MasukValeria was just a wife on paper. Three years of a hellish marriage with the only man she had ever loved but it ended in divorce one rainy night. “Sign them. I can no longer stand to see your face or pretend like I don't want to strangle you with my bare hands everytime I lay eyes on you.” He barked coldly, throwing the papers on the table in front of her. She couldn't say it was unexpected. It had always been a matter of time. Once childhood friends, everything had gone to hell because of one woman, Isis Whittaker, Luka's late fianceé. An unfortunate accident. An incriminating message. Somehow, Luka came to believe Valeria was responsible for the death of the woman he loved and took it upon himself to punish her personally. Three years of torment and being labelled a murderer. She'd never thought the ending would be so…cathartic. Her hand lightly grazed her stomach as she signed the papers. Terrified of how she would explain she was pregnant from a night of passion he didn't even remember, she no longer needed to tell him. She would make sure he was never going to find out that she was carrying his son, the heir to the Thorne Empire. But then again, things never quite go as planned, she should have realized this by now… FB: Author Ireti
Lihat lebih banyakValeria's POV “Don’t pretend like you suddenly care for me,” I cut in sharply, my patience snapping. “What is this really about, Terra?”The name slipped out with intention.I saw it hit her immediately. Her eyes widened ever so slightly, the faintest crack in her composure. Good. She didn’t deserve to be called anything else. She wasn’t my mother. Not anymore.“Valeria, please just—”“This is about money, isn’t it?” I interrupted again, my tone laced with biting sarcasm. “Going by your appearance, you’re in desperate need of some cash. Wherever the hell you’ve been didn’t favor you, huh? You couldn’t show your face to Dad so you came to me because you still think I’m that helpless little kid who couldn’t live without her Mom.”“No, sweetheart. You’ve got it all wrong. Please just listen to me for a second—”“Stop it!” I snapped, my voice rising. “Stop with the emotional blackmail, it won’t work on me. I’ve already lost all respect for you, don’t make me lose my humanity as well. If
Valeria’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, the first thing that hit me was the unfamiliarity.It wasn’t just the room. It was the silence, the stillness, the way everything felt slightly… off, like I had woken up in a place that didn’t belong to me. For a few seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. My brain felt slow, sluggish, like it was struggling to catch up with reality.Then I tried to move.The moment I pushed myself up even slightly, a sharp, piercing pain shot through my head, so sudden and intense that I gasped and dropped back onto the bed immediately. A high-pitched ringing followed, echoing through my skull like a warning siren, and I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the sheets tightly as I tried to breathe through it.What the hell…My hand instinctively moved to my head, fingers brushing against something rough and unfamiliar. Bandages.That was enough to send my survival instincts into overdrive.My eyes snapped open aga
Valeria's POV Because she was pulling me along so urgently, I couldn’t see her face. The hood of her sweatshirt obscured most of her features, and all I could make out were fragments. She was definitely a middle-aged woman, dressed in simple grey sweatpants and a hoodie that looked worn but clean. Her build was a little on the heavier side, nothing remarkable, but her grip on my wrist was firm and steady.And her hand…It was soft. Warm. Comforting in a way that made no sense given the situation.That same wave of familiarity washed over me again, stronger this time, and it unsettled me deeply. I had no reason to trust her. After everything that had happened today, trusting anyone felt like the fastest way to get myself killed. And yet, something deep inside me insisted that she wasn’t with Isis. That she hadn’t been sent to finish what the others started.But if not that… then what?“At least tell me where we’re going,” I pressed, my voice tightening as my head throbbed violently wit
Valeria's POV The moment they closed in around me, forming a loose but unmistakable circle, I knew there was no escaping this without playing along. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run, to fight, to do something—anything—but the cold, unyielding press of the gun at my back was enough to silence every reckless impulse. I could try screaming for help, but what good would that do? Wouldn't I just end up with a bullet lodged in my spine before anyone could even process what was happening?No. It wasn’t worth the risk.If I died now, Isis would win. She would get away with everything—every lie, every scheme, every attempt on my life. I had come too far, endured too much, to let it end like this.So I nodded.It was small, barely perceptible, but it was enough. The man behind me seemed satisfied because the pressure of the gun shifted slightly, and one of the others gestured sharply toward a narrow alleyway just a few feet away. My legs felt unsteady as I moved, my heart slammi
Luka’s POVThe house felt wrong when I stepped inside.It was too quiet and polished, too untouched by the chaos that had been tearing through my life. It made me want to turn back and it wasn't for the same reason I'd been running since I divorced her. The quiet gave me time to think, to hear all
Valeria's POV The hardwood floors gleamed under the soft lighting, and the furniture looked sleek and expensive. A large painting hung above the couch while a glass coffee table sat neatly in front of it.The place looked like something out of an interior design magazine.Interesting.She shouldn’
Valeria's POV Then my phone rang.It was an unknown number and from past experience, my stomach clenched but I answered anyway.“Hello?”“Ms Daelmont,” Officer Roger's voice came through the line. “I trust you got home safely. I’m calling with an update concerning last night's incident.”My breath
Valeria’s POVThe sound of my phone ringing cut through the moment like a blade.The sharp vibration jolted me back into my body, back into reality, back into the weight of everything Luka had done to me over the years. I gasped, panic surging through me, and shoved him away with all the strength I












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