His Halo is a Lie
What happens when the man you save becomes the shadow you can’t escape?
Maya always believed she was just an ordinary nurse, quietly living each day as it came after a family tragedy that left her grieving and angry. But on a rainy night, everything changes when she finds a stranger bleeding in her bathtub, the windows in her room broken.
A man who is dangerous in every ramification. A man who should have died.
Saint Lachlan is more than the tech billionaire worshipped by the world. Behind all the charm and the wealth lies a man with ties to the mafia, and a ruthless empire built on secrets and blood. He didn’t ask for her help, but now that both worlds have been intertwined, finding the way back is impossible.
To keep his secret, he offers her power, protection, and a place at his side. But it isn't up for debate. She soon realizes that the man she saved that day in her tub didn't just stumble into her apartment by chance. He's been watching her for years. He's been in her life, one with the shadows.
And the truth is darker than she can ever imagine.
To survive the world she has been plunged into, Maya must decide.
Trust the devil who owns her past, or become a weapon that ends them both.
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Chapter: Saint’s PovThe city is a blur of glass and neon outside the tinted windows, but my focus isn’t on the streets. It’s on the storm building inside me. Nico crossed a line when he went near Maya. He knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted to rattle her, to plant seeds in her head that would grow into cracks I couldn’t control.I should be furious at her for even entertaining him. I should be furious at myself for letting her out of my sight. But what claws at me more than anger is the image of her standing in front of him, unguarded, her green eyes locked on a man who would twist them into weapons if he could.My jaw tightens as I glance at her now, sitting silently beside me in the car. She stares out the window, her reflection caught in the glass. Her hair catches the light in strands of chestnut brown, and there’s a shadow under her eyes, proof that she hasn’t been sleeping. I did that to her. My silence, my world, my war.She doesn’t belong in any of this, but I can’t let her go. I’ve tried t
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Maya’s POVThe silence between us is a living, breathing thing. It follows me from the car into the penthouse, clinging to me like a second skin. Saint doesn’t speak a word as he locks the door behind us, and I don’t bother looking back at him. My legs move on their own, carrying me down the hallway, my chest tight with the weight of everything I haven’t said.I want to scream. I want to throw something heavy against the pristine walls just to see if anything in this cold, perfect space can break. I want him to hurt the way he makes me hurt, every time he cuts me off with that voice like steel, every time he feeds me silence instead of the truth.I don’t stop until I’m standing in the middle of the guest room, hands shaking as I clutch the edge of the nightstand. My reflection stares back at me from the mirror above the dresser. My face is pale, my eyes rimmed red, and I hardly recognize myself anymore.The woman in the glass isn’t the nurse who clocked in and out of shifts, who dragged herself
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Saint’s POVLucio’s voice comes through the earpiece before the car even reaches the curb.“He made contact.”The words stop me mid-step.“Where?”“At the hospital. Public enough that I couldn’t shut it down without drawing eyes.”My jaw tightens. Nico knows exactly how far to push. He’ll get close, plant seeds, and leave me to clean up the mess. It’s his favorite game.“Did she say anything?”Lucio pauses for half a beat. “Didn’t look scared. Didn’t back down either.”That’s worse. Fear would keep her cautious. Defiance will make her dig.I slide into the back seat, the city blurring past the windows as the driver pulls away. My mind runs through every angle, how Nico knew where she’d be, what he wanted her to hear, how fast I can erase the trail.By the time we pull into the garage under my building, my patience is already worn down to the bone. Lucio meets me at the elevator.“She’s upstairs,” he says. “Didn’t talk much on the way back.”The elevator ride feels longer than it is. When the door
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Maya’s POVI’m not sure if Saint’s words are still echoing in my head because of their meaning, or because of the way he said them, low, deliberate, like each syllable was meant to stop me in my tracks.Some truths don’t protect you. They bury you.The problem is, I’ve always been the kind of person who digs. I’m not good at leaving questions unanswered, especially when the answers are right in front of me wearing expensive suits and keeping secrets.Saint is gone when I step out of the bedroom, the smell of his cologne still clinging faintly to the air. The apartment feels colder without him in it, not because he’s warm, God, he’s not, but because he’s the kind of presence that fills a room whether you want him to or not.Lucio is waiting in the living room, arms folded across his broad chest. His expression is the same one he’s worn every time I’ve seen him: vaguely irritated, like my existence makes his job harder.“You ready?” he asks.I nod, pulling on my coat. My bag is already slung over
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Saint’s POVControl is everything.That has always been my rule, the single law that separates me from the chaos I was born into. Without control, men fall. They become weak, exposed, prey for those who are hungrier. But lately, control slips through my fingers the second I look at her.Maya.She does not belong in my world, yet somehow she has become the axis mine spins around. I should have cut her out the night she saved me, erased her from my orbit before the shadows learned her name. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. And now, every hour she stays near me, the danger around her grows sharper.Tonight the penthouse feels smaller. The walls press closer. The lights of Los Angeles flicker like a city waiting to consume us both. I stand by the glass, whiskey in hand, watching the streets below while Lucio runs through the latest updates.“Two of Vincent’s men were seen near the hospital,” he says. His voice is low, careful, the way it always is when the subject turns to her.I do not move. “Did they make
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Maya’s POVWhen my eyes fall open, it is hard to make out where I am. The silence stretches on endlessly, and for a few seconds, I just lay on the huge, luxurious bed, letting the memories from last night flood me.Saint Lachlan. “Shit! The hospital!” I sit up with a jolt, feeling dizzy as blood rushes into my head. I give myself one more second before scampering out of bed, heading out through the doors.But I halt the moment I get outside. The hallway is so long and the penthouse so huge that I don't know where to turn to get myself into the living room, or the kitchen.Looking towards my left and right, I decide to go right, fulfilling a part of me that thinks everything has gone left since the night Saint stumbled into my life. My feet take me down the hallway, bathed in the morning light coming in through the tall windows. I see a door slightly open on the left. My curiosity gets the better of me as I take a peek.It looks like a study, with an imposing desk that looks like mahogany. A th
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
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