Chapter ThreeMikaela:My phone pinged in my hand. For some reason, it had been pinging all night but I refused to check since my phone was the last thing I should be paying attention to.āWhy don't you go ahead and check your phone?ā He whispered before pulling away a little, giving me space to breathe.My palm was so sweaty that my phone almost slipped out of it.I took in a deep breath, staring at the lock screen notifications.It was some bunch of messages from Grandma.Grandma? The head of the White family? This was unusual. She never reaches out to me so this was just off.I gulped, clicking the notification to navigate into the chat.āJimmy is dead.ā.Jimmy? One of our family members.My heart skipped. Not because of the Jimmy news but because that was only the first message. There were a lot more messages below, and it kept reading names of men I didn't even know existed in our family, and they were all dead.My eyes widened, my brain freezing.āCome to the family house, now
Chapter TwoMikaela:It was now eleven pm.I stayed in the waiting room at the hospital, exhaustion getting the better of me but even though I convinced myself that I needed to sleep and face whatever life had planned for me the next day, I just couldn't sleep.No matter how hard I tried, every foot step kept me active.My eyes became heavy.Soon, a man came in from outside, approaching me.āAre you okay?ā He asked.I hummed, forcing a smile. āYeah. Thanks.ā That was a lie. But if I said I wasn't, there was nothing he would do about it other than saying āOh, I'm so sorry about thatā.He placed his hand on my shoulder. āIt's so good to see you strong. Hang in there. I'm sure your husband will be strong too. Maybe not for himself, but for you. Any man would survive, remembering he has a beautiful wife believing in them. Just believe in him, okay?āI hummed.Just what the fuck did he want? I wasn't up for bullshit.āCould you please come with me, miss? There's something important we have
Chapter OneAuthor note: Hi againš¤. Yes, yes, we're moving to part three immediately. Trust me, there's more to this book than you think. It's time to reveal one of the most important plot points that makes this book better than some books out therešš. Fasten your seat belts, darlings. Let's continue from where we stopped at part 1. I'm going to add a bit of where we stopped so you remember. Have a great timeš«¶š½.ā _ā _ā _ā _ā _ā _ā _ā _ā Mikaela:He pulled away, his forehead leaning on mine, āLetās come back together, Mikaela. Not just for us, but for her,ā he nodded toward Natasha. āI know you know the truth now. I was blackmailed.āAnd just like that, the past faded. The pain. The lies. The heartbreak. The betrayal.I didnāt just find out the truth.I found home.As the world faded away constantly, a slight knock on the door brought us back to real life.My neck tilted to the door and even before we could ask the person to come in, the door opened slowly and a robust woman walked in,
Note that this is a long chapter(two times long) to make up for the short chapter at (Lust At First Sight: Five).Chapter SeventeenMaryanne:I would win, I could tell, and I won just as I planned. It's been four years since Mikaela left her family for Ethan, giving him the company.Of course, I pretended to be nice. I pretended to want the best for her. I pretended to defend her when Ethan brought in a new woman to give him a child. I did everything to make her like me more. To make her stay. To be the only reason she stayed in the marriage so I would strike at the right time. At the moment she didn't expect it.I wanted to strike like a snake hidden in the grass that even Ethan wouldn't see it coming. Ethan loved her, I could see it in his eyes but that wasn't the plan and I guess her inability to give him a child pushed him to get another woman, Ava.Ava was nice to me anytime we happened to cross paths but deep down, I could see the grudge in her towards me so I distanced myself.
Chapter SixteenMaryanne:Years passed, and I raised the child together with Gabby. We were blessed with a brilliant boy, and I let Gabby choose his name: Ethan.Ethan wasnāt just any child. He was smarter than his age, always asking questions about money, business, trade. While other boys played with toy cars and sticks, Ethan collected paper bills, real ones. Heād study the faces, the numbers, the weight of coins. At seven, he was already learning how to flip small items for more value. Gabby said it was genius. I called it destiny.But while I raised Ethan, I never forgot the daughter stolen from me.I watched them.Even when I was in hiding, even when I moved from city to city, I never lost sight of them. I had people, people who owed me favors, people who feared me, and people who pitied me enough to help me stay informed. I knew when the daughter who they named Stephanie turned seven. I knew when they bought a new house. I knew the day Diana walked into that shelter and laid ey
Chapter FifteenDiana:After that encounter in the supermarket, I never saw Maryanne again. Not once. Not even a shadow of her.But her words... her eyes... they never left me.Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Iād wake up to the sound of my own heartbeat pounding like a drum inside my chest. I'd grab Stephanie from her bed just to reassure myself she was still mine. That Maryanne hadnāt taken her back while I slept.I kept telling myself it was paranoia. Gary said the same. āSheās probably dead by now, babe. You saw her. Sheās a shadow of herself. Let it go.āHe knew he was telling a lie even him didn't believe.So I couldnāt either.Her eyes haunted me. That moment haunted me. And somehow, life just... kept going.Stephanie grew fast. She was a bright child, full of questions and always craving my attention. Her hair darkened as she grew older, and I loved her deeply, even if some nights, I found myself wondering if she'd ever feel Maryanne's blood calling her.When Stephanie t