Novels by Zaya Andrew

Alexander’s PovThe office door slammed shut behind Serena, leaving behind a silence that could almost deafen me.I stood there, clenching my jaw and staring at the empty space where she had just been. I had expected her to finally lash out, since she didn’t do it that night, to throw accusations like she always did. But she hadn’t.She had walked away, looking so calm, without a single sign of hesitation or regret.“Well, that was entertaining,” my father, Vincent, mused, leaning back in his chair with a smirk.I turned to him, my voice colder than I planned. “You enjoyed this, didn’t you?”Vincent shrugged, looking unbothered. “I enjoy watching weak people recognize their place. She was never meant for this family, Alexander. You wasted enough time on her.”Something inside me snapped. “Then why did you feel the need to humiliate her?”His smirk disappeared for a while, but he recovered it quickly. “Because she had the audacity to think she could walk into our world and matter.” He

Serena’s POVSophia watched me closely from the kitchen counter, arms folded. "You haven't said a word since you got here."I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "There's nothing left to say."She scoffed. "Oh, please. You just burned down five years of your life, and you're telling me you have nothing to say about it?"I held tightly on to the glass of water she had given me. The truth was, I did have a lot to say but I just wasn’t sure of where to begin.How was I supposed to put into words the years of neglect? The quiet pain of being invisible to the man I loved? The humiliation of watching Pristine wrap herself over my husband while he did nothing to stop her?I closed my eyes. "I wasted too much time on Alexander. I’m done."Sophia leaned forward, with a soft expression softening on her face. "Are you sure? You don’t intend to run to him the moment he begs you?"I gave her a hard stare. "What do you mean?""You walked away, sure. But have you really let him go? Because if yo

ALEXANDER’S POVThe moment Serena turned her back on me, something inside me felt amiss. I watched as she walked away, with her head held high, but I knew that she was hurting.I should have stopped her. I should have said something, anything. But I sat there, and watched her leave in pain.Her words kept on ringing in my mind: Maybe if my husband actually touched me, I would have given him a child.I clenched my jaw, and my fingers tightened around the glass in front of me. She had said it like an accusation, like I had deliberately neglected her. But she didn’t understand.Pristine’s hand touched my arm, she was trying to soothe me. “Don’t get worked up over anything she said. She was just being dramatic, Alex. You know how Serena gets.”I exhaled slowly, trying to get the tension in my body to fade. This was the right choice. It had always been the right choice. Pristine was my first love, the woman I had always imagined a future with. I had married Serena out of need, out of neces

Serena’s PovThe red candles were properly set on the table and around the room, I knew I had done a very good job. I arranged the final touches on the dining table, setting the three-course meal, which was his favorite, prepared perfectly. Everything seemed to be perfect, it had to be.He was late. Alexander was supposed to be home by now because tonight wasn’t just any night. It was our wedding anniversary.Five years of marriage.Not like these five years had been rosy. Being married to Alexander felt more like a duty than a love story but I still held on, I loved him so much, so I wasn’t ready to give up. Not yet.I looked at the clock again, and my heart sank in fear. I was starting to doubt that he would return home tonight but I shook the thought off and grabbed my phone. I checked the time to see that it was almost 9 PM. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, then my phone buzzed and it made me hopeful to see the message was from him but the moment I saw the message, my l