LOGINTessa stopped by the grocery store to pick up a few items after returning from work. Once she had everything she needed, she stepped outside and began the short walk home. Her house wasn’t far, so she didn’t bother calling a cab.With two heavy bags in her hands and a headset over her ears, soft music played as she walked down the quiet street.When she reached her block, she noticed a car parked in front of her house. From a distance, it didn’t look familiar.She slowed to a stop.A cold chill ran down her spine. Every instinct screamed that something was wrong, but she brushed it off, telling herself she was just overthinking things. Steeling herself, she continued walking.Moments later, she reached her gate and reached for the lock.Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.Before she could scream, a hand clamped over her mouth, muffling the sound. She struggled, but she was dragged toward the car. The door flew open, and within seconds, she was shoved inside. The engine ro
Sebastian and Lillian were preparing to go out that morning when Sebastian’s phone rang.“Hello?” he answered.“What?” he shouted suddenly. “What do you mean she’s dead?” His voice rose as he turned to look at Lillian, who was now staring at him in fear.“What happened, Seb?” Lillian asked, her voice trembling.“It’s Mia,” Sebastian said.“What happened to her?” Lillian asked again.“The police said they found her dead this morning,” Sebastian replied.“What? How… how is that possible?” Lillian whispered.“I don’t know, but we need to go to the police station right away,” Sebastian said.“Okay, let’s go,” Lillian said, immediately grabbing Sebastian’s hand as they rushed outside.A few minutes later, they arrived at the police station and were led straight to the cell where Mia had been kept.“No… this can’t be possible,” Lillian said, her knees nearly giving way.“How did this happen?” Sebastian demanded.“We don’t know yet, which is what makes it strange. This is the first time some
Inside the police station, deep within the cold, echoing hallway, Mia sat on a metal chair inside a small interrogation cell. Her hands trembled on her lap as two police officers stood in front of her, their expressions hard and unforgiving.“Then why did you try to poison your boss if no one sent you?” one of the officers asked, his voice sharp, filling the silent room.“I… I just did it…” Mia stammered, her voice barely louder than a whisper.She wanted to tell them the truth. She wanted to say Emily’s name, to expose everything. But she knew it would change nothing. She had no proof—no messages, no recordings, no witnesses. It would be her word against Emily’s, and Emily was smart, influential, and cruel. No one would believe the maid over her. No one would save her.“I can tell you’re lying,” the officer said coldly.Before she could react, his hand came down hard across her face, the slap echoing in the small room. Mia gasped, holding her cheek, fresh tears spilling down instantl
The next morning, Emily woke up with a jolt, her heart beating fast—not from fear, but from anticipation.The very first thing she did was grab her phone from the nightstand. Her eyes scanned the screen eagerly, expecting at least one message… one missed call… one confirmation that the plan was completed.But the screen was blank.No message.No call.Nothing.Emily frowned.She refreshed the screen.Still nothing.Her irritation spiked.“What is wrong with this girl?” she hissed under her breath.She dialed Mia’s number immediately, pacing around her room like a trapped animal. The phone rang once… twice… three times…No answer.Emily’s grip on the phone tightened. She hung up and called again.Still no response.This time, her anger boiled over. She threw the phone onto the bed and clenched her teeth so hard her jaw hurt.She had been waiting since yesterday, Waiting for the call that would confirm Lillian’s death.Waiting to hear Mia say, “It’s done.”But instead?Silence.Empty, m
Mia’s throat tightened. Her heart pounded so loudly she could barely hear anything else. She stared at the glass—the same one she had poured the poison into—and shook her head violently.“I… I can’t drink it,” she whispered.Sebastian’s expression darkened. “Why not?”“Because...... because I just can’t!” Mia cried, stepping backward. Her voice trembled, cracking under pressure. “Why should I drink something meant for madam? I’m a maid, not a fool!”“That’s not an answer,” Lillian said coldly. “If you didn’t touch the drink, you have nothing to worry about.”“You don’t trust me?” Mia shouted, her hands shaking uncontrollably. “After all these years, you won’t take my word? You’ll believe her over me?”Olivia flinched but remained firm. “I’m telling the truth. She put something in that drink.”“Enough!” Sebastian slammed his hand on the table, making everyone jump.Mia froze, her breath catching in her chest.“You refuse to drink it?” Sebastian asked again, his voice dangerously calm.
Rose and Daemon’s faces lit up the moment they saw Olivia. They had missed her more than words could describe.“We missed you,” Rose said, wrapping Olivia in a tight hug as if she had been gone for years.“I missed you too, Rose,” Olivia replied warmly.Just then, Mia stepped out of the hallway, rolled her eyes at them, and walked past without a word. Olivia noticed, but chose to ignore her.When Mia reached her room, she found several missed calls from Emily. A frown crept across her face. She had assumed Emily wouldn’t bother contacting her again, not after she had failed to complete the last trick she was asked to pull.But seeing those calls made her uneasy. Perhaps Emily had another job for her. She hesitated for a moment, then dialed Emily back.“Why didn’t you pick up my calls?” Emily’s sharp voice cut in as soon as the line connected.“I wasn’t with my phone. And please,” Mia lowered her voice, “be careful how you call me before someone finds out.”“Fine,” Emily snapped. “I wa







