ログインSophia hummed a soft tune as she climbed the stairs to her apartment, her heart lighter than it had been in weeks.
The envelope clutched tightly in her hands held the key to her mother's second chance at life—the money for the surgery. Relief and excitement coursed through her veins.
Finally… everything will be okay
She reached her door and turned the knob, stepping inside.
Something felt… off.
The apartment was quiet. Too quiet. The air was thick, suffocating, like the calm before a storm.
Tina sat stiffly on the couch, arms crossed over her chest, her sharp gaze drilling into Sophia. Alex stood near the window, his back rigid, fists clenched at his sides.
A cold wave of unease washed over her.
“Hey,” she said cautiously, shutting the door behind her. “What’s wrong?”
No response.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Then, without a word, Alex grabbed his phone and slammed it onto the table. The screen lit up, showing a paused video.
Sophia’s stomach clenched.
“What is this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Alex’s jaw tightened. “Watch it.”
Something in his tone sent ice crawling up her spine.
With shaky hands, she picked up the phone and pressed play.
Her world shattered in an instant.
The screen filled with her—bare, tangled in silky sheets, body arched against Julian’s. The raw sounds of their passion echoed in the silence of the room. Moans. Whispers. Skin against skin.
Sophia felt like she was falling.
Her vision blurred as the weight of realization crashed down on her.
Her private moment. Exposed. Violated.
Her breath hitched, chest rising and falling in uneven pants.
A sickening chill ran through her bones as she forced herself to look up.
Tina was smirking.
Alex’s face twisted with disgust.
Sophia’s hands trembled. “Where… did you get this?” Her voice cracked, barely able to push the words out.
Tina leaned back, looking pleased with herself. “Savi recorded it.”
Her blood ran cold.
“Savi?” The name tasted bitter on her tongue. “She—she was there?”
Tina let out a mocking laugh. “Oh, honey. She was there. Watching. Waiting.”
Sophia’s knees threatened to give out.
“But why?” she whispered, throat tight with betrayal.
Tina’s smirk grew crueler. “Because I told her to.”
A punch to the gut wouldn’t have hurt more.
Sophia’s pulse pounded in her ears. She took a step back, gripping the envelope in her hands like a lifeline.
“You set me up?” The words barely escaped her lips.
Tina shrugged. “You make it sound so dramatic.”
Sophia’s breathing turned shallow. “You—” Her voice cracked. “You paid Savi to do this to me?, but Tina you are my best friend”
Tina’s eyes gleamed with something twisted. “Of course. Everyone has a price, Sophia. Including you.”
Sophia clenched her fists. “Why did you do this to me?” Her voice shook with pain and fury.
Tina stood up slowly, deliberately, her smile never faltering.
“Because,” she said, stepping closer, “you don’t deserve him.”
Sophia’s breath caught.
Alex hadn’t said a word. Hadn’t moved.
But the way he was looking at her… It was like he didn’t even recognize her.
Her heart squeezed painfully.
“Tina,” she rasped, “this… this is sick. You set me up to break us apart?”
Tina tilted her head. “Break you apart?” She chuckled darkly. “No, Sophia. You did that yourself.”
Her stomach twisted violently.
“No, but you encouraged……,” she whispered, already weak and out of words.
Alex’s voice sliced through the room. “Don’t.”
Her eyes snapped to him.
His gaze burned with something venomous.
“Don’t lie,” he said coldly. “Don’t pretend”.
Tears welled in her eyes. “Alex, I—”
“You disgust me.”
The words hit harder than a slap.
Sophia gasped softly, her chest tightening.
“I trusted you,” Alex seethed, fists clenched. “I loved you, Sophia. And you—” His voice broke. “You slept with another man for money”
She sucked in a sharp breath, a sob catching in her throat.
Alex took a step closer, his jaw set in anger. “And the worst part? You didn’t even have the decency to tell me”
Her lips trembled. “It wasn’t like that, my mother…..”.
“Then what was it like?” he shouted.
Sophia flinched. “I—”
Alex let out a bitter laugh. “You know what? It doesn’t even matter.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Because the woman I thought I loved? She's dead to me.”
A single tear slipped down her cheek.
She turned to Tina, eyes blazing. “You did all this because you wanted him?”
Tina’s smirk returned. “And now, he knows exactly the kind of whore you are.”
The sharp sound echoed through the apartment.
Tina’s head whipped to the side, her mouth slightly open in shock.
For a moment, everything stood still.
Then, Tina let out a soft, breathless laugh. “Oh, Sophia… You just made this even easier for me.”
Sophia’s world was already crumbling, but Tina wasn’t finished yet.
The smirk on her so-called best friend’s face sent a wave of nausea through her.
Sophia’s voice came out in a broken whisper. “What did I ever do to you to deserve this?”
Tina tilted her head, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a dark chuckle left her lips.
“Oh, Sophia…” She stepped forward, eyes gleaming with something cruel. “You want to know what you did?”
Sophia swallowed hard, her pulse thundering in her ears.
Tina leaned in, her voice dropping into a venomous whisper. “I’ll tell you… but after I do this”
Before Sophia could react, Tina’s hands snatched the thick envelope from her grip.
“No!” Sophia gasped, reaching for it, but her fingers barely grazed the edge before Tina yanked it away.
A triumphant laugh spilled from Tina’s lips as she turned toward Alex. Without hesitation, she thrust the envelope into his chest.
“This,” she declared, her voice dripping with mockery, “belongs to Alex… for all the money he’s wasted on you.”
Sophia’s breath hitched.
Alex didn’t move. Didn’t say a word.
His silence was deafening.
Sophia’s trembling hands balled into fists as she tried to snatch the money back, but her limbs felt weak—too weak. Betrayal clung to her like a vice, suffocating her, draining her strength.
Tina laughed.
“Aww, what’s wrong, Sophia? Can’t fight back?” She clutched the envelope tighter, waving it in front of her face. “This hurts, doesn’t it? Watching everything slip away? Feeling completely powerless?”
Sophia’s vision blurred with unshed tears.
Her mother's surgery.
That money was everything.
With a choked sob, she tried again, her hands trembling as she reached out. “Please… Tina, don’t do this.”
Tina’s expression hardened. “Don’t beg. You don’t get to beg after what you did to me.”
Sophia’s breath stilled.
Her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Why? What did I ever do to you?”
Tina’s fingers clenched around the money, her knuckles turning white.
She exhaled sharply and took a step closer, her face twisted in something raw, something painful.
“You really don’t know, do you?” Her voice was eerily calm. “Do you want to know why I did this to you?”
Sophia’s throat tightened.
Tina’s lips curled into a sneer. “You stole my man from me.”
Sophia’s mouth parted, words failing her.
Tina tilted her head, watching her reaction with cruel amusement. “Let me remind you…” She stepped even closer, lowering her voice into something lethal.
“Let me remind you what you did”
Flashback.
Everything blurred as Sophia’s mind was pulled into the p
ast—back to a moment she never thought would come back to haunt her.
A moment that changed everything.
The hum of the engine filled the silence between them. Julian’s hands were firm on the steering wheel, his jaw set as he navigated through the early morning traffic. Sophia sat beside him, staring out the window, her fingers clasped tightly in her lap.After a while, Julian spoke. "You didn’t even hesitate this time."Sophia turned her head slightly, her expression unreadable. "Neither did you."Julian let out a quiet chuckle, though there was no humor in it. "I didn’t expect you to call me back last night.""Neither did I," she admitted.He glanced at her for a moment before returning his focus to the road. "So, what changed?"Sophia inhaled deeply. "I realized I can’t do this alone."Julian's grip on the wheel tightened slightly. "And what exactly is 'this'?"She hesitated, then looked at him. "Surviving."The word hung between them.For the first time since she got into the car, Julian turned his full attention to her. His gaze was sharp, searching. "And you think marrying me will
“I’ll go home,” Sophia said firmly, though exhaustion made her voice weaker than she intended.Julian sighed, crossing his arms. “You heard what the doctor said. You need someone with you.”“I can take care of myself.”He scoffed. “Yeah? Is that why you passed out in my office?”Sophia clenched her fists. She hated that he had a point.“I’m not going to your house,” she said.Julian exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fine. If you don’t want to come with me, at least stay somewhere safe.”She shot him a wary look. “What do you mean?”“I have a friend who owns a hotel,” he said. “I’ll arrange for you to stay there for a while. You’ll have staff available if you need anything, and I’ll make sure someone checks on you.”Sophia hesitated. She didn’t want to be under his control, but the idea of going back to her empty apartment didn’t sit right with her either. After a long silence, she finally nodded.“Alright.”Julian wasted no time making the call, and within an hour, they arriv
Julian had barely fallen asleep when his phone buzzed on the nightstand. He groaned, shifting onto his side, the dull glow of the screen piercing the darkness.His first instinct was to ignore it. It was late—too late for any call that wasn’t bad news. But then he saw the name.Sophia.He frowned. She never called him. After everything, she had been determined to keep her distance, refusing any unnecessary interactions.So why now?A strange feeling settled in his chest. His thumb hovered over the decline button before he exhaled sharply and pressed accept.“What is it Sophia?” His voice was rough with sleep, his tone clipped.Silence.Then, a shaky breath.His body tensed.“Julian…” Her voice was fragile, unsteady. “I don’t feel well.”Instantly, sleep was forgotten. He sat up, muscles tight with unease. “What’s wrong?”“I don’t know…” Her voice wavered. “My stomach… It hurts. I feel dizzy. I—I don’t know what’s happening.”A curse slipped under his breath.“Are you alone?”“Yes.”Ju
Julian ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. His mind was spinning, trying to grasp the reality in front of him. His gaze locked onto Sophia, searching for any hint of deception.“Wait,” he said finally, his voice laced with frustration. “I don’t even know you that well. Why am I choosing to believe you? Why should I just accept that this baby is mine?”Sophia’s fingers curled into the hospital blanket. She had expected this, but hearing it still made her chest tighten. She met his gaze, steady and unwavering.“You can run a DNA test,” she said simply. “I have nothing to hide. I haven’t been with anyone else since that night.”Julian studied her for a long moment, his jaw tightening. His logical mind screamed at him to question everything. To doubt her. To protect himself.But something in her voice—so firm, so certain—made it hard to ignore.He let out a slow breath, leaning back in his chair. “Fine,” he said. “We’ll do a test after the baby is born. But until then…”Sophia
The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing Sophia heard as she drifted back to consciousness. The sharp scent of antiseptic filled her nose, and the coolness of the hospital sheets pressed against her skin.Her eyelids felt heavy, but she forced them open, blinking against the fluorescent lights. For a moment, she was disoriented. Then, the memories came rushing back—the contract, the confrontation with Julian, the overwhelming dizziness before everything went black.A low voice broke through the fog in her mind.“You’re awake.”She turned her head slightly and found Julian sitting in a chair beside her bed, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. His usual composed demeanor was still there, but there was something else in his eyes—something she couldn’t quite place.“How long have I been out?” she asked, her voice hoarse.“A few hours.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “You collapsed.”Sophia exhaled, closing her eyes for a brief moment. Of
Sophia’s hands shook as she clutched the contract papers, her heart pounding against her ribs. The words on the page burned into her mind. Marriage Contract. Julian St. Clair. Sophia Adams.Her name.Her stomach twisted.She barely remembered rushing through the hallways of St. Clair Industries, her legs moving on their own. Her only thought was getting answers. Getting to Julian.The moment she reached his office, a tall, broad-shouldered man stepped in her path. The bodyguard. His arms crossed over his chest, blocking the door.“Mr. St. Clair isn’t taking visitors right now.”“I don’t care!” Sophia snapped, gripping the papers tighter. “Move.”The bodyguard didn’t flinch.Her frustration boiled over. Without thinking, she shoved past him, slipping through the doorway before he could grab her.Julian stood behind his desk, skimming through a document. He barely looked up when she stormed in.“I said no—” His voice cut off when he saw her.Sophia slammed the contract onto his desk. “W







