LOGIN“Alexis wants a child before she dies, Sabrina. It’s her last wish. A baby. My baby.” “You are asking me,” I said, “your wife, to let you have a baby with another woman?” For three years, I was Nate Cooper's convenient wife—a marriage built on debt, obligation, and lies. I told myself I didn't need love. I told myself I could survive on scraps of affection. Then Nate came home and asked for the impossible. Heartbroken and carrying a child in secret of my own, I finally ask for a divorce. Before I can leave, Alexis frames me for a fire that nearly kills me and my unborn baby. When I wake up in the hospital, I learn a shocking truth. The powerful Atwood family has been searching for their missing daughter. Me. And Alexis Atwood? The woman who stole my husband and ruined my life is actually an imposter. Now my husband wants a second chance, and the brothers I never knew I had are ready to protect me at any cost. This time, I won't be the one begging to be chosen.
View More(Sabrina’s POV)I picked up my coffee. It had gone cold but I drank it anyway.I couldn’t tell my brothers. Not this. It was too embarrassing—not the text itself but the fact that it worked, that after everything, Nate could still reach me through the one person I genuinely loved in that house.I was ashamed that part of me still missed the old woman’s room, the Sunday readings, the vase I used to fill every morning. Ashamed that part of me still cared about a house I should have been glad to leave.Tyler came to find me in the library at eleven. I’d been reading the Holdings reports again, teaching myself the language of a world I was only starting to understandHe had three folders under one arm.“It’s ready,” he said simply.He laid the folders out on the low table out and looked up at me.“I made the divorce settlement myself. Forgive my immodesty, but my baby sister deserved the best lawyer in the country for her case. Your end of this is, frankly, perfect. I have never done a be
(Sabrina’s POV)Breakfast had started to feel like something I could count on.Charlie was at the stove with three pans going. Felix was on the floor cross-legged, feeding Luna tiny scraps of bacon. Tyler was at the table already dressed, reading something on his tablet with a pen behind his ear. Adrian had taken my blood pressure twelve minutes ago and told me it was perfect.I had told him to stop hovering. He had hovered anyway.Eric was in the next room on the phone. I could hear his voice through the wall. I didn’t know when the sound of him in the background had started making this house feel safe, but it did now.I was reaching for my third egg when Felix said, “You haven’t been on the internet, have you?”“Why?”“You haven’t, right? Tell me you haven’t. I want to be the one to tell you.”“I haven’t. Eric cut off my internet for this very reason.”“Excellent.” He sat down across from me and set the phone face-down on the table with great ceremony. “Sabrina. Sister. Light of my
(Nate’s POV)Alexis was in my study. She shouldn’t have been—I locked it when I left, or thought I did—but there she was, behind my desk with Reed’s folder open in both hands.She was holding the photographs.“Where did you get these?” I asked flatly.“They were on your desk, baby.” She didn’t look up. Her thumb pressed into the glossy print where Eric Atwood’s hand sat on my wife’s back. “She went to Eric. She actually went to him! I’d been thinking that mystery woman in the news looked like her, but it seemed absurd. Why the fuck would she do that? Why would HE?”I didn’t know what to say, so I just stood there, waiting for her to continue or leave.“I know what this is,” she continued. “I know what’s happening.”I shot up a brow.“It’s me, baby,” she said confidently.I stared at her. “What?”“It’s me,” she said again, gently. “She is not at that house because of you, Nate. She is at that house because of me. She found out somehow, didn’t she—about where they live, and she has sedu
(Nate’s POV)Reed came into my study and stopped at the desk.I had been staring at the photograph of Eric Atwood’s hand on my wife’s elbow for the better part of an hour. I did not look up when Reed came in.“What.”“Sir. I have a location.”The pen I’d been holding stopped moving.“You—”“Three hours upstate. Hudson Valley. The Atwood family estate.” Reed set a printed page on the desk between us. He did not push it toward me.I stood up so fast my chair tipped backward into the bookcase, and I did not pick it up.“Get the car.”“Sir—”“Get the car, Reed.”“Mr. Cooper, may I respectfully suggest—”“Now.”He went.I was already in the hallway with my coat halfway on when Alexis came out of the morning room with a yoga mat under her arm.“Baby?” She stopped in the middle of the hall. “Baby, where are you going? You don’t have a meeting until ten—”“Out.”“Out where—”“Reed found her.”I should not have said the name.I knew I should not have said the name before I said it.My mouth sa






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