LOGIN"I thought the worst thing my father could tell me was that Victor Arc had returned. I was wrong. The worst thing was that I was going to marry him". Once, Alice Smith and Victor Arc were inseparable, then Evans....three friends bound by childhood, loyalty, and a love that was never spoken aloud. But one night of fire, betrayal, and blood destroyed everything. Victor lost his parents. Alice lost a figment of her memory. And the only thing left between them was suspicion. Years later, Victor is no longer the boy she loved. He is ruthless, feared, and deeply broken....a man shaped by violence, ruling in the shadows of the mafia world. Haunted by the memory of seeing Alice near his gate the night his life burned down, he carries a love he doesn’t trust and a hatred he can’t silence. Alice, scarred by her forgotten memories is forced into a marriage meant to reunite two families who now share nothing but ashes and secrets. But the truth about that night is far more dangerous than either of them knows. A kidnapping. A land dispute that started it all. A conspiracy that forced her uncle into a crime he never wanted. Hidden evidence. A secret heir. And enemies who are not finished yet. As the past begins to unravel, Victor and Alice must decide whether their marriage will be the final weapon in a long war… or the only thing strong enough to end it. Because love may have survived the fire. But the truth might destroy them both.
View MoreVictor's POVNow that I think about it, Mr. Peter is probably looking for me by now. After all, I disappeared from the hospital without saying a word. I doubt he'll be able to find me anytime soon, so I need to act before he does.He could be the key to learning more about the Russian mafia. If I want revenge for everything they did to me, I need information, not emotions.First, I need to know exactly what resources I have at my disposal. How many men are working for me? What are their strengths? Their weaknesses? Who can I trust? I need to know everything.Just then, Mr. Steven walks into the living room. He clears his throat before speaking."Sir, I noticed you didn't have a phone, so I got one for you. I've already saved my number in it, so you can reach me anytime."He hands me the phone."Thank you, Mr. Steven," I say with a nod. "I like that you pay attention to the little things.""It's my pleasure to serve you, sir," he replies respectfully."Good. Now I need you to
Alice's POVLet's check out this address and find out if Uncle is really there, I thought.Maybe I was wrong about the Russian Mafia being involved in my uncle's disappearance. Maybe I was connecting dots that didn't belong together. The possibility lingered in my mind as I stared out the window.Then another thought struck me.Why go alone? Why not ask Evans to come with you?"Evans..." I muttered under my breath as I reached for my phone.I dialed his number.It rang for a while before going to voicemail.I frowned."Where is he?"I tried again.Voicemail.Again.Voicemail.After several attempts, I finally lowered the phone and sighed in frustration.Where is he? And why isn't he with his phone?Since I couldn't reach him, there wasn't much else I could do."I'll just go on my own," I whispered to myself. "Hopefully he'll call me back before I get there."Turning to the cab driver, I handed him the address."Please take me here."The driver glanced at it before
Victor's POVI remember that Mr. Peter is still waiting for me outside, so reading the letter in the open is out of the question. Clutching the envelope tightly, I change direction and head for the restroom instead.Once inside, I quickly check each stall to make sure no one is there. Satisfied that I'm alone, I lock myself in one of the stalls and pull the envelope from my pocket. My fingers tremble slightly as I remove the folded paper inside.The letter is addressed to me.My heart pounds as I begin to read.Grandpa had left instructions specifically for me. With every line, my eyes widen in disbelief. He had left his entire empire in my care. Everything belonged to me now, provided I contacted his lawyer. He also included the number of his personal assistant and instructed me to reach out to him immediately.By the time I finish reading, a fresh wave of grief crashes into me.I lower the letter and close my eyes, swallowing hard as memories of Grandpa flood my mind. Even in
Alice POVThe living room is in complete disarray.The sofas are overturned, their cushions scattered across the floor. Every shelf that once held beautiful flowers has been destroyed, leaving broken vases and crushed petals everywhere. The family photographs that used to hang proudly on the walls now lie shattered on the floor, their frames broken beyond repair.My heart begins to pound.What happened here?"Mary!" I shout, calling one of the house workers.No answer.Only the sound of my own voice echoes through the silent house."Gabriel!" I call again, stepping carefully through the wreckage. "Gabriel!"Still nothing.A chill runs down my spine.Where is everyone?As I move deeper into the house, I notice that every room has been ransacked. Drawers have been pulled out, cabinets left hanging open, and belongings are scattered everywhere. It looks as if a storm had swept through the mansion.They were looking for something.Immediately, my thoughts go to the document.
Alice’s POV“You are getting married to Victor Arc soon.”My father’s voice was calm.....too calm for the storm those words unleashed inside me.For a moment, I just stared at him.My lips parted, but nothing came out.My heart slammed hard against my ribs like it wanted to escape.“W-what?
Alice’s POVI was halfway through reviewing a contract when my office door burst open, slamming against the wall.I flinched, my pen slipping from my fingers.“Alice Smith,” a sharp female voice rang out, dripping with mock amusement. “You really do have some guts.”A tall blonde woman strode
Victor’s POV“Her inheritance? What for?” he asked, his brows knitting together as he leaned back in his chair.I didn’t answer immediately. I let the silence stretch just long enough to make him curious. My fingers tapped once against the armrest before I spoke.“As her husband-to-be, I need
Alice’s POVIt had been four days since Dad dropped the bombshell about my marriage to Victor.Four days… and the words still didn’t feel real.I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, twisting the edge of my bedsheet between my fingers. In just one month, I would be twenty-five. Normally, my b
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