Ryan's POV.The sound of my footsteps echoed sharply against the marble floor of the Westwood headquarters. Every glare, and every nod from the board members waiting inside of the boardroom felt like a dagger pressing on my pride.Most of them or should I say all of them would think that today was going to be a meeting but for me I wasn't walking into a meeting. Instead I was walking into a place of war.Declan had overstepped his boundaries by marrying Isabella and charming my grandmother. And also soaking up the board’s approval like he was the blood born Westwood when he wasn't even one of us.He was adopted and just a charity case. And yet, the board dared to treat him like he carried the legacy. Not today.The moment I stepped into the boardroom. Silence instantly swallowed the room and twenty men and women in sharp suits just stared at me with an unreadable expression.Declan sat at the head of the table and he was perfectly composed. His hands were joined together in front of
Levi's POV.I sat in my car and my engine was off. I was just left staring at the sky through my car glass window. For the first time in a long while I wanted to feel the ache. I wanted to remember every mistake and every betrayal, especially hers.Isabella. She used to say my name like it meant something and now it echoed in my mind as though it was a curse. And then Mia didn't just leave my life peacefully, she left after ripping out what was left of me and handed it to someone else. Ryan West of all people.My phone buzzed and lit up with a number I didn't recognize. There was no name, no message. Just an address and some few words.COME ALONE. WE HAVE A COMMON ENEMY.I read out in my mind but the message screamed as though it was a trap for me. But pain had a way of turning my caution into my curiosity.I turned on my car engine as I pressed on the brakes and zoomed off. I was going to find out who had sent me that anonymous message.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The building I had arrived in
Mia's POV.I thought I was finally in control. When Isabella will be humiliated publicly and Ryan will feel irritated. Then Cairo was throwing herself into my plans like a desperate pawn. I thought I was winning. And I even laughed to myself earlier that day as I was sipping my favorite ice tea at my favorite cafe, envisioning the headlines that would soon follow once my next scandal dropped. But I was so wrong about it. Because that was where all the messy stuff started happening to me.The first time I saw Levi was from across my street and he was dressed in all black. He was leaning on a street light as though he was some hero from a thriller movie and he didn't even move an inch. He didn't even wave at me. Instead he just watched me, and when I blinked twice I realized he had disappeared.I felt it was a coincidence so I convinced myself to believe so. The second one was outside the gym. And I was stretching in front of the mirror, when I caught a reflection of him again near
Isabella's POV.It had been two days since I was able to seek help from Eleanor. I was so happy that the matter was able to die down even before it was made public. Declan told me that he had a business meeting to attend and his grandmother had asked to see me. So I accepted her wish and just when I was about to push open the door of her estate. The raised voices drew me down the hallway.“You have gone too far Ryan” she said and I paused in my tracks. I hid behind the grand pillar in the corridor as the words sliced through the silence as glass. “Oh have I?” I heard a deep voice ask and I recognized the voice to belong to Ryan. “It went too far for me when you decided that Declan deserved everything I had worked so hard for. He was adopted by you grandmother, let me remind you that he was adopted. And you think that he has the right to carry our bloodline name into the presidency?” Ryan said and I stepped forward, unable to hold myself anymore. They were in their grandmother's pri
Isabella's POV.I had just wrapped up the call with the interior designer. The Declan told me that he didn't like the way his mansion was looking so he wanted to spice things up. But then something caught my attention as my phone beeped and I looked down to see a message.“YOU DON'T KNOW ME. BUT I KNOW WHAT RYAN IS PLANNING AND IT IS NOT JUST POLITICAL. HE IS GOING PERSONAL NOW. JUST CHECK THE ATTACHED FILE BELOW._ANONYMOUSI froze because there was a voice memo and a screenshot. An email thread between Ryan and someone named Victor Caulfield.My heart pounded in my chest as I clicked play on the voice memo. And then Ryan's voice crackled through my speaker. “I want his adoption story on every platform before the gala. Make sure it hits hard and breaks his perfect image. Make them question why a man with no Westwood bloodline should lead the empire”.My mouth ran dry and my fingers trembled as I gripped the phone tighter. I read the email thread again, Ryan had paid handsomely. Mor
Ryan's POV.Power wasn't about having the spotlight. It was about controlling who stood under it, and right now Declan Westwood was basking in it like it was his birthright.I was so angry and I knew that somewhere across the town, he was probably holding Isabella's hand, smiling for the cameras and pretending to be the golden boy my grandmother never deserved to raise. He was just adopted and adored. It was so pathetic. He wasn't even one of us by blood and yet he had our grandmother's kiss on his cheek. Her trust in his decisions and the worst of all is Isabella. I curled my fingers into fists at my sides. Isabella should have been mine, instead she paraded on Declan's arm, dressed in diamonds and designer clothes like I never meant a damn thing to her. And my grandmother who was my own blood looked at her like she was the second coming of Grace. And there wasn't any way I was going to sit still and let all of this happen right before my eyes. I had finally come to a decision a