LOGINEli's PovI knew she knew, not from anything she said directly. Celeste was too smart for that. But the questions were getting sharper. More specific. The way she looked at my hands, at both our hands, wasn't casual observation anymore.She was cataloging differences and waiting to see what we'd do when she had enough proof.I found Nico in his office at midnight. He was still working. Always working."We have a problem," I said."Just one? That's progress.""Celeste knows. Or she's close enough that the difference doesn't matter."He looked up. "How close?""She asked me today if I ever wanted something that was just mine. Not shared. Not negotiated. Very specific language.""Could be a general question. About the marriage.""It wasn't general. She was testing me. Seeing if I'd confirm what she's already figured out."Nico set down his pen. "What did you say?""That I want things I can't have. That taking them would hurt someone I care about.""That's vague enough to be safe.""Or sp
Celeste's Pov I started paying attention to hands, not intentionally at first. But once I knew there were two of them, I needed a way to tell them apart that didn't rely on mood or tone or the way they made coffee.The scar was the obvious tell. Thin line on the left hand between thumb and index finger. I'd seen it twice. Both times in the evening. Both times on a man who moved easier, talked softer, laughed like it didn't cost him something.Eli had the scar. Nico didn't.So when the man who came down to breakfast Thursday morning poured coffee with scarred hands, I knew."Sleep better?" Eli asked."Some." I accepted the cup. Watched him move around the kitchen like he lived there. Which he did. Just not publicly."You've been quiet lately.""I have things on my mind.""Anything I can help with?"I almost laughed. He was asking if he could help with the problem of him existing."Not yet. But I'll let you know."He nodded and sat across from me. Drank his coffee and didn't push for m
Celeste's Pov I sat.Iris stayed standing. "Before I show you this," she said, "I need you to understand something. What's in here isn't mine to give. I'm breaking protocols that have kept this family intact for fifteen years.""Then why are you showing me?""Because you already know. Or you're close enough that lying will make things worse." She paused. "And because I'm tired of watching what happens when women in this house don't have information.""Women like who?""Like Lena. Like you. Like every person who married into this family thinking they understood the terms."She opened the folder, pulled out a photo and placed it face-up on the desk.Two boys. Maybe eight years old. Identical. Standing on either side of a woman I recognized immediately as a younger Lena Voss."Nico and Eli," Iris said. "Twins. Born four minutes apart. Raised as one person from the time they were twelve."I stared at the photo. At the two faces that would become the one face I'd been cataloging inconsis
Celeste's Pov I watched the light for twenty minutes before I made a decision, not the corridor this time. Not standing at a gap in a door listening to half a conversation. I wanted to see clearly and I wanted to do it without being caught which meant I needed a reason to be moving through the house at ten thirty at night that wasn't suspicious.I went to the kitchen. If anyone stopped me I was getting water. Simple.Nobody stopped me.The kitchen was empty and dark and I moved through it to the window that faced the back structure. From this angle I could see the entrance. The door was closed but the light was coming through the side window in a way that meant whoever was inside was toward the back of the room not the front.Then the door opened.A man stepped out. Tall. Same build as Nico. He pulled the door shut behind him and stood in the dark for a moment doing something with his phone. The outside light caught his face for exactly three seconds before he turned and walked in th
Celeste's Pov There were exactly two options. Lie or tell the truth. Lying to Nico Voss in his own house on a matter he could verify in under an hour seemed like a fast way to lose the small ground I had gained. So I told the truth."He's someone I knew before all of this," I said. "We were involved. It ended."Nico held my gaze for a moment that felt longer than it was. "How long ago.""Two years.""And he's at my gate.""I didn't invite him."He set the paper down fully. "I know you didn't." He looked at Iris. "Send him away.""Wait." I stood up. "I want to know why he's here first.""That's not—""You said decisions that affect me come with information." I kept my voice level. "Dominic showing up here affects me. I want sixty seconds with him at the gate. In view of your men. And then he leaves."Nico looked at me for a long moment. The kind of look that was doing calculations I couldn't see."At the gate," he said. "Twenty minutes. One of my men stands with you."I nodded and lef
Celeste's Pov He was in the east wing office when Iris brought me to him. Not the main office he used in the mornings. The other one, the one I had only seen the door of. She knocked once and left before he answered which told me she already knew he would.He was standing at the window when I walked in. I noticed his posture was different. Looser. The version of him I had seen in the kitchen that third morning, not the one at the dinner table."Sit down," he said.I sat.He turned around and looked at me for a moment before he moved to the chair across from mine. No desk between us this time. That was different too."I want to talk about the heir clause," he said.I kept my face still. "Alright.""The thirty day window is a formality. I'm not going to hold you to a timeline." He paused. "But I need you to understand that the clause itself is not negotiable. It's the foundation of this arrangement.""I understand that.""Do you have concerns."I almost laughed. "I have several.""Tell







