ANMELDENMiriam’s pov“So I was just a tool.”The words barely left my lips before a broken laugh escaped me.I stared at the engagement post again, my vision blurring slightly as Mark’s smiling face filled the screen.Looking so happy and in love. Like I had never existed.My chest tightened painfully.“You bastard.” I whispered.The phone slipped from my fingers onto the couch beside me.For a long moment, I just sat there staring ahead blankly, trying to process everything.The dinners. The late-night calls. The promises. Every single thing was fake.And the worst part was that I believed him.A bitter laugh escaped my lips again as I rubbed both hands over my face.“Susan was right,” I muttered quietly.I should have known better.The signs were always there.The secrecy. The manipulation. The way he only came around when he needed something. But yet, I still stayed.Because somewhere deep down, I convinced myself there was a future waiting for me at the end of all this madness.I closed m
Kiara’s povI stood outside Leo’s office for a few seconds before going in.Through the glass, I could see him sitting behind his desk, completely still. One hand rested against his forehead while the other held his phone loosely.But it was the devastating look on his face that made my chest tighten.My fingers tightened slightly around the handle before I finally pushed the door open and stepped inside quietly.“Leo?”He didn’t answer immediately.His eyes lifted slowly to mine, and the look there made my stomach twist again.“What happened?” I asked softly as I closed the door behind me.For a second, he just stared at me like he didn’t even know where to begin.Then he leaned back slowly in his chair and let out a dry, exhausted laugh.“We were right,” he said finally.My brows pulled together immediately.“Right about what?”He looked away briefly before looking back at me again.“It’s Mark.”Silence.The words settled heavily between us.“What?” I whispered.He nodded once, his
Leo’s pov“You need to look at this carefully.”I frowned slightly as I adjusted the phone against my ear, stepping away from the noise of the office. Staff voices faded behind me as I moved into my office.“I am looking at it,” I replied. “You said you found something, so just say it clearly.”There was a brief pause on the other end.“It’s bigger than I thought.”My brows pulled together immediately. That didn’t sound good.“Bigger how?” I asked, my tone tightening.Another pause followed, longer this time. Like he was carefully deciding how to say it.“I don’t think Mark just happened to be around you, Leo.”My jaw tightened instantly.“What are you implying?”“I’m not implying anything,” he replied calmly. “I’m telling you there’s a pattern, connections that looks shady.”I leaned against the wall, slipping my free hand into my pocket.“Talk to me clearly.”A soft exhale came through the line.“He’s been in contact with people you’ve had problems with before quietly.”My grip tigh
Miriam’s povI sat on the couch, scrolling lazily through my phone, half-interested in whatever nonsense filled my screen. Random social media videos, people living their fake perfect lives.I scoffed under my breath. Fake life here and there.I shifted slightly, stretching my legs across the couch, trying to ignore the faint uneasiness sitting in my chest.It had been a few days of no calls, no pressure, no threats. It seems everything has gone back to normal.But I wasn’t going to think about that too much. I have money now. More than enough to keep me comfortable for a while. That was what mattered. Right?My finger paused mid-scroll. A familiar name that popped up got my attention.My brows furrowed slightly. Wait, is that Mark? I clicked on it without thinking.The post loaded and for a second, I didn’t understand what I was looking at. Everywhere went blur.It was a picture of a setting that screamed luxury. Right in the center was Mark, and standing beside was a woman I also re
Mark’s pov The restaurant was a private one. The kind of place where important people came to discuss and that was exactly why I chose it. Soft jazz played faintly in the background as I adjusted the sleeve of my suit and walked toward the reserved section at the far end of the restaurant. The man waiting there checked his wristwatch the moment he saw me approaching. Then he scoffed lightly. “You’re late.” I pulled out the chair opposite him calmly and sat down like I had all the time in the world. “Am I?” I asked smoothly. He stared at me for a second before shaking his head. “Not really,” he admitted. “You’re exactly on time. You just enjoy making people wait.” That earned him a faint smirk from me. “Perception matters,” I replied calmly as I loosened the cuff of my wristwatch slightly. “People respect what they can’t predict.” The waiter stepped forward almost immediately. “Your usual, sir?” I gave a small nod. “Of course.” The waiter bowed and left.
Kiara's pov “Kiara?”I blinked.The room came back into focus slowly—the long glass table, the projector screen, the expectant faces turned toward me.“Sorry?” I said, sitting up straighter.Mr. Walter frowned slightly. “I asked what you think about the revised layout for the Westbridge project.”“Oh—right,” I said quickly, flipping through the pages in front of me like I hadn’t just completely zoned out. My eyes scanned the design.“It’s… it's good,” I started, then paused, forcing myself to actually focus. “But it lacks personality.”That got their attention.Mr. Walter leaned back slightly. “Go on.”I pointed at the layout.“It feels like something we’ve already done before,” I said. “There’s no identity. No statement piece. If we want this project to stand out, we need something bold. Something that makes people walk in and remember it.”Silence.Then a slow nod. “I agree,” he said. “What do you suggest?”I opened my mouth,then stopped. Because for a split second, my mind drifted
Leo’s POVNo woman has ever made me feel the way Kiara does. This is what I've been missing all these years because of my own stupidity. The memory of our sex last time after five years was so fresh in my head. Replaying itself over and over like a punishment I deserve.The way her pussy held my c
Kiara's POVIt felt so weird sitting across from Leo, having breakfast like we were just two old time lovers catching up. But we are not. Not anymore. He was my ex-husband, the father of my child he never knew about, and currently married to the woman who has done everything to ruin me. My own step
Kiara’s POV“Why are you looking so worked up?” I heard a voice behind me and stuttered.“Oh hey.” I turned around to meet Alex standing by the door, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the door knob. “Didn’t hear the door open.”“That’s because you were in deep thoughts,” he said, walking i
Kiara’s POVThe restaurant Evergreen’s CEO chose was the definition of luxury, dimmed chandeliers, soft music echoing through the air, and waiters dressed like they’d stepped out of a Vogue editorial. It was the kind of place where deals were sealed.I arrived before Leo. As usual, though I like be







