LOGINALMOST TAKEN ~MAYA'S POV~"I need to grab my laptop from the car," I told Chloe."Want me to come with you?" she asked."It's just the parking garage. I will be right back.""Okay. Call if you need me."I walked to my car alone, keys jingling. I pressed unlock, the car beeped. A van pulled up behind me. It was fast and blocked me in.The side door slid open, two men jumped out."Maya Vance?" one said.I backed away. "Who are you?""Get in the van.""No." I reached for my phone. They lunged, one grabbed my wrist, the other went for my waist. "Let go!" I screamed. I kicked one in the leg."Shut her up," the second man said.Three black SUVs slammed to a stop around us. "GET ON THE GROUND!" Russo roared, jumping out, his gun drawn.Silas's security team swarmed, weapons pointed at the two men."Drop her! Now!"They let go and put their hands up. Russo grabbed my arm. "Get in the car, Miss Maya.""What's happening?""Car. Now."He practically shoved me into his SUV, and slammed the door
I AM SORRY~CHLOE'S POV~Russo opened the hospital door just enough for me to slip through. "Five minutes."I nodded and stepped inside, the beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound. I stopped at the foot of the bed.Dad looked pale, stripped of the suits and the terrifying aura. He was just a tired, sick man.But I wasn't looking at him.I was looking at Maya.She was slumped in a plastic chair pulled against the bed rails. Her head rested on the bed near his arm. Her fingers locked around his hand. Her face was streaked with dried tears, dark circles under her eyes like bruises.She looked broken."Maya?" I whispered.She jerked awake. Her eyes were darting to the monitor first. Then his chest, making sure it was rising and falling, then finally looked at me.She scrambled up and dropped his hand. "Chloe. You're here.""I'm here.""I should go. Give you space." She backed toward the door, arms wrapped around herself."Stop," I said.She froze."You don't have to leave.""C
PAINFUL TRUTH~CHLOE'S POV~"I don't care if she's crying, Arthur. I care about the payout." I stopped dead in the hallway. My hand froze on the doorknob."The trust documents need her signature by tomorrow," Mom's voice came through the cracked door. She didn't sound like the comforting mother from the plane."She's unstable, Genevieve," a man's voice replied through speakerphone. "If she breaks before the deposition....""She won't break," Mom snapped. "I will keep her angry. Anger is useful.""And if she asks about your forty percent fee?""She won't. She's twenty-one and heartbroken. Easiest demographic to manipulate."My stomach dropped, nausea hit. It was hot and Biting."Just get the paperwork ready," Mom said. "Once the ink is dry, Silas is bankrupt and I get my cut. If Chloe needs therapy afterward, I will pay for it out of my newly acquired funds.""Understood."The line beeped dead. I pushed the door open. It slammed against the wall. Mom jumped, dropped her phone, and spu
THE LONG GAME...~MAYA'S POV~"I found something," I said, not looking up from my laptop.Silas set coffee on the desk. "What?""The source of the media campaign," I said, turning the screen toward him. "The coordinated articles. The trending hashtags. The perfect timing."He leaned over. "Explain.""I've been tracking the metadata all morning," I said. "Every article that's been published about you in the last week has the same digital fingerprint. They're all being fed by one source.""Thorne's PR firm.""Right. But someone's paying Thorne." I pulled up another screen. "I cross-referenced the payment routing from Aegis PR. It all traces back to a Manhattan account.""Genevieve," he said."She didn't just file the lawsuit," I said. "She orchestrated everything. The timing. The narrative. The public outrage. This was planned months ago.""How long has she been watching us?""I don't know," I admitted. "But she knew about us before Chloe found that phone. She had to. The campaign was t
TWO SIDED FACE~SILAS'S POV~I stared at my phone screen.'Transaction Declined.' In red and mocking me. I tried another card. The black titanium. Supposedly limitless.'Declined.'I threw the phone across the room. It skidded across the tiles but didn't break."Silas?"Maya was in the doorway, wearing one of my linen shirts, hair messy from sleep. She looked soft. I felt like breaking things."Please.... Don't," I snapped, pacing. "Just don't.""Don't what?" She walked over and picked up the phone. Looked at the screen and went quiet. "The accounts?""Everything," I said. My voice sounded hollow. Like it was coming from somewhere far away. "The trust. The offshore holdings. The emergency cards. Genevieve got an injunction. I can't even buy gas."I laughed. It sounded harsh and Wrong. "For the first time in twenty-five years, I can't pay for my own dinner.""It's temporary.....""Temporary is long enough to lose," I cut in. "I have payroll for security. Fuel for the jet. Lobbyists wh
THE EX-WIFE~GENEVIEVE'S POV~I usually avoid London in the rain. But the news from New York was too good to miss.I stepped off the private jet at Farnborough, adjusted my Chanel sunglasses despite the grey gloom, and felt the friendly hum of opportunity. Silas King was drowning. And I wasn't about to let him go under without taking the jewelry first.The Connaught suite smelled like lilies and musty suspense. Chloe was sitting by the window, staring at the rain-slicked streets of Mayfair. She looked like a ghost...pale, frail, broken.Perfect."Oh, darling," I said, dropping my Hermès bag and rushing toward her. I didn't feel the tears. But I knew how to fake them."Mom?" Her voice was barely a whisper. She turned. The devastation in her eyes was beautiful. "You came.""Of course I came," I lied, pulling her into a hug. "I saw the headlines. That disgusting video. I couldn't stay in Paris while your father dragged our name through the gutter."She buried her face in my shoulder an
THE SAFE GUY 2~MAYA POV~We finished the pizza. Liam insisted on walking me home. He said Queens wasn't safe at night. Which made me laugh because I had lived there my whole life and he looked like he would apologize to a mugger for not carrying enough cash.The subway ride was long. We sat close
BACK TO REALITY 1~MAYA'S POV~The key stuck in the lock.It always stuck. You had to jiggle it, pull it back a millimeter, and twist. I stood in the hallway of my building in Queens, wrestling with the brass knob until my palm hurt.Behind me, Mrs. Gable's TV was blowing up a game show, vibrating
THE REJECTION~MAYA'S POV~The silence in the lodge felt stronger than the storm did.For two days, Silas hadn't looked at me. Not directly. He looked through me, around me, at his phone, at the snow, at his daughter—anywhere but my eyes.I felt like a ghost haunting a glass mansion."Pass the salt
THE PLOW ARRIVES ~SILAS'S POV~The sound of the snowplow was the worst thing I had ever heard.For three days, the snow had kept the world out. Kept reality out. I had let myself believe the storm would last forever. That I could keep her without consequences.Stupid.Scrape. Grind. Thud.The mach






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