LOGINHis hands gripped my hips, steadying me as he moved, each slow thrust driving me closer to the edge. I whimpered, my body straining, every nerve on fire. “The way you’re trembling under me is driving me insane,” his Uncle whispered to my ears. *** When Zara Devereux woke up in another woman’s body, she had only one mission, vengeance. The man who murdered her, Cassian Blackwell, had built his empire on blood and power. But now, she had his wife’s face, and a perfect chance to ruin him from within. What she didn’t plan for was Sterling, Cassian’s enigmatic uncle, a man who saw through her façade long before she confessed the truth. Their attraction became a dangerous secret, blurring the line between deception and desire. Zara discovers the elite world she now inhabits is darker than she ever imagined. In a society built on power, lies, and blood oaths, she must either play their game, or lose everything all over again. Can she unmask the truth before it consumes her... or will she become the next casualty behind the mask?
View MoreZara’s POVOne year later…The sun rose over Los Angeles, spilling molten gold across the skyline. I stood on the balcony, my robe loosely tied, the city’s morning breeze teasing my skin and tangling my hair.Sterling came up behind me, his warmth pressing against my back, his hands tracing the outline of my arms before resting firmly at my waist.“You always wake before the sun,” he murmured against my neck, his voice rough with sleep.“Maybe I’m afraid it’ll rise without me,” I whispered, leaning back into him.He turned me slowly, eyes drinking me in as if I were the sunrise itself. His fingers slipped beneath the silk, finding the warmth of my skin.“It wouldn’t dare,” he said, before his lips found mine.The robe fell soundlessly to the floor. His hands followed every curve, every scar, every proof that I survived. When he lifted me, my legs instinctively wrapped around him, laughter tangled with breathless gasps as he carried me inside.It’s been over six months since we moved t
Zara’s POVI don’t know where I am. Everything feels weightless, like I’m suspended somewhere between sleep and silence. Floating.“Zara, please… come back to me.” Sterling's voice broke through the fog, raw and trembling.“Sterling?” I breathe into the darkness, though I can’t see him.“I love you,” he said again, his voice cracking. “Now and always.”A warmth spreads through me, pulling at something deep inside my chest. Maybe I’m dreaming. Maybe this is what dying feels like, hearing the voice of the person you love most.But then, there’s a tug. A sudden, sharp pull that drags me out of the dark.My eyes flutter open, and I wince as a blinding white light floods my vision. Beeping sounds filled the room, voices rushed back in, muffled at first, like echoes underwater. A hand touches my wrist, another brushes my cheek.“She’s awake!” someone gasped.A woman leaned over me, her face resolving into the doctor’s. She exhaled shakily, eyes glistening.“It’s a miracle… with the amount o
Sterling’s POVThe muted hum of the news filled the room, my eyes half-focused on the screen when a sharp, insistent beeping sliced through the calm. The security alarm.I leaned forward, checking the laptop feed, a sleek black car idled at the gate. My heart kicked when I recognized it. Aria’s car.My hand hit the access button, and the gate swung open. But when the car stopped, the door opened, and it wasn’t her.A man in a dark driver’s uniform stepped out, face blank, posture stiff.“My boss asked me to deliver this,” he said, holding out a small parcel.The hope drained out of me. I took the box anyway. “Thanks,” I muttered, shutting the door before the ache could crawl further up my throat.Inside, I placed the box on the table and opened it. An iPad. The same one I’d given her. My pulse slowed, then quickened again when I saw the folded note beside it.> Play the recording on the burner phone.There it was, a small, cheap burner tucked under the iPad. I picked it up, and presse
Zara's POV Everything held its breath for a few slow seconds while Mr. Everhart laughed.“I’m not joking,” I said.Everhart’s cold smile widened. “Aria, have you been taking drugs?” he taunted, as if watching me unravel would be the evening’s entertainment.“No, Everhart.” I spat the words. “I’m Zara. Devereux’s daughter.” He shook his head, amused by my insistence. “I don’t have time for this…”“Why is it so hard for you to understand?” I pressed. “Aria, is someone blackmailing you? Is someone pulling your strings so you’ll throw yourself into this madness to save that wretched woman?” His voice curled with contempt.I pinched the bridge of my nose, and exhaled. “I am Zara. How are you not seeing that? Since the accident one year ago, I’ve been the one here” I went ahead to tell him tiny details, like mother's name. The area we lived in Russia, the restaurant I built.A silence followed. “She's loosing her mind, get her.”Two security men moved in, to hold me. I twisted the first






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