Mafia Billionaire Riven Blackwood has a score to settle with his rival Julian Styles- the man who almost ruined his family's business in the past- and what other way to get his revenge than to seduce Julian's sister, Hazel? He believes that using her as a pawn will provide him the closure he seeks. Yet, as he gets to know Hazel, he finds himself getting obsessed and possessive of her. Hazel Styles longs for freedom from her controlling stepbrother, Julian, and is determined to pursue her own passions but just like everything in her life, it's almost impossible. Then her life takes a complicated turn when she encounters Riven, the man linked to her family's past tragedies. A man determined to possess her body and soul. Despite trying her hardest to resist him, Hazel soon discovers that staying away from Riven is increasingly difficult. As their lives intertwine, heightened by a lurking stalker whose obsession reflects the grip others have held over Hazel, the stakes rise. Will their love be enough to overcome the secrets and lies surrounding their relationship Or will Riven's consuming fixation on Hazel ultimately lead to their undoing?
View MoreHAZEL STYLES POV TWO WEEKS LAYER UMBRA ART EXHIBITION My art stood at the very center of the gallery and I watched, my heart swelling with pride each time people gathered around the painting to take it in.Staring at swirls of color, I knew exactly what each represented. It was all the turmoils I went through for two weeks of trying to figure Riven out. I wondered if they could see it. The confusion, the longing, and ultimately the anger.Julian had said my art was thrash and I wished that he was here to see just how much he had been wrong. Even though his attitude had changed toward me and he was more supportive, I could tell it was all temporary. I knew he was just waiting for me to fail because if I failed, I'd have no choice but to go work for him.Taking a deep breath, I wrapped my arms around myself, my gaze moving around the gallery."You did it, Hazel," I said as I patted my arm rhythmically. "You did it," I told myself, but the excitement I should be feeling wasn't there
HAZEL STYLES POV Riven pulled back, his russet eyes flaring in surprise, then they darkened and he pulled away from me.I watched him, my heart pounding against my ribs like a bird trying to escape its cage. Why had he pulled back? I thought he was going to kiss me."You should rest more. The maid will bring you your meal later," he said, turned, and walked out of the room.I stared at him, distraught by his dismissiveness. One second, he was burning for me, and all of a sudden, he was as cold as ice.Taking a deep breath, I flopped back on the bed. I felt hot and the relentless pulse of my heartbeat refused to stabilize.Instead of thinking about it too much, I closed my eyes and forced my brain to count sheep.It must have worked because when I opened my eyes, the curtains were up and it looked dark outside.I sat up, my stomach growling from hunger.The door creaked, and my gaze jerked eagerly in its direction.I watched, my pulse quickening as it opened, but it wasn't Riven who s
HAZEL STYLES POV I gaped at him for a few silent seconds, then scoffed. "Are you trying to scare me right now""What do you think? Do I look like like I would say something like that just to scare you"I stared at him. "I don't know, Riven. I don't know anything when it comes to you, but lying just to keep me here and dependent on you is something I know you'll do, just like you tried to do when you said Julian didn't rescue me that night" I said, my gaze meeting his defiantly.Our eyes locked and I felt a shiver race up my spine. I looked away, and he cursed under his breath."I have never lied to you, Hazel" he uttered, his eyes fixated on mine imploringly.It was a lie. I could tell because there had been a short hitch in his breath and a flicker of guilt on his face when he said it unlike at other times."That was a lie," I said, then let out a breath. "But I guess that's just who you are. Lying to get what you want and hurting people in the process is just something you do for f
HAZEL STYLES POV A masked man was chasing me, but the more I ran, the more I remained in the same spot. I screamed as he got closer."Stay back" I cried out. "Leave me alone!" I yelled, then flinched hard as a loud bang sounded, and the man's whole head flew apart. Blood splattered all over my face, the feel of it warm and coppery. Riven stood in front of me laughing, his lips stretched so wide that he looked manic. "You're next, little rabbit"I gasped awake, disoriented and frightened from the nightmare. My gaze flickered around the room, my heart pounding like a drum beneath my ribcage. Where the hell was I? I tried to sit up, but the jolt of pain exploding from my knees as I drew it up had me gasping in shock. God it hurt. It hurt so bad. Still, I needed to sit up to figure out where I was since my head was fuzzy.Careful not to strain my knees, I pushed myself up on my elbows and winced as my bandaged palm dug into the bedding. The pain that shot up my palm and through my body
RIVEN BLACKWOOD POVI caught her before she hit the ground and then watched as the terror that had twisted her features slowly faded until her face held no emotion but calm, serene sleep.Looking away from her, I glanced at the dead man just a few spaces away. I watched, noticing as his blood flowed with the water rushing over the pavement. A primal rage erupted within me, hot and suffocating. My fists clenched, knuckles white, as I imagined the terror Hazel must have felt, running for her life as he chased her. Shooting him had been merciful. Tearing him from limb to limb would have been what he deserved. I should have captured him alive and then inflicted on him the same pain and fear he had inflicted on her. My anger grew—I watched the unmoving body—a monstrous beast that threatened to consume me. I roared out my fury, the sound getting drowned in the pouring rain.Stamping down the urge to go over to him and cut him into a million pieces, I turned my attention back to Hazel, my
HAZEL STYLES POV Riven's words replayed in my head as I walked home. I'd opted for walking to clear my head but it wasn't working. The more I trekked, the more my head hurt. I wondered if screaming like a deranged lunatic would help.He'd told me to my face that Julian didn't save me that night and when I scoffed and asked how he knew, he just shook his head and walked away from me.Riven's words always sounded like the absolute truth, but this time, I was sure he was lying. Still, watching him go had felt as if my heart was ripping into a million pieces. Especially after I glimpsed the tortured expression in his eyes. Julian saved me that night. Yes, I'd passed out, but when I woke up, he had been the one standing at my side, holding my hand and looking like he'd been through hell.The paramedics had had to pry him away from my side, but he still followed behind them, his eyes fixed on mine, and I could still remember just how devasted and terrified he'd looked.Was this what Juli
RIVEN BlACKWOOD POV I stared at her, wondering what exactly she was asking and then I scoffed. So she really did not remember that I had pulled her out of that burning car. Fuck and all that, too, after I risked my life for her. The scars from the explosion were still on my back, and I remembered just how much agony I'd endured after that."Did you just scoff at me?" she asked, her eyes afire. "Do you think I am a joke or that my life is a joke? That night, fifteen years ago, I begged you to save me, to save our lives and you chose to walk away without a backward glance""And was I obligated to save your life" I asked, a burning rage rising in my chest. I didn't know why I was angry but I was. All my life, people always expected things from me as if I owed them and it grated on my nerve every damn time. The look that had been in her eyes earlier was gone. She wasn't looking at me like she wanted to save me anymore; no, it was the opposite, and I hated it with a vengeance.I hated it
HAZEL STYLES POV I jerked my wrist from his hold when I noticed that we were a few distance away from the atelier Riven turned to face me, his brows furrowing as he stared at me with a skeptical look on his face. "What the hell was that about? You can't just fire them..." "Oh, I can," he said, cutting me off. "My first thought was actually to put a bullet in their head, but I didn't bring my gun today and that's why they only got fired."I stared at him, not knowing what to feel. He was always so cold and did and said things that would make a normal person squeamish. Was that because he lacked empathy? Or because the only feeling he knew where the opposite of good. And if it was so when he said he liked me, was that really what he felt, or was it something more dark and evil?"I don't need you to defend or stand up for me. I can do it myself" I said and walked away from him, my chest burning in anger when I heard him coming after me.Increasing my speed, I maneuvered through the
HAZEL STYLES POV "What do you mean by that?" I asked, and Ethan smirked."Exactly what it means. You got an opportunity that most of them have been dying for, so of course they hate you. We only get the best of the best in Umbra art, Hazel. To them, you are just a nobody who got to paint the centerpiece of the exhibition because you're in a relationship with Riven.""I don't have a relationship with Riven," I cut in because I didn't want any misunderstanding."That's what you think but to them, they already concluded that you're getting all these opportunities because you're with him. It also doesn't help that You are not well-known in the art circle. I doubt a lot of people even know that you are Julian's sister" I was dumbfounded. Was that really the case? If it was, it would be awful. Just how hard would I have to work to have them acknowledge that I was any good? "You don't have to look so sad, Hazel. Take my word for it; you are a wonderful artist. Riven showed me some of your
HAZEL STYLES POV "This is not working" I glanced up from my food, my eyes widening a bit as my gaze met those of Liam. "What are you talking about? Don't you like the food pairing" I asked, my hands trembling a bit as I pointed to the food on the table. I knew he hated whatever I liked but I was starving and also a bit anxious so I'd ordered most of my comfort food."What do you think? Did you have to get all these dishes? You're always ordering like you're trying to add more fat to those you already have" My brows furrowed. "I just saw my therapist yesterday and he told me I was underweight... That's why I ordered..." "How could I forget," he said cutting me off with a roll of his eyes, "the baggage you have is endless. Aside from being an artist who doesn't have a career, you also have unresolved childhood trauma. Oh, Your brother is also out to get you." He let out an exasperated sigh. "Do you know how exhausting you are" His words hurt but I was already used to them, besides...
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