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| Author's Note |
publish date:
2025-11-01 21:06:11*************
⚠️Warning!!:
This story contains explicit contents, which includes strong language, sex, and violence.
Reader's discretion is advised.
—This is the author's first publication on Goodnovel, I'd appreciate it if you'd support me.
—Author Imma
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Summary:
Being a lover to Eric McCoy for years, now she's just that wealthy woman who's struggling to find her son and maybe avenge the death of her lover.
Diana McCoy has always lived on the edge of power. As a wealthy business magnate in the big city's ruthless elite, she has grown her empire wide and far. But when her only son vanishes without a trace, the woman who has always been the pretty princess of Eric McCoy— her one and only true love, evolves into a dark feminine force of nature, that finds herself spiraling into chaos. Whispers of betrayal surround her. Old enemies resurface. And the deeper she digs, the more she realizes that the danger comes not from the shadows — but from the inner circle she once trusted most.
Ever since Eric McCoy was alive, Diana had peace. He gave her everything— Love, Money, Respect.
Diana is the product of a mistake. Her mother's and Father's Mistake. A one night stand with the heir of the De L' Rosa family. One of the most powerful families in the nation.
This mistake grows into a stubborn and unapologetic young girl that a father casts out, only for her to find happiness with a powerful man. The clothed, feed, sheltered and took care of this young girl. That she grew up and fell in love with this man that she threw herself at him until he gave in.
Old things pass away but that would never pass away, or disappear from Diana's heart.
. . .
At the center of it all stands Rafael Goldman — magnetic, calculating, and dangerous. Once her rival in business and briefly her lover, Rafael seems to know far more about her son’s disappearance than he should. Yet when evidence points to a larger conspiracy that threatens both their empires, Diana is forced into an uneasy alliance with the one man she swore never to trust. Every step with Rafael feels like walking a razor’s edge — his charm disarms her, his secrets infuriate her, and his presence awakens emotions she’s not sure of.
As they chase clues across glittering boardrooms and the underbelly of high society, Diana begins to question everything she thought she knew. Each revelation peels back another layer of deception, showing her how deeply she's lost herself in this extremely beautiful man. Rafael claims he’s trying to help her, but his motives remain elusive. Is he a protector seeking redemption — or the puppeteer behind her suffering?
Haunted by fear and fury, Diana clings to the only thing that has ever defined her: strength. Yet in this dangerous game of love and vengeance, strength becomes both her weapon and her weakness. The closer she gets to the truth, the more she risks losing herself — not just to the darkness surrounding her, but to the man who thrives within it.
When the final pieces fall into place, Diana must decide what she’s willing to sacrifice to bring her son home — she cannot have them all. And standing before her, Rafael forces her to confront the most painful question of all: if he is guilty, why does her heart still choose him?
Brinks — “She’s on the Edge” is a gripping modern dark romance of power, betrayal, and survival. It explores the fine line between love and destruction, and the cost of trusting someone who might be your undoing. Caught between vengeance and vulnerability, Diana McCoy is a woman pushed past her limits — and what she does next will change everything.
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BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Seven |
On reaching the elevator doors he put a call across to Rafael, who picked up immediately. “I have it”On the other end, Rafael smiled. He was seating on the peddlestool at his livingroom bar. “Good.” he said, a wine glass in his hand. The rarest scenes apart from when he was in an official gathering— Rafael was drinking mere wine.“She was quite hesitant. She even made me sign a court agreement”“On what course?” Rafael sipped his drink“I'll explain in person, Sir” Maxwell stepped out of the elevator in the ground floor. His eyes met Tori, and she waved as he nodded, walking to the revolving door. He entered and soon he was outside proceeding to where he parked his 2017 Audi SR.Rafael coughed before taking another sip, “Hurry up and contact Meenah”“Sure, Sir. I though
BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Six |
Writer's POV:“Time to take your dose...” he turned and met his head down, “Wade?” he called as if he was about to give him a candy.Wade Alexandrino McCoy raised up his head, eyes sore, looking right up at him. His head was aching going through one of his migraines, his sight was blurry. He's only known to exist, sleep wake up and get injected. His legs doesn't known to run anymore, neither does his hands know to clap. He had grown weak and sickly. Rafael started to walk closer, every inch should make him shiver, but why should he when he doesn't even recall fear.He stopped infront of him, “Are you okay?” He kept silence, staring deep into Rafael's eyes, “Are you okay?” he asked again with the softest smile Rafael Goldman could give.He nodded slightly and give him his arm himself. Rafael grinned before taking it and sank the needle of the syringe into his vein as he stared brows furrowing from a familiar pain, “Good boy”.Rafael stood up and walked back to the med cart and recapp
BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Five |
Diana's POV:Nothing was making sense anymore.I had an empty thought of sleeping on my fucking bed naked while I await the spirit of a dead man to come embrace me in the dark.Nothing was making sense.I felt like just relaxing my head...I couldn't stop thinking of the voice calling my name every night. Finally back to the one place that I felt warm in.I couldn't actually narrow down what came over me earlier. The worst part was how much I still didn't give a fuck. I was shocked at myself for feeling empty. I felt nothing at all, my heart felt voided.To think I even got a death gift from him, his ring—a golden minimalistic ring which he might have loved deeply just like Rafael loved that particular watch which never left his hand... A souvenir.Zee helped me seat put on the sofa before she left to drive into the city and get food. I didn't even realize I was alone immediately. I had stood and walked around, tears rumbling like thunder in my eyes.I felt his presence, only though
BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Four |
Writer's POV:Watching him like that and remembering the protest and everything made me wonder why people even bother. Winston doesn’t deserve it.Her plan, initially, was for him to help her reach Rafael… But then she learned about what he did…“You bring me troubles, my dearest. This wouldn’t be happening if your family kept quiet and let the stupid incompetent police do their nothing… Or if you kept your penis to yourself—?” She laughed out loud.He was wailing so loud like a child. Diana laughed even more. “Or maybe you were to be of more help to me…” she paused, letting him savor the hurt he inflicted on himself. “Would you?” she asked.He cried out, “Yes!”“Pleasant,” she said softly. “Felix.”Felix drew backwards. His face covered in sweat. His hand did hurt as he swayed the bat with more excitement than duty.Winston was groaning in pain. The scars didn’t just bear blood—they bore punishment. “Under one condition…” he mouthed.“Huh?” She got stunned, one brow lifted up. “I
BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Three |
Diana’s POV:“Least I forget… Did you find out anything about Greenwood Julius?” I asked, still feeling the pressure in his words about this Aster person.“Julius Greenwood?”“Yeah!” Zee returned rudely—till today I still don’t know what’s up with the both of them. “It’s kinda urgent...?”Felix scoffed. “You asked me that like… this morning,” he answered. “And not really… But I have someone on it, Di. Also Zee?”He turned to look at her and bit his lips, then back at the road. We were still traveling in the woods. “I thought you weren’t talking to me?”“Tch!” she snorted, her focus out the window while whispering silent curses at him.“I didn’t tell you you look so damn pretty when you mad,” he teased.I yawned. Maybe even cringed.The car took a left turn and ahead stood an old rusty cottage. “Welcome to my tiny crib for sickos…” Felix said slowly as the cars came to a full halt in front of the cottage. Big trees surrounding the building. Birds chirping in the distance. It was silent
BRINKS | Chapter Forty–Two |
Diana’s POV:The ache I felt was uncontainable. Those words had weight and it was very heavy. It’s not that it surprised me that they were allies—no. Neither was it because they were the ones that murdered my husband.What’s frightening was the intensity of anger I felt… towards Jacob. Yet weakness filled my bones. Jacob was always in the story. He has always been the enemy and I know he knows that I’m aware of that fact and that I'd find him one day.“But they didn’t do it themselves… Obviously,” Felix continued. “Aster~ Aster Conrad… hired by the Marcus for Eric’s assassination.”---Meanwhile…---Writer’s POV:“Aster?” Rafael walked from his bed to the one-seater sofa in the corner of the big living room that night on the phone with a man—a known unknown… An explosive bomb whose detonator was in the hand of the Goldmans—Jace... Or should I say Conrad... Aster Conrad?. Too close to the target and no one knew. “Hello…?”Jace was in the workers’ kitchen, at the sink. He was alone. Wa
BRINKS | Chapter Thirty—Six |
Writer’s POV:As soon as the alarm rang, Louisa woke and jumped out of bed, heading straight to the kitchen. She prepared a meal for the whole day, drew hot baths for her husband and son, then took her own bath. She stepped out
BRINKS | Chapter Thirty—Five |
Writer’s POV:That same night, another car pulled up—this time it was Zeeflora, Diana’s personal assistant. She ran immediately into the house. She had been contacted almost immediately.She walked into the living room and beheld her boss who usually pouty to be softly laughing in sadness. Confusin
BRINKS | Chapter Thirty—Four |
“Obey daddy, baby.” He laughed under his breath. Suddenly a big banner displayed on the welcome screen, screaming access denial. “Fuck!” he yelled in the soundproof car as he banged on the steering wheel.He breathed and breathed again befo
BRINKS | Chapter Thirty—Three |
Writer's POV:Amaya's voice hastily added, “There’s progress on the case. A woman—her name is—”“I don’t give a fuck whatever her name is right now... Tell me what the progress is!”Amaya swallowed the sting. “Her husband seems to have been one of those who abducted Wade McCoy.”“Yes, Ma’am,” Josan
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