LOGINEvelyn.Julian led us through the crowd, eventually finding Chloe who was hovering near the bar. He guided the both of us toward an exclusive, plush VIP booth tucked away in a corner.The moment we sat down, I leaned over to Chloe, my heart still hammering against my ribs from the confrontation. “Julian, I’m so sorry, I need to use the restroom really quickly to freshen up,” I excused myself, before grabbing Chloe’s wrist. “Chloe, come with me.”“Oh, lead the way, girl,” Chloe said, instantly picking up on my frantic energy.We wove through the dark corridors until we burst into the lavish, marble-tiled ladies' room. The moment the heavy door shut behind us, cutting off the heavy bass of the music, Chloe turned around and let out a dramatic breath.“Holy shit, Evelyn!” Chloe began gushing, immediately pulling out a tube of lip gloss from her purse. “Can we talk about Julian? Girl, he looks absolutely hot tonight! The suit, the hair, the manners? Is that seriously the man you wanted t
Evelyn.Julian pulled up to the curb where Chloe was waiting. She looked incredible, rocking a dark leather skirt and a mesh top that perfectly matched her edgy, platinum-blonde vibe.The moment she climbed into the back seat, the car was filled with a sudden burst of high energy.“Hey, girl!” I greeted her, turning around in the passenger seat with a genuine smile.“Hey, Evelyn!” Chloe beamed, sliding across the leather interior before her blue eyes locked onto the driver’s seat. “And hello there. You must be the infamous neighbor.”Julian turned his head slightly, offering her a charming smile. “You must be Chloe. I’m Julian. It’s an absolute pleasure to finally meet Evelyn’s twin.”“Oh, I like him already,” Chloe giggled, leaning forward. Throughout the entire drive to the club, Julian engaged Chloe in a polite, effortless conversation. He asked her about her day, laughed at her unfiltered commentary about Manhattan traffic, and managed to make her feel completely included. Watch
Dominic.After leaving the hospital, I had finally resigned myself to my fate.The image of Evelyn walking away from me yesterday, her head turning in desperate search of her billionaire boyfriend, was burned into the back of my eyelids. She had already chosen Liam. The brutal truth was staring me right in the face, and the best thing I could do right now—the only thing that would preserve whatever shred of dignity I had left—was to leave her alone.Earlier today, as I sat staring out the window of my penthouse, a dangerous urge had crawled up my throat. I wanted to pay her a visit at the hospital. I wanted to be there for her while her mother fought for her life. But I couldn't risk it.Liam Kingsley had always taken what belonged to me. Long before Evelyn had ever stumbled into my life, the exact same thing had happened with Rachel.The moment her name crossed my mind, my chest tightened so violently I could barely breathe. A sharp, physical pain radiated through my ribs. If thing
Alaric.My phone vibrated on the polished surface of my desk. I glanced down, and when I saw Evelyn’s name flashing across the screen, a slow, dark smile curled the corners of my lips.‘Right on cue,’ I thought, leaning back in my leather chair.I knew exactly what Liam Kingsley had been up to. I knew the precise moment he had whisked Evelyn away on his private jet, and I knew the exact minute they landed back in New York. Knowing Liam—knowing how desperately he tried to maintain his pristine, corporate image—I knew it was only a matter of time before he went to confront Isabella Creed.With all the media interviews Isabella had been doing, calling Evelyn a homewrecker and flaunting her past with Liam, he was bound to snap. I knew Liam would never actually get back with her. He was only going to warn her off, to threaten her into silence. But to me, it looked like the absolute perfect opportunity to drive a vicious wedge between him and his precious little angel.Be it as it may, I
Evelyn.The moment I stepped into the lobby at Kings’ Headquarters, the atmosphere shifted. I walked past the reception desks toward the executive elevators, and I could feel the eyes boring into my back.My former colleagues were huddled in small groups, whispering furiously.“Good afternoon,” I murmured to a group of secretaries by the elevators.They didn't even reply. One of them rolled her eyes, turning her back to me, while another sneered into her coffee cup. They were definitely going to be gossiping about me. But I ignored them, gripping my purse tighter as the elevator doors closed.When I reached the top floor, I walked toward Liam’s office. I expected to see a vacancy at the assistant’s desk, but instead, a young man in a sharp grey suit was typing furiously on the computer.Liam had gotten a new assistant, a male. A pang of bittersweet nostalgia hit my chest. That used to be my desk. The young man looked up, his eyes widening slightly as he recognized me. “Oh. Mrs... I
Evelyn.The hospital didn't allow overnight visitors in the oncology ward, which was probably a blessing in disguise. If I had stayed in that room listening to the haunting beep of the heart monitor all night, I would have lost my mind.Instead, I went back to my apartment at the Obsidian, even though it wasn’t really mine.Now that I had resigned from working for Liam, wasn’t I supposed to vacate the place already? But he hadn’t told me to. Even if I wanted to save face and vacate before he says something about it, I have nowhere else to go. I finally slept for a few hours, turning restlessly in my sleep.The next morning, the air in Manhattan was really cold. Winter was coming. I walked down the street toward the hospital, my hands shoved deep into my coat pockets, desperately needing something to wake me up. I stepped into a crowded coffee shop near the medical center, the rich aroma of roasted coffee beans temporarily numbing my senses.“Next in line, please!” the barista called
Dominic. My head throbbed as I opened my eyes and saw someone walking away from me. “Evelyn?” I called out, causing her to stop and look back at me. She blushed as our eyes met and that made me really confused. “What’s going on?” I asked, looking down at my body to make sure I still had my cl
Liam.Isabella had been acting weird since she came to my office today, and I thought I knew exactly why this was happening. But guess what? I didn’t.“So you got a female personal assistant? When did that start?” She asked immediately when Evelyn walked out of my office.I cocked my head to one si
Dominic.The man was wheezing by the time I turned to my surgical table. He already had a broken arm and two broken legs, still he refused to give me what I wanted.I was currently in the basement of my house, and as I took my sweet time selecting which blade to go with, I heard him pleading with m
Evelyn.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing on the screen. Victor having the audacity to call me morally rotten? His slutty wife?Normally, whenever I saw Victor on the screen, there’s always this fear of him that comes from months of physical abuse. But right now, looking up at him from Liam’s l







