LOGINOrion's POVI checked my email obsessively, refreshing the page every few minutes, waiting for Marcus's message. Fifteen minutes crawled by with agonizing slowness. I stood up, paced the office, sat back down, checked my email again.Finally, at the sixteen-minute mark, a new message appeared in my inbox.From: Marcus BrennanSubject: KD Comprehensive File - CONFIDENTIALAttachment: Kennedy_Davenport_Complete_File.pdf (47 pages)I opened the attachment immediately, my eyes scanning through the document that Marcus and his team had compiled with impressive speed and thoroughness.It was all there. Everything.Financial records showing Kennedy's embezzlement from his family's company—at least $2.3 million skimmed over the past four years through fake vendor contracts and inflated expense reports. Hospital records from Anya's admission, complete with photographs of her injuries that made my stomach turn even though I'd seen them in person. Doctor's notes documenting the severity of her i
Orion's POVAfter I left Anya's room, carefully closing the door behind me so she could rest, I stood in the hallway for a moment, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, my jaw tight with barely contained rage.Seeing her like that—broken down completely, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe, devastated by the lies that were being spread about her—had ignited something dark and furious inside me. The same cold rage I'd felt at the warehouse when I'd been beating Kennedy's face in, but sharper now, more focused, more calculated.Kennedy had tried to destroy her physically. Now he was trying to destroy her reputation, her character, everything about her that existed in the public eye. He was painting himself as the victim while she bore the actual scars—both visible and invisible—of his violence.That ended now.I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found the number I needed. Marcus Brennan. My lead attorney, the man who handled all my most sensitive lega
Anya's POVHe wiped tears from my cheeks with his thumbs, his touch gentle despite the anger in his expression."I promise you," he continued, his voice dropping lower, becoming almost dangerous. "I will take care of this. I will handle it.""How?" I asked desperately, my voice breaking. "How can you fix this? The story is already out there. People have already seen it. They've already made up their minds about who I am.""Let me worry about that," Orion said firmly. "I have resources, Anya. I have lawyers and PR people and connections that can make this go away or at least change the narrative. Kennedy playing the victim? That won't last long once I'm done. Trust me."There was something cold and final in his tone that sent a shiver through me—not of fear, but of something else. Relief, maybe. Or hope that maybe he really could do something about this nightmare."But for now," he said, his expression softening slightly as he looked at my tear-stained face, "I need you to not worry ab
Anya's POVI cried harder, my whole body shaking, my throat raw from the sobs that kept tearing out of me. I couldn't remember the last time I'd cried this hard, this completely. Maybe never. Maybe I'd never let myself fall apart like this before, had always held something back, maintained some shred of control.But right now, I had no control left. No strength left. Nothing left but the overwhelming grief and fear and despair that was pouring out of me in hot, unstoppable tears.My head was pounding now, a vicious headache building behind my eyes from the crying and the stress and probably the head injury that was still healing. My ribs felt like they were on fire every time I gasped for breath. My throat hurt from the sobs. Everything hurt, physically and emotionally, and I couldn't make it stop.I didn't know how long I lay there crying—it could have been five minutes or fifty, time had lost all meaning—when I heard a soft knock on the bedroom door.I froze, my breath catching in m
Anya's POVHot tears started streaming down my face before I could stop them. I'd been trying so hard to hold it together, to be strong, to focus on healing and moving forward. But this—this public humiliation, this complete distortion of the truth—it was too much.I curled up on my side, careful of my ribs, and let myself cry. Deep, gasping sobs that hurt my chest and made my head pound but that I couldn't hold back anymore.Each sob sent a fresh wave of pain through my broken ribs, sharp stabbing sensations that made me want to stop crying, to hold my breath, to do anything to make the physical pain stop. But I couldn't. The emotional pain was so much worse than the physical pain, so overwhelming and all-consuming that the hurt in my ribs barely registered as more than background noise.The tears came in hot, relentless waves, soaking into the expensive pillowcase beneath my cheek. My whole body shook with the force of my crying, trembling so hard that I had to wrap my arms around m
Anya's POVHot tears started streaming down my face before I could stop them. I'd been trying so hard to hold it together, to be strong, to focus on healing and moving forward. But this—this public humiliation, this complete distortion of the truth—it was too much.I curled up on my side, careful of my ribs, and let myself cry. Deep, gasping sobs that hurt my chest and made my head pound but that I couldn't hold back anymore.Each sob sent a fresh wave of pain through my broken ribs, sharp stabbing sensations that made me want to stop crying, to hold my breath, to do anything to make the physical pain stop. But I couldn't. The emotional pain was so much worse than the physical pain, so overwhelming and all-consuming that the hurt in my ribs barely registered as more than background noise.The tears came in hot, relentless waves, soaking into the expensive pillowcase beneath my cheek. My whole body shook with the force of my crying, trembling so hard that I had to wrap my arms around m
Anya’s POVThe elevator finally dinged, and the doors slid open. I stepped out first, my heels clicking softly against the carpeted floor, but I could feel Orion right behind me. The air felt thick, almost heavy, like the hallway itself had been holding its breath after everything that had happened
Orion’s POVI stayed where I was, my eyes locked on her without even trying to hide it anymore. I told myself I was just watching to make sure she was okay. That was the excuse. The truth was heavier than that. I couldn’t look away. Not when she was right there. Not when every instinct in me stayed
Orion’s POVI didn’t follow Anya back to the suite.I couldn’t.If I had, I knew I would say something I shouldn’t. Or worse—I would look at her the way I had been looking all evening, like I was forgetting every boundary that existed between us. So instead, I turned away and walked in the opposite
Anya’s POVSoon enough, the business dinner finally came to an end. It didn’t end suddenly. It slowly unraveled, like a thread being pulled loose. Plates were cleared away, glasses emptied, and the loud, serious voices softened into polite laughter and closing remarks. Chairs scraped gently against







