handed to her by the technician. Nathaniel sat beside her, his face tense, nearly expressionless.Ariana took a deep breath before opening the envelope. Inside, two sheets of paper with graphs, numbers, and one sentence that made her body nearly collapse:"The DNA results show a biological match between Subject A (Ariana Valen) and Subject B (child in the matching system data). Matching degree: 99.98%."Ariana closed her mouth, her sobs breaking free. "He... he's alive, Nate. He's really my son..."Nathaniel held her tightly, allowing Ariana to cry out her overwhelming joy. But within the embrace, his thoughts drifted—her child was out there, living under a new name and with a new family. And if the people who adopted him had been hiding the truth... then this was just the beginning of a much bigger storm.---Leonard opened the door to his office,
Ariana sat on the rattan chair in Nathaniel’s living room, her fingers trembling as she turned the flash drive Axel had given her. Fear, hope, and anger churned inside her. The rapid tapping of Leonard’s laptop keys echoed as he opened the first file from the drive.“This is insane,” Leonard muttered after a few minutes. “CCTV footage from the hospital. The date matches the day you were rushed there after the accident, Ariana.”Ariana leaned in, holding her breath. On the screen, she saw herself lying on a hospital bed—pale and unconscious. A nurse entered with some documents, and shortly after, two men in suits—one of them her father—walked in and signed something.“No…” Ariana’s voice cracked. “That’s… my father.”Nathaniel stood behind her, eyes fixed on the screen. “They hid everything. Even your child.”Leonard continued digging, opening more files—altered medical records, fake reports of a miscarriage, and one barely legible adoption document. The adoptive parents’ names were ma
The night sky had already turned dark when Ariana arrived at the old park near the lake. The place was almost unchanged. The weathered wooden bench, the drooping willow trees by the water’s edge, and the calming sound of the rippling lake—all of it seemed to summon memories from the past.Ariana wore a long gray coat, her scarf pulled slightly to obscure her face. Her hand clutched a small locket—Axel’s gift from long ago—that she had secretly kept all these years.The night air bit at her skin, but she stood still in the middle of the park, waiting.The clock struck 8:03 p.m.Three minutes late.Her mind kept spinning—would Axel actually show up? Or was this just a cruel game played by someone trying to stir up her past?Footsteps.Ariana turned swiftly, her heart pounding. From behind the stone bench, a man emerged wearing a black jacket and a hat pulled low over his face. But as he stepped closer, the park lights illuminated his features just enough.Time seemed to freeze.It was A
As noon approached, a thick, overcast sky loomed above the villa where Ariana stayed. The atmosphere grew heavier by the minute, as if echoing the weight of her thoughts. Nathaniel was deep in discussion with Leonard in the study, while Ariana sat alone in the living room, staring out the rain-speckled window. In her hand, she held an old photograph—one of her and Axel.She stared at it for a long time until her eyes began to sting. Axel’s smile in the photo now mocked the false sense of peace she had tried so hard to maintain. His face hadn’t changed, but the meaning behind his gaze felt foreign now. Once, Axel had been her whole world. Now… he was a mystery she longed to bury, yet he kept clawing his way out of the graveyard of her past.Time seemed to stop when the front door was knocked on.Three times. Soft, but firm.Ariana turned her head sharply. Her breath caught in her throat. “Did you hear that?” she asked, half-rising from her seat.Leonard hurried out of the study and mot
Evening WhispersThe evening sky was painted in shades of orange as Ariana sat on her bedroom balcony, cradling her growing belly. A gentle breeze swept through her hair, but her heart felt unbearably heavy. This baby… the only thing keeping her going amidst the chaos surrounding her.Nathaniel stepped out from the house, carrying a cup of warm tea. “You haven’t had dinner,” he said, placing the cup on the small table beside her.Ariana let out a deep sigh. “I’m not really hungry.”Nathaniel sighed as well before sitting in the chair next to her. “Ariana, you need to take care of yourself. This baby needs you.”A weak smile played on Ariana’s lips. Her hand gently caressed her belly. “I know. It’s just… I can’t stop thinking about all of this. If Axel is really alive, what does that mean for my child?”Nathaniel remained silent, his gaze fixed on her. He wanted to reassure her, but he knew Ariana needed more than just words.“Have you ever considered… what if he wants this baby?” Aria
Chasing ShadowsAriana sat in her office, her hands still trembling after last night’s phone call. That voice… Axel. The man who was supposed to be dead.Nathaniel stood near the window, his expression tense. “We need to make sure this isn’t a trap.”Ariana shot him a sharp look. “You think I misheard?”Nathaniel sighed. “That’s not what I mean. But we’re dealing with an enemy who doesn’t play by the rules. If Axel is truly back, then someone has been covering up his death all this time.”Ariana ran a hand over her face, trying to calm herself. “I can’t just sit still.”Leonard entered with a serious expression. “I’ve looked into it. There’s no record of anyone named Axel still being alive or using a new identity. But there is something strange.”Ariana tensed. “What is it?”Leonard handed her a brown envelope. “This was delivered this morning. No sender.”Ariana tore it open and pulled out its contents—several black-and-white photographs. Images of her in different places.At the off
The Game Isn't OverAriana sat in her office, staring at her computer screen with a cold expression. Serena had fallen. Jonathan Pierce had disappeared. But she knew this game wasn’t over."He must be planning something," she muttered.Nathaniel walked in, his face serious. “I have news.”Ariana turned to him. “Jonathan?”Nathaniel nodded. “Yes. He hasn’t truly disappeared. I just received intel that he was spotted at a luxury house on the outskirts of town.”Ariana’s eyes narrowed. “He’s hiding there, plotting his next move.”Nathaniel leaned against her desk. “What’s your plan?”Ariana met his gaze. “We make him come to us.”Nathaniel smirked. “I like the way you think.”---Night InvestigationThat night, Ariana, Nathaniel, Leonard, and Mason approached the luxurious house Nathaniel had mentioned. The place was dark, only a few dim lights glowing at the front.“Are we sure he’s here?” Mason whispered.Ariana raised her hand, signaling for silence.They crept closer, peering through