LOGINBlood MoneySebastian’s POVSebastian didn’t sleep. He stayed in his office chair until the sky outside went from black to grey. The number of the fourth account sat glowing on his laptop screen. He couldn’t look away from it.Eight years.His mother had been taking money from the family for eight years. And he had given her access the whole time. He had trusted her the way a son trusts a mother who buried her husband and kept the company running through pure will.He thought about every talk they had ever had. Every dinner where she praised his choices and gently pushed him in certain directions. Those directions always seemed to help her more than the company. He remembered the ultimatum she gave him about Ariana. “Get rid of her or I’ll do it myself.”He had thought she meant public pressure. Manipulation. Cruelty dressed up as worry.He never imagined she had planned a full scandal. That she had framed an innocent employee. That she had paid a woman to stay close to him and drain
The Warehouse Ariana’s POV The address led her to a quiet part of the industrial district she hadn't been to in years. Most of the warehouses were empty. The windows were boarded up with plywood softening from the rain. Streetlights were long ago abandoned in this city. As usual, she parked two blocks away and walked the rest of the way. Her phone was already in her coat pocket, recording, screen dark, mic on. She’d told Kylan she needed air.A lie. A necessary one. A mandatory one. If he had known, he would have gone with her and stood like a wall outside. Camilla had been quite clear. Alone. Patricia had argued against it in the courthouse parking garage, her voice low and tight. “This is exactly what she wants. Isolation. No witness. No recording. Whatever happens becomes her word against yours.”“I’ll record it,” Ariana said. “She won’t know.”“That’s not a plan. That’s a hope.”“It’s all the time we have.”Patricia hadn’t liked it. Kylan would have liked it even less. But s
The Courthouse Steps The Courthouse StepsAriana's POVThe courthouse hallway smelled like old wood and a cleaning solution. Ariana stood there in her black dress, the one that made her look like she had everything together, even though her hands couldn't stop shaking.Patricia, her lawyer, checked her watch. Eight forty-five. Fifteen minutes.“Breathe.’ Patricia said. She wasn't looking at Ariana. She was looking at her tablet, scrolling through something that made her frown."We've got this." Kylan stood beside her without touching her, but Ariana could feel him there. Six years of him being there. Six years of showing up, staying steady, never once asking for more than she could give.Until last night.Formally designated as guardian. The words kept looping through her head."They're here," Skylar whispered from near the elevator. Ariana couldn't help but notice Sebastian walk in first like a man who belonged in courtrooms, who had lawyers on speed dial and knew exactly how the
The Question He AskedKylan's POVPatricia Chen’s words followed me out of her office and into the car, sitting heavy in my chest the entire drive home. Formally designated as his guardian.The phrase seemed huge, too huge to be looking at too closely, with everything else already on the verge of collapsing around us.I found Ariana in the kitchen when I got home, flour streaked across her sleeves; Jason sat on a stool beside her, stirring something with a lot more enthusiasm than precision."We're making cookies," Jason said, as if that explained the condition of the kitchen, which was like a flour-based crime scene. "I can see that." Ariana glanced up at me, something flickering behind her eyes that told me she'd read my expression before I'd said a single word. "Everything okay?"I nodded at Jason. We'll talk later,” I said. She knew. As always, she knew. She turned her back on the bowl. “Okay, Chef. Add the chocolate chips.” Jason dumped in way more than the recipe called
Underneath Ariana's POV I didn't sleep that night. Instead, I sat at my kitchen table with my laptop open, pulling up everything I could find on Sebastian's movement over the past week. The car outside Jason's school. He came to my office this time to ask about my son.The phone call that had rattled everything loose in my chest I was still trying to nail back down.Kylan found me there at three in the morning, still in yesterday's clothes, coffee cold beside me.“You need to sleep,” he said, not as a question.“ I need to think.”He pulled out a chair across from me and sat close enough that I could see the exhaustion shadowing his features. You're not thinking. You're spiralling.”“He knows about Jason; now everything changes.”“Does it? His voice was calm and steady, the way it always goes when the world is tilting.“Jason is still five years old. He still goes to school.He still asks questions about dinosaurs and volcanoes. The only thing that's changed is Sebastian knows. T
What Isabella Desires Isabella’s POVI left Camilla's message on my phone unanswered for a full four hours, a deliberate wait to remind her who was in charge of whatever tentative accord we had reached between ourselves.I have something else for you to see.I didn’t believe in vague promises, especially from a woman whose entire life had been built on manipulation disguised as charm, on smiles hiding knives sharpened for whoever was useful enough to bleed.But I trusted patterns, and the pattern here was that Camilla had really found something worth the patient wait. In the thirty years I'd run this family, I'd learned that impatience was the most expensive luxury a woman in my position could afford to indulge in."Come tonight," I finally said, setting the terms as I always did, on my schedule, in my home, under my conditions.She came in an hour later to the minute, cool and collected in charcoal silk, though I noticed the thin gleam of triumph she had not quite practised enough
Sebastian’s POVSomething was wrong with my company FrosTech. I had felt it long before the reports ever confirmed it. It had been going on for years, causing instability in the company, making me struggle to keep the company afloat. And if I was going to be honest with myself, it all started sho
Ariana’s POV (Six years later)After six years away, the city of Los Angeles still looked the same, smelled the same, and even felt the same to me.And although the place hardly forgot a scandal, especially one linking to one of the most powerful families in the city, it didn’t recognize me.There
The Elimination PlanAriana’s POV The first time I set eyes on Camilla Hernandez, I understood exactly why everything had fallen apart with Sebastian so easily.The lady didn’t just walk into the Frost mansion and our marriage… she arrived, and fully.Standing at the top of the grand staircase, my
The Loud Silence Ariana’s POVI didn’t realize at first when it all started. When the silence between Sebastian and I stopped being peaceful and started becoming suffocating.It was probably the night he first came back home late and didn’t even bother to talk to me.Or the morning after that, whe







