LOGINCalifornia had always carried memories for Selene. Some sweet. Most dangerous. As her car moved slowly along the quiet street, she couldn’t help remembering the first time she had been here years ago. That night had changed everything. The city had been glowing with warm lights and ocean air when Lucien first crossed the line with her. A careless evening, too much tension between them, and a mistake that had eventually shattered his marriage. Selene had never regretted it. Not even once. Because that night had proven something important to her. Lucien Carter could be tempted. And if he could be tempted once, he could be controlled again. But as Selene watched the small apartment building across the street now, a strange feeling settled in her chest. It wasn’t jealousy. Not exactly. It was something darker. Something closer to… irritation. Aira Bennett stepped outside the building with a small boy beside her. Selene had already spent two days observi
Lucien Carter rarely allowed the past to linger in his mind. He had always believed that once a chapter ended, it should stay closed. Regret was useless. Memories were distractions. But lately the past seemed determined to follow him everywhere. The quiet office felt unusually suffocating that afternoon. Lucien sat behind his desk, a stack of documents open before him. Numbers filled the pages—investment reports, contracts, business forecasts. Normally this kind of work required his full attention. Today, he had already reread the same paragraph four times without absorbing a single word. His mind kept drifting somewhere else. California. The last time he had been there before three weeks ago had been years earlier. Back when everything had still been… complicated. Back when Selene had first crossed a line neither of them could undo. Lucien closed the file and leaned back in his chair. He remembered that night more clearly than he wanted to. It had happen
Lucien had never been someone who struggled with decisions. Business negotiations, company strategies, high-risk investments—those things came naturally to him. He knew how to analyze situations quickly and move forward without hesitation. But lately, his mind had become a battlefield he could no longer control. The quiet apartment felt unusually heavy that morning. Lucien stood by the large window in his office, staring down at the busy street far below. Cars moved in orderly streams, people rushed to work, the city lived its usual fast-paced rhythm. Everything looked normal. Yet he felt strangely disconnected from it all. Behind him, Selene’s voice broke the silence. “You’ve been standing there for ten minutes.” Lucien turned slightly. Selene leaned against the doorway of the office, dressed in a soft cream sweater that made her look almost fragile. One hand rested gently over her stomach. The sight immediately triggered a familiar sense of responsibility in
Morning came quietly in California. Aira had already been awake for nearly an hour before the alarm on her phone finally buzzed beside the bed. She reached over and turned it off immediately, careful not to wake the small body sleeping beside her. Zayn lay curled against her arm, his tiny fingers still gripping the edge of her sleeve as if he had fallen asleep that way. Aira studied his peaceful face for a moment. Three years. Sometimes she still couldn’t believe it had been that long since she left. Three years since she walked out of Lucien’s world without looking back. Or at least… that was what she told everyone. Her gaze moved to the ceiling as an old memory surfaced in her mind. The night she left had not been brave. It had not been strong. It had been desperate. She had been afraid that if she stayed even one more day, she would lose herself completely. Aira exhaled slowly and brushed a soft kiss against Zayn’s hair. “You saved me,” she whispered
Selene had never considered herself an insecure woman. In fact, most people described her as the opposite—confident, elegant, and always in control of a situation. She had grown up surrounded by wealth and influence. Nothing in her life had ever been truly out of reach. Except Lucien. Even now, with his ring on her finger and the world believing they were the perfect couple, Selene still felt something she hated admitting to herself. Uncertainty. It wasn’t obvious. Lucien still attended events with her. He still stood beside her during interviews and photographs. To the outside world, everything appeared exactly the way it should. But Selene had begun noticing the small things. The quiet moments when his mind seemed somewhere else. The way he sometimes stared at nothing for too long. The slight tension in his expression whenever certain topics came up. And earlier today, when she had walked into his office, the look on his face had been unmistakable. He had b
Morning sunlight slipped through the thin curtains of Aira’s apartment, filling the small living room with a warm golden glow. Aira sat at the dining table with her laptop open in front of her, but she hadn’t read a single line on the screen for the past ten minutes. Her mind was somewhere else. Again. The sound of small footsteps suddenly echoed from the hallway. “Mommy!” Aira blinked and looked up just as Zayn came running toward her, his tiny socks sliding slightly across the wooden floor. He stopped beside her chair and raised his arms. “Up.” Aira smiled softly and lifted him onto her lap. “What happened?” she asked gently. “I thought you were watching cartoons.” “I am,” he replied seriously, “but I’m hungry.” She laughed quietly. “That’s because you woke up and immediately asked for pancakes.” “I like pancakes.” “I know.” She kissed the top of his head before setting him down again. “Alright, chef Zayn. Let’s go make breakfast.” The kitchen w







