FAZER LOGINJosie’s POVWe stepped back into the bright lights of the ballroom like we had never left.The music was still playing but the whole room had gone quiet. Every head turned. Every mask tilted our way.My gown was stained dark with Julian’s blood along one side but I didn’t try to hide it. I walked beside Alexander with my chin high and my hand in his. No one whispered now. They just stared.Alexander’s cuff had a smear of red on it from where he had touched Julian’s face. He pulled a crisp white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it away slow and calm like he was brushing lint off his sleeve. The blood came off clean. He folded the handkerchief and slipped it back inside his jacket without looking at anyone else.He turned to me then his eyes soft in a way only I ever got to see. “Are you satisfied Josie?”I looked up at him at the man who had waited twenty years in the shadows just to stand here with me now. My chest felt full and light all at once. I laced my fingers tighter wit
Josie’s POVExcusing myself,I went back there and stepped over the broken decanter and followed them out into the hallway. My gown dragged a little across the marble but I didn’t care about the blood on the silk or the way my heel had left a dent in his foot. I just kept walking right behind them as they dragged him toward the service exit at the back of the building.Julian’s head moved to the side and his eyes found mine. They were wet and wild and full of the same self-pity he had always hidden behind charm. “Josie….....please you can’t let them do this..… I’m still your husband...…”I didn’t answer. I just kept pace with the men until we reached the service door. The night air rushed in when they shoved it open. Outside two police cars waited with lights flashing red and blue across the alley wall. Reporters had already gathered beyond the barricade, cameras flashed the second the door cracked open, someone shouted my name, then another, the media had been tipped off just like
Josie’s POVJulian’s hand shot out and closed around my wrist hard enough to bruise. He yanked me off the balcony and into the shadows before I could even draw a breath. My heels scraped across the marble as he dragged me down a side hallway and shoved open the heavy doors to the darkened library. The doors slammed shut behind us with a heavy sound that cut off the music and the laughter from the ballroom. The only light came from a single lamp on a side table casting long shadows across the bookshelves.He ripped the black mask off his face and threw it on the floor. The scars from the boiling water and cleaner were still there ugly and blotchy under the low light. His eyes were wild and his breathing came fast like he had run the whole way here.“You think you can just throw me away like I’m nothing?” he screamed. “You belong to me Josie. You always have, never you forget that I made you and gave you everything, you ran to my uncle like some cheap whore. After everything I did for y
Josie’s POVThe orchestra played something nice and pleasing. Couples moved around us in a swirl of silk and masks but I stayed pressed close to Alexander feeling the solid warmth of his hand on my waist.We had only danced a few steps when a group of investors closed in. Three older men in crisp tuxedos with greedy eyes and quick smiles. One of them clapped Alexander on the shoulder and started talking about shipping lanes and the Langford collapse. Alexander’s jaw tightened for half a second, he glanced at me like he didn’t want to leave but I gave him a small nod.“Go” I whispered against his ear. “I’ll be right here.”He kissed my cheeks quick and hard then let them pull him toward the bar. I watched his back disappear into the crowd and felt the space around me open up. The music kept playing. I moved toward the edge of the room near the tall balcony doors where the air felt cooler due to the ac angles. My heels clicked quiet on the marble and the diamonds at my throat caugh
Josie’s povWe stayed on the couch until the sun dipped low and the city lights started to flicker one by one. Lily had fallen asleep between us with her latest drawing still clutched in her small hand. Alexander carried her upstairs while I cleaned up the last traces of ash from the terrace. When he came back down he pulled me into his arms without a word and we stood there for a long time just holding each other, just the steady beat of his heart against my cheek and the quiet promise that tomorrow would be ours to shape.The next morning the Hart Foundation Gala invitation landed on my desk like it had been waiting for the perfect moment. The annual closing event of the season. Black tie, masks optional but everyone knew what it really was. A final chance for the old families to show off and whisper about who still held power, this year the whispers would be about us.I read the gold-embossed card twice then looked across the office at Alexander. He was already watching me with
Josie’s POVA week later a letter came in.It arrived in a plain white envelope with no return address just a prison stamp smudged in the corner. I knew who it was from the second the security guy handed it to me at the door, my stomach twisted but I didn’t throw it away. I carried it inside and found Alexander in the living room pouring coffee. Lily was at school so the penthouse felt quiet and ours again.He saw the envelope in my hand and his jaw tightened. “From him?”I nodded. “Smuggled out somehow. Probably paid one of the guards.”Alexander set the coffee down and pulled me onto his lap right there on the couch. His arms came around me solid and warm like he could shield me from the words before I even read them. I leaned back against his chest and tore the envelope open. The paper was cheap and thin but the handwriting was the same arrogant scrawl I used to know by heart.I started reading out loud my voice steady at first.“Josie, You think you won. You think locking me awa







