FAZER LOGINIsabel Mays has spent her whole life being the daughter nobody mentioned, the girl they hid behind closed doors while her sister wore the gold and her mother wore the smiles. She survived by being brilliant in silence, building a cure for epilepsy inside a hospital that felt more like home than anywhere her family ever lived. Then Aiden Black walked into her lab at two in the morning and changed everything. He his Cold, commanding, and dangerous in the way only a man with nothing left to lose can be. He didn't ask for her help, he told her she was going to give it. His brother was dying, and Isabel was the only person alive who could save him. She said yes for all the wrong reasons and climbed into his car before she could talk herself out of it. She had no idea she had just walked into the middle of a war, because Aiden Black didn't just want her cure. He wanted to destroy her biological father, the same man whose blood runs through her veins, the same man whose secrets buried her mother, silenced her past and put a target on her back long before she ever knew his name, and the worst part? Aiden knew exactly who she was before he ever set foot in that lab. Two people with one revenge, and a love neither of them planned for, built on top of the most beautiful lies either of them has ever told. The question is not whether they will fall. The question is what will be left standing when the truth finally hits the ground.
Ver maisISABEL MAYSThe car felt too quiet, not a peaceful one but a heavy kind. The kind that sat on your chest and made it hard to breathe.I stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past. My hands were folded tightly on my lap, but I could still feel the tension crawling through me.“You could at least say something,” I muttered.Aiden didn’t look at me. His hands stayed firm on the steering wheel. “I don’t see the need.”I scoffed. “Of course you don’t. You never see the need to explain anything, do you?”Still nothing.I turned to him, irritation rising. “You dragged me out of my workplace like I didn’t have a choice. The least you can do is tell me where we’re going.”“My house,” he said simply.“That’s not an explanation.”“It’s enough.”I let out a short laugh, shaking my head. “You’re unbelievable.”“And you talk too much.”I froze for a second, then turned fully toward him. “Excuse me?”“You heard me,” he said calmly. “If you spent less time arguing and more time focusi
ISABEL MAYSI didn’t notice the time passing. The lab was quiet, machines humming softly, monitors blinking in rhythm with my heartbeat. I adjusted the sample under the microscope, careful not to disturb anything. Three years of work had led me here, to the point where I finally felt I could make a difference.“Isabel, you’ve got a visitor,” one of the lab assistants said, peeking in. “Someone… important. He says it’s urgent.”I frowned. “Important how? Is it a donor? A collaborator? What kind of visitor would come by at 2am?”The assistant hesitated. “He…he didn’t give a name. Just said it’s about your research. He seemed..very serious.” Serious was an understatement. I had learned over the years that “serious” usually meant trouble. But I shrugged it off. “Fine. Send him in.” The door opened and he stepped in. He was tall, dark, broad shouldered. Everything about him screamed power. His eyes, a sharp gray, scanned the room, landing on me with the weight of someone used to gettin
AIDEN BLACK“Why isn’t he waking up?” I barked, slamming my hand against the bedside table.The doctor flinched. “Sir… we’ve tried everything. His vitals are stable, but…”I didn’t let him finish. I walked to the window, fists clenched. The city lights blurred into streaks as I stared out. I should have been used to this by now. I wasn’t. Not after the first time. Not after losing my sister three years ago.“Three years, and still nothing,” I muttered to myself, teeth grinding. My brother’s cough echoed in my memory, faint but unmistakable. Every moment of helplessness burned me again.“Sir, please…” another voice interrupted. One of my men, Marcus, I think. He’s been with me for a long time. “You need to rest. If you don’t…”“I don’t need to rest,” I snapped, turning on him. “I need a cure. A solution. I need someone who can save him before it’s too late.”He didn’t answer. He never did. Not when I was like this or when I was planning my next move.The problem wasn’t the illness itse
ISABEL MAYSThe house was so noisy and full of music from the loudspeakers. I sat on my bed, legs crossed, staring at the ceiling. The music from downstairs pulsed through the floorboards, but it felt distant, like it belonged to another world. My trousers lay folded beside me. I didn’t care anymore.I thought about work…my real world. The hospital, the lab, the countless nights spent figuring out something no one else thought possible. I had found a cure for Epilepsy. I had been called into meetings, conferences, and interviews… all up and down the city. People congratulated me, sent messages of gratitude, and praised my name. There, I mattered. I could make a difference, but not in this house or with my family. The door creaked. I peeked through, expecting the party to be in full swing. Guests were arriving. Polite greetings. Handshakes. Laughs. Some smiles, some whispers. I caught snippets as I passed the hall, ragged, poor, unworthy…their voices like ice crawling across my ski


















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