Chapter: Tatooed Sleeve♡Leila POV♡“Mia, we have thirty minutes!”The voice came from outside the makeup room, sharp and impatient.I looked at my reflection in the mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. Short hair. Dark contacts. Makeup heavier than anything I used to wear. A different person.“Yes,” I muttered under my breath. “That’s what I’m called now.”I had stripped myself of my identity just to investigate my mother’s disappearance.Yes. You heard me.I still hadn’t found her.After the police searched my childhood home and came up empty, I stood there holding that old photograph like it was the only thing keeping me upright. My mother, young and smiling, standing next to two little boys I now knew were Cain and Tobias. That image changed everything. It meant my mother wasn’t just a random woman who wandered off. She had history with them. Real history.I thought about going to Lia’s parents. They had been kind to me. They might have helped. But the moment the idea formed, fear followed
Last Updated: 2026-08-12
Chapter: LeilaCain’s POVTwo weeks had passed.I had recovered enough to sit up, walk short distances, and force a few broken words out of my throat. The voice that came out was rough, cracked, and barely recognizable. Most people couldn’t make sense of it. Only Xavi seemed to understand me without much effort.A meeting had been called for the next day. I had no choice but to attend.I sat in the study, staring at the stack of documents spread across the desk. Reports. Casualty lists. Messages from different factions. Everything was chaos. The war Jose started hadn’t slowed down, and the syndicate was still waiting for my explanation.I tried not to think about Leila.Maybe she had been right to run. I had dragged her into this world. I had made the choice that night so she wouldn’t have to carry the weight of someone else’s death for the rest of her life. That burden should have been mine alone. Still… the disappointment sat heavy in my chest. Even when I was dying, she hadn’t stayed. Maybe— I
Last Updated: 2026-08-11
Chapter: Go to HellCain's POVI heard her voice first.“Cain… Cain… Wake up, Cain.”Soft. Familiar. Cutting through the thick fog in my head like a blade of light. *Is she here? Is she calling me?*My heart slammed once, hard.Then the voice changed—rougher, louder, panicked.“Boss! Boss, WAKE UP—”Not Leila. Xavi.I tried to open my eyes. Nothing happened. It felt like someone had poured glue under my lids and let it dry. Everything was black and heavy. My body felt distant, like it belonged to someone else.*Did I survive?* *Am I still alive?* *Fuck… I came back.*“Stop yelling his name like that,” Freddie muttered nearby. His voice was low, controlled, the way he always sounded when things were serious.I tried again. Still nothing. My ears worked perfectly—I could hear every shift of fabric, every nervous breath—but my eyes refused to obey. The frustration burned hotter than whatever pain was lingering in my body.Then Pedro’s voice cut in, quieter, almost careful.“Will you tell him about Leila
Last Updated: 2026-08-10
Chapter: Old photo♡Leila POV♡(Song recommedation: cardigan instrumental- Taylor swift)The words landed like a punch to the solar plexus. Air rushed out of me in a soundless gasp. Missing. My mom—sick, fragile, her mind slipping further into dementia every day—was missing.“What do you mean missing?” My voice cracked. “She’s—she’s supposed to be in her room. She doesn’t wander. She can’t even find the bathroom half the time without help.”Another careful pause. “She was last seen around eleven this morning during lunch. When staff went to check on her for her afternoon meds, her room was empty. Her walker is still by the bed, but her shoes are gone. We’ve searched the facility grounds and alerted local authorities. We’re calling all immediate family.”My knees buckled. I grabbed the back of the nearest bench to keep from hitting the ground. The metal burned hot under my palm.“She’s sick,” I whispered, more to myself than to the woman on the phone. “She doesn’t know where she is half the time. She thi
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Chapter: She's missing♡ Leila ♡I twisted my head toward the front door the second it burst open, my heart slamming into my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. For one frozen second, I was sure it was them—the same faceless men who’d dragged me out of New York in the dead of night, and dumped me back in Vegas without a single explanation.My mind raced ahead of reality: What if they’d come back? What if they’d changed their minds and decided I knew too much? What if they saw Kayla standing there, wide-eyed and innocent, and decided she was collateral?Oh God. Not her. Please, not her.“Leila! My God, where have you been?”June’s voice—sharp, familiar, laced with worry—cut through the panic like a knife. Relief hit me so fast it almost hurt. I wasn’t supposed to feel relieved to see her. June was the absolute last person I wanted in this house right now, the last person I wanted to face with the truth still rotting inside me. But compared to the alternative… I’d take June any day.I let out a shaky
Last Updated: 2026-03-11
Chapter: It's thief!♡Leila♡A sudden shout jolted me out of the heavy darkness.My eyes fluttered open halfway.Everything was blurry.Shapes moved around me, unfamiliar and hazy.“It’s a thief! It’s a thief!”The voice rang through the room.Too familiar.My eyes flew open.I jerked upright from the couch.“Kayla?” I whispered.My gaze darted around the room.My heart skipped.I was… home.Back in Las Vegas.Back in my house.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.I thought I was going to die.I thought those men who captured me were taking me somewhere to kill me.So why—Why on God’s earth was I back here?Was this a dream?“Leila?” Kayla said slowly.The broom in her hand slipped and clattered loudly to the floor.Her eyes widened.“Leila!”Her voice rose sharply, and I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to steady my mind.Before I could say anything, she rushed forward and pulled me into a tight embrace.“Is it a dream?” she said breathlessly against my shoulder. “You came back. You’re so good at surprise
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Revenge Wife: Hubby, I Know Your Secret
"I can't fall in love with you, Lucas," I whisper, my hands sliding down to the ache pressing against his grey sweatpants.
His breath catches, lips parting, veins rising along his forearms as he responds to my touch.
"Why? Is it because of your husband?" His voice is husky, hands pinning mine to his straining cock "Come with me, Eleanor. I’ll treat you better than he ever did."
My chest heaves as we hold each other’s gaze. I swallow hard, my mind racing.
Should I abandon my revenge and go with the man I shared a night of reckless passion with?
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Eleanor Harper’s life is built on lies. Her husband betrayed her, her best friend deceived her, even her daughter isn’t biologically hers.
Now, Eleanor is playing the long game. She is dismantling their power piece by piece through her inherited company.
Then Lucas Kane steps into her life. He is a man from her past with secrets of his own. He becomes both an investor and an unexpected love interest.
As the lines between vengeance and vulnerability blur, Eleanor must choose. Will she pursue revenge or trust the man who could save her—or destroy her?
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Chapter: Were you in Vegas?Eleanor's POV“Mother!”Sophie’s voice echoed through the entrance the moment I stepped inside. She came running toward me, her suitcase wheels rattling behind her, Gabriel following quietly with the rest of my luggage.For a second, I almost forgot how to breathe as I stepped inside the house.It's been two days and five hours since I have known my husband and my best friend secret.As soon as I arrived at the airport, I had reminded Gabriel of his promise.He had nodded, serious and obedient, like he always did. I was his boss. He knew better than to talk. Still, trust was fragile now. Everything was fragile.One careless word from him could destroy a night of planning.So I smiled.“Hey, darling,” I said softly, opening my arms. “I see you did your hair.”Sophie beamed as she hugged me. “Do you like it?”I pulled back slightly, studying her face, her curls, the familiar dimples that used to make me proud because I thought they were mine.“Yes,” I cooed. “It looks beautiful on you.”
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: T-shirt Thief Lucas's POVThe sound of the door clicking shut dragged me out of bed.Finally. That took her long enough.I’d been awake for at least twenty minutes, staring at the window and wondering why the hell the rent girl was still here. Usually, they were gone before I even opened my eyes — quiet, discreet, professional. This one? Not so much.I thought about shaking her awake, telling her to get dressed and get out, but… I didn’t.Something about her face stopped me.Weird. I never lingered or cared.With a groan, I sat up and rolled my shoulders, the stiffness cracking through my neck. I turned, scanning the bedstand for the envelope I’d set aside last night — crisp cash, no strings, the usual. It was still there untouched."She didn’t take the money?" I muttered, rubbing a hand over my jaw. "What kind of rent girl forgets her damn paycheck?"I sighed again, rolling my eyes to the ceiling. "Great. Maybe she wants a reason to come back. Not happening."Grabbing my phone, I hit the call butt
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Chapter: I'll make them pay slowly Eleanor's POVMy nose twitched at the strange scent of… lavender? No—something musky.When I opened my eyes, my panties were resting right on my face.I groaned, swiping them away as I push myself upright, my arms stretching over my head. My skull throbbed like it’s been used as a drum in some wild ritual. I squinted toward the nightstand, searching for my phone.God, I feel wrecked. My tongue's dry, my head’s heavy, and my soul feels… bruised.Then it hits me—why I drank in the first place.James. Rachel. Sophie.My husband. My best friend. My daughter.The knife twisted again, clean and cruel.I pressed my palms to my face, trying to block the wave, to stop myself from crying again. I can’t—not now.But then— I heard movement. I froze, slowly lower my hands, and there I see someone beside me. A broad, muscled back, tanned skin. A tattoo trailing from his shoulder down to his ribs.The sheets barely cover his hips, his breathing deep and even.My throat went dry. My lips parted but
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Chapter: What's your safe word?Eleanor's POVThe music pounded through the walls like thunder. The bass, the lights, the smell of smoke and perfume — all scream loud but not louder than my thoughts. it wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be this."Hey, beautiful, dance with me," a voice slurred near my ear.I turned, sharp, gripping the man’s wrist before I even realized what I was doing. His smirk faltered. "Let go," he hissed."Don’t you ever touch me," I said, squeezing harder. My voice shook, not from fear — from fury. Every cell in my body burned with it. I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted someone to feel what I was feeling.Hands grabbed me from behind. Two, maybe three. The man stumbled back, cursing, as security rushed in."Ma’am, you need to calm down.""Take your hands off me!" I yelled, jerking free, my voice breaking. But they didn’t listen. They never do.They dragged me out through the back door, where the sound of the club fell away into the cold Las Vegas night.The door slammed shut. S
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Chapter: Surprise Eleanor’s POV "I'll kill you!""How dare you fuck my sister hours after putting a ring on my finger!" "Because I love Janet, not you, Jane! I only did that to get your inheritance!"......"Mrs. Harper, Ma'am…" The telenovela dialogue blared through my earbuds, my favorite moment interrupted by a familiar, cautious voice.I yanked out my earbuds and squinted at the limousine window. Gabriel, my driver, hovered politely at the door, his posture perfect, his expression careful."Yes, Gabriel. What is it?" I said, annoyed that my drama-filled escape had been interrupted."We've arrived, ma'am" he said softly."Oh," a soft sigh left my lips, realizing, just then, my phone rang. I glanced at my phone and saw Sophia’s name lighting up the screen. A small, sheepish smile tugged at my lips — I had tricked everyone into thinking I wouldn’t make it to the city for Rachel’s birthday, happening in just a few hours. Somehow, I knew this call was coming."Hello, sweetheart," I said as I swi
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
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