ALEX “Alex, put Athena on the phone. I need to confirm what she wants for her graduation.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, the muscles in my jaw ticking as I lean back against the couch. Just hearing her name is making my blood boil. She didn't listen to me, went with a dress that would put her ass on display with a slight bend, and now I have to play the perfect husband who says good things about his wife. This marriage is starting to feel like torture. I would divorce her tomorrow, but Nana is not stable, and the last thing I want is to trigger her heart attack. “She’s not here,” I respond flatly. “Don't use that tone on me, young man!” Mum snaps, and I sigh.“I'm sorry.” I sigh, running my hand through my hair.“Is everything okay? You know you can always speak to me, right?” Her voice is full of concern.“Just work stress, mum. I'm okay. As for the gift, isn't it supposed to be a surprise?” I soften my voice, hoping we can change the subject. “Why do you need her opinion i
ALEX The world stops. The music fades. The flashing lights blur into nothing. Mira’s words echo in my skull like a gunshot. She drowned, Alex. No. No, she didn’t. How could she? Did she throw herself in the pool when I left? Was it because she was so drunk that she fell? Or did she do it to spite me? Honestly, my mind is spinning so much that I can't think straight. To make it worse, a memory from earlier hits me like a wave,The stretcher from earlier,The flash of a white sheet stained with water, clinging to a limp figure. I move without thinking, shoving past bodies, my pulse hammering so hard it’s all I can hear. Athena. I don’t even remember reaching the paramedics, but suddenly I’m there — grabbing the arm of a man in uniform, my voice a raw snarl. “Is she alive?” “Sir, please stand back—” “IS SHE ALIVE?” The other paramedic’s eyes shift toward the ambulance doors, just as they slam shut. “No,” I breathe, panic strangling me. “No. Open the damn do
Alex“She's alive.” The nurse responds and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. “Can I see her?” I ask immediately, not wanting to waste another second. A part of me feels like I'm being pranked and can't really be relieved unless I see and touch her. “Yes, but first I suggest you speak to the doctor.” The nurse responds and I nod. “Where is the doctor?” My voice is barely steady, impatient. I don’t have time for formalities.The nurse motions toward a hallway. “Dr. Patel is in his office. Down the hall, third door on the right.”I’m already moving before she finishes speaking. My legs feel heavy, my pulse still hammering, but I push forward.When I reach it, the door is slightly ajar, so I don’t bother knocking. I push it open, stepping inside. The doctor looks up from a file, his eyes widening behind his glasses.“Mr. King, why are you here personally? Did something happen?” He stands from his seat. I don't even know the man and he already knows me. Sometimes, I detes
ATHENAMy chest aches. I can’t breathe. Everything feels wrong. Too loud. Too bright. I blink, and the world feels… foreign. Unfamiliar. My head spins, like I’m coming back from somewhere far away, somewhere cold, and the weight of the air is too thick. I try to move, but my body doesn’t respond. It’s like I’m trapped under something, unable to get out. The feeling of drowning is still in my throat, in my lungs, like I never really came up for air. Am I dead?I try to focus, to make sense of what’s around me. The loud beeping sound of the machine and a deep voice that keeps calling me pulls me back. But the weight in my chest, it's not just the air. It's the memory. The bubbles, lack of oxygen, and the pain I felt from my nose go all the way to my chest. I don’t know where I am. I don’t know how I got here. My heart races, and I try to breathe, but the air feels like it’s suffocating me. I gasp, my body jerking with panic, desperate for a full breath. I feel lik
ATHENAThe man,no, the stranger doesn’t answer me right away. His jaw tightens, the flicker of something dark passing through his green eyes before he masks his expression into something unreadable. Just how much have I forgotten?I watch him as I wait for him to say something, but he just watches me, and I move back even further, pulling the blanket to my chest as we remain in silence. I shift uncomfortably, my body still aching, my mind swimming through thick fog. The beeping of the machines around me fills the air, but my ears focus on the sound of my own breathing—shaky, uneven. Afraid.He knows me. But I don’t know him. And that terrifies me more than the memory of drowning. His grip on my arm is firm but careful, like he’s afraid I’ll shatter. I don’t understand why. “You were in an accident,” he finally says, his voice deep and low. “You nearly drowned.” From how my body feels, it doesn't feel anywhere near what he's saying, but I don't tell him that. I just pr
ATHENA“How long have we been married?” I ask as Alex opens the door. “Three years.” He responds.His voice is distant but his touch is gentle and it makes me wonder what type of marriage we've had. It's been a week since I've been in the hospital and I got sick of it. I wanted to come home, but I didn't know where my home was when Ariana, who happens to be my mother-in-law, told me she's my family. If it was up to her, I would have moved into their house before moving back with Alex and it made me realize immediately that his family is warm and they seem to like me. Although, from how awkward it's been, I couldn't help but wonder if there is love between us. “Oh my God!” The gasp leaves my mouth as I drink in the view. I knew it was a beautiful house just from the view on our way here, but I wasn't so sure, but now I am.“You like it?” His deep voice reaches my ear and I jump about to turn when I lose my balance but he holds me before my ass can kiss the floor.“Careful.”ThumpT
ATHENAMy heart pounds too fast, too loud. The room feels smaller, the air thick. The sound of rushing fills my ears, deafening, drowning out every other noise. I squeeze my eyes shut, but the feeling doesn’t go away. I can’t move. I can’t think. I can’t…. Stand. “Breathe.” The deep voice cuts through the panic, anchoring me for a fleeting second. Then, warm hands grip my arms, steady but firm. I flinch, my entire body trembling. “Athena, please breathe.” The command is laced with a plea. I shake my head, gasping, clawing at my chest like I can force air back into my lungs. Tears prick my eyes as I try to focus my vision. “I..t….it's hard, Alex.” I croak out. His hands tighten around me, pulling me against him. “Look at me.” I can’t. The air is too thick, too heavy. The water is still there. Watching. Waiting. Wanting to swallow me whole once again. “Damn it, Athena.” His grip shifts, his palm pressing against the side of my face, forcing me to turn toward
ATHENA “I really don’t want to be here.” I protest. Alex doesn’t even glance at me as he adjusts his cufflinks, his green eyes scanning the racetrack. “It’s just for two hours. We’ll go home soon. I couldn’t reschedule this.” I cross my arms, shifting uncomfortably in the wooden seat. The air is thick with the scent of freshly cut grass, leather, and expensive cologne. The cheers of the crowd rise and fall as another race begins, hooves pounding against the dirt track like a drumbeat. I couldn’t care less. The only thing I want is to go home. Alex, however, sits perfectly composed beside me, looking every bit the powerful billionaire he is. I must say I did wonder how an orphan girl like me landed auch a man, but I've been too scared to ask. We have a dinner coming up where I'm supposed to meet his grandmother, and I'm a nerve wreck. It's been a week since that incident, and even though I've been wanting to get some sun, this wasn't how I envisioned it. “You could’ve l
ALEX We’re almost to the car park.The echo of our footsteps fills the concrete silence, tension hanging thick in the air. Athena is quiet beside me, her hands in the pockets of her coat.Mum hasn't said a word since the session ended. We have more than enough to have Leah locked up for life. But I won't stop there. Her family will lose everything. I'll make sure of it.“Athena, go on ahead sweetie.”Mum’s voice cuts through my thoughts as she halts her steps. I freeze.Athena glances between us, sensing the shift, but doesn’t argue. She nods and walks ahead toward the car, her coat swaying around her ankles.The moment she’s out of earshot, Mum grabs my arm, not hard, but firm. Her short nails digging slightly into my sleeve. I look down into her eyes.And I know.She's hurt.And it breaks my heart.But I had no choice, I had to keep it from her to protect her. I'll admit, at the beginning, I did it to punish them for how neglected I felt. I hoped I would drop dead one day, and t
ALEX Everyone knows who Ariana King is. A ruthless lawyer. She knows no bounds and fears no one. My father shields her like a prized jewel. He’d kill for her, and she’d defend him in court without blinking. A dangerous, unshakable bond forged in a union. You get the point.So you can understand why Leah’s face drains of all color. Her eyes dart to the door, the walls, the floor, anywhere but at her. But it’s pointless.There is no way out, and she knows it.She doesn't even protest. I would’ve paid off her lawyer, made sure he didn't do anything funny behind the scenes… But watching Leah sink into hopelessness, realizing she has no leverage left, no allies left?That satisfaction? Pure.“This was genius,” Athena whispers beside me.I glance down at her, the fire in her eyes matching the storm I feel inside.“We’re just getting started.”The detective clears his throat as he sits up straight.He flips open his notepad and starts the recording again.“Leah Woods. Do you underst
ALEX “Alex… I…can't ..mmmffffff ”I tighten my grip.I'm so fucking angry, I can feel the blood boiling in my veins like acid. My pulse is pounding in my ears, drowning out everything and painting everything red.Her nails dig into my wrist, but it’s useless. I don’t loosen my grip.She kicks harder now, making strangled sounds like a dying animal. Her eyes are wild, mascara running down her face as the panic sets in. I lean in close, my lips by her ear."Did you think you were going to walk away clean? Surely you can't be that delusional or are you?"She shakes her head, or tries to.Her hands slap weakly at my chest."If I have to ask you one more fucking time to confess what you did, I'll shred you to pieces.”I drop her.She crumples like a ragdoll, coughing and gasping, her hand flying to her neck.She looks up at me through smeared makeup and horror-stricken eyes.“You…” she wheezes, her voice broken. “You could’ve loved me…”“You should’ve chosen me!” she screams suddenly, pou
ALEX“Report,” I say to Ryan as I step into the Detention center where Leah is being held as she waits for trial which is the day after tomorrow.Ryan falls into step with me as we walk, and he responds. “She hasn’t said a word. She keeps pleading the Fifth. Detectives can’t get anything out of her. She’s been stonewalling since the moment she was brought in.”I stop walking and turn to face him slowly, my eyes narrowing.“What?”Ryan stiffens, swallowing hard. He looks like he’s seen a damn ghost.I stare at him, my jaw clenched so hard I’m shocked my teeth are not falling off.“Ryan,” I say with deadly calm, “you have ten seconds to explain what the hell you’re talking about.”He flinches slightly, but then his eyes meet mine, “It seems she has someone backing her. Otherwise, why would she be so confident and arrogant with all this evidence against her?”I breathe in through my nose, slowly, carefully. Hoping it will calm me down.It doesn’t. It fucking makes me see red.“She asked
ATHENA“Dr. Athena!” A sweet, small voice calls as the door swings open.Rayen rushes in, a whirlwind of tiny footsteps and excitement, and jumps into my arms before I can even react.I catch him with a soft oof, my arms instinctively wrapping around his tiny frame.His warmth, his smell, his messy curls pressed against my cheek, and it all hits me like a punch to the chest.God, I missed him.It’s only been a week since our last play date, but it felt like eternity. Like some sort of cruel punishment. I had to stay in the shadows to set the trap for Leah, but every second away from him, knowing he was my son, tortured me.I can’t believe this little angel who giggles in his sleep and asks me if clouds cry when it rains is actually mine.The one who slowly took my heart for himself with no plans of returning it back to me.My little prince.“I made you a card,” he announces proudly, leaning back to pull out a folded sheet of paper from his jacket pocket. The crayon strokes are bold an
ALEX“What the hell happened to you?” Luca asks as I walk through the hospital car park. I'm really not in the mood to talk. So I glare at him and grab my car keys. Athena looked stressed so I'm hoping bringing Rayen will calm her mind as we wait for Sloane to wake up. He will be heartbroken once he finds out his favorite aunt is in hospital. I don't even know how to break the news to him. Hell, I don't know how to tell him Athena is his mother. I'm still trying to find a way to explain that.“I just saw Zayan and the whole clan walk into Athena’s room. Aren't you missing out on the party?” Luca asks, and I halt my steps, turning to face him.“What?” He laughs, “She must have told you shit that bled your heart for you not to notice.” I lock my jaw. “Pick up Rayen from his daycare and bring him here. Also-” I pause, stepping closer. “I want you to keep an eye on Athena. I don’t trust anyone else to protect her.”Luca raises a brow, the playfulness fading, “Do you have someone yo
ATHENA “I am safe,” I say, forcing a weak smile, trying to play it off. I don't like worrying people. Zayan has become someone special to me over the years. He is one of the few people who actually cares about me, and it hurts me seeing him like this. His mother is not my biggest fan but Rose, his sister inlaw always tells me it's not just me she's like that with everyone. So I guess I no longer felt bad whenever we hang out. But truly, I am grateful to Zayan, without him, I don’t know if I would have found the strength to meet Anna and uncover the truth about my son. “I mean, technically I’m breathing, so that counts, right?” I try to lighten the mood, but fail miserably because his glare only increases.His jaw is clenched, his brows drawn so tightly they almost touch. He stares at me like he can’t decide if he wants to hug me tighter or scream until the walls shake.“You almost died,” he says. “Again.”Speaking of which, I need to investigate who was powerful enough to back Lea
ATHENAI wrap my arms around myself, trying to take a proper breath and decide what comes next. Isabelle came to check on me, and I was about to rush out when she relieved me with an update.Sloane is stable now.Still unconscious, but stable.And I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she walks again, even if I have to give her my own damn legs.The door creaks open.I glance up.Alex steps in and pauses mid-step when he sees me awake. I guess he wasn’t expecting that.“Why do you look shocked? Where were you hoping I’d die?” I mock, not bothering to hide my annoyance. “You’re awake?” he says softly, ignoring the insult I just hit him with.Alexander King? Having a soft voice?It’s strange. All my life, Alex’s voice has been clipped and cold. Not this.I nod once, my throat dry, feeling like I’ve swallowed sandpaper.He walks toward the side of the bed, carefully lowering himself into the chair like he's afraid he'll break me just by existing. In his hands is a paper bag and a take
ALEXShit! I curse under my breath.I catch her before she hits the floor, her weight folding into my arms like a puppet with its strings cut.“Athena!” I shout, lowering her gently, cradling her head as panic claws up my throat. “I need a doctor right now!”Isabelle is instantly beside me, checking Athena’s pulse, her expression calm, but I can see her resolve cracking.It's her best friend, after all. “We need a stretcher!”A nurse rushes in with one, and I lift Athena onto it carefully, my hand refusing to let go of hers even as Isabelle moves to wheel her away.“Let us take it from here, Alex,” Isabelle says gently.But I hesitate.For a second, I think if I just hold on tighter, maybe I can keep her from slipping further away and from shutting me out completely. But I nod and step back.She disappears down the hall, and I’m left standing in the silence that follows.Noah drops into a chair, his hands buried in his hair while his shoulders shake with quiet despair. Ian stands l