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SCARLETT I stared at myself in the mirror.The dim yellow light above buzzed softly, casting a warm glow over my bare skin. I looked different. Tired. Broken. My eyes weren’t the same—they carried too much now. Pain. Regret. Fear. And maybe something else I didn’t want to name.The tightening procedure had been done. God, it hurt. It wasn’t what I expected. I cried the whole night after it. It made me feel like I had damaged myself just to protect a lie. But I told myself it was worth it. It had to be.I had picked out the sexiest dress I could find—tight red silk, backless, with a thigh slit so high it nearly reached my hip. My hair was curled soft and loose, falling around my shoulders like waves. Lipstick bold. Perfume strong. Everything screaming I'm ready.I stepped out of the bathroom and called out, “Vicent, I’m ready.”He turned.His eyes widened the second he saw me.“What… what are you wearing?” he asked, almost breathless.I smiled, pretending to be confident, even though

SCARLETT My hands trembled as I stared at the white bedsheet in the hospital room. Pregnant. That word kept ringing in my ears like an alarm I couldn’t shut off. My heartbeat was too loud, my skin was too hot. I could still hear the doctor’s voice in my head, cheerful and clueless. Congratulations, ma’am.What was there to congratulate? This wasn’t a miracle. It was a disaster.The door closed softly. Zayden and I were alone again. I didn’t even look at him. I just kept staring down like the answer was written somewhere in the folds of the sheet. But of course, it wasn’t.Then I heard his voice—cold, sharp.“We can’t let this get out. Nobody can know this child is mine.”My stomach clenched.“What do we do now?” I whispered, finally turning to face him. “I’m pregnant. We have to do something. Say something. Plan something—anything!”Zayden stood, walked toward the window, and dragged a hand down his face. “You have to abort it,” he said flatly.My heart stopped.“What?” My voice crac

SCARLETT I stared at the door after he left, still breathing heavy, my body shaking from what we just did. My lips were swollen, my dress was halfway off, and my heart? God, my heart was in pieces. What did he just say?This can’t happen again.He said that last time too. And the time before that. But it kept happening. Over and over. Like we were stuck in a loop we didn’t want to get out of.And I didn’t want to. Not even a little bit. I liked the way he is. His everything that I gradually forgot what my dad's former Secretary told me about him. I'll take care of my dad. But for now. I'll go after my heart. If my dad comes out now. I won't be able to get him.It was like he had a hold on me—Zayden. Not Vincent. Not my husband. My husband’s father. The one man I wasn’t supposed to want. The one man I couldn’t stop wanting.It didn’t even take a full day before we were at it again. I still remember that morning like it just happened. I went to give him his coffee. Simple. Normal. But

ZAYDENI thought that keeping my distance would somehow extinguish the forbidden flames that had been quietly ignited the moment Scarlett stepped into my life. She was my best friend’s daughter—someone I’d always regarded as family. I watched her grow up, protected her like my own. But as the years passed and she blossomed into a woman, something shifted. Unsettling feelings surfaced—feelings I buried deep beneath layers of guilt and logic, convincing myself they were nothing more than fleeting confusion.Pushing her toward Vincent, my son, felt like the only way to keep myself in check. If she belonged to him, I could let go. I could pretend. But fate clearly had other plans, cruel and twisted in the way it worked—placing her back in my life, in my space, and far too close for comfort.Now, with Scrateltt working as my secretary, each day became a battle I never signed up for. Her presence was intoxicating—her scent clung to the air long after she left the room, a constant reminder

SCARLETT I froze like someone poured ice water down my back. My chest felt tight, my hands were shaking, and I couldn’t even form a single word. Vincent was staring at me like he didn’t know me anymore, like I was some stranger in his world.“Divorce me?” he shouted again, his voice breaking through the silence like thunder. “What the heck is going on?! Are you two… are you having an affair or something?!”My throat felt dry. I couldn’t breathe, but I had to say something—anything.“No! No way!” I shouted quickly, holding my hands up like I needed to defend myself. “What?! An affair?! How can I even do that? He’s my father-in-law! Vincent, he’s older than me, way older. This doesn’t even make sense!”I was panicking. My heart was jumping. The room felt smaller and tighter with every passing second. I kept talking fast, like if I stopped, everything would collapse around me.“We’re not doing anything! We were just… talking. That’s all. You understand, right? Please, you have to believ

Chapter 15 - SCARLETT'S POV“What did I just see?” Vincent's voice thundered, making me shrink.I didn’t even know how to explain what had just happened. My mind was too foggy to make sense of the reality of it all. I’d only just been trying to wake him up, to make sure he was still with me, still alive. But somehow, there it was—a kiss. A stupid, unplanned kiss that felt wrong, but in that moment, it felt like I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t pull away, couldn’t go back.Vincent’s eyes narrowed, and for a moment, I felt a rush of panic. Was he going to say something? Was he going to accuse me? Was this the moment he realized I wasn’t just his wife anymore, that I was tangled up in something I couldn’t untangle?I stammered. “I was just—just doing what the doctor said. He needed… air. To breathe better.” The words were flimsy, desperate, but I had to make him believe it. My own voice didn’t even sound like mine. I hated how weak I sounded, how shaky my words were.Vincent blinked, and f