LOGINAmbrose’s POVBy the time I stepped out of the car, the world was already waiting for me.Cameras.Microphones.Voices layered on top of each other like chaos given form.“Mr. Vincenzo! Is it true-”“Ambrose! Did you fake your condition-”“Are the allegations about you, your son, and Miss Benedykta-”I didn’t slow down.Didn’t look at them.Didn’t acknowledge the frenzy.Because this?This was noise.And I had come to deliver something far more dangerous.The truth.Inside, the atmosphere shifted instantly. Controlled. Managed. Expectant. My team had done their job security tight, press contained, every outlet represented.Good.I wanted all of them here.I wanted every camera rolling.Because once I spoke…There would be no taking it back.Matteo stepped closer as I approached the podium, his voice low. “Everything is in place.”“Good.”“Articles are already being flagged and taken down.”Of course they were.I adjusted my cufflinks, my expression calm despite the storm outside.“And
Ben’s POVI didn’t mean to see it.I wasn’t looking for anything.I was just sitting on the couch with Alessia curled up beside me, her small legs draped over mine as she laughed at SpongeBob SquarePants playing on the screen. Her laughter was light and carefree, the kind that made everything feel normal for a moment.Like nothing was wrong.Like my life wasn’t slowly unraveling.Then my phone buzzed.Once.Twice.Three times.I frowned, reaching for it absentmindedly.And that’s when everything fell apart.The first headline made my stomach drop.“NEW WAY GROUP HEIRESS AT CENTER OF SHOCKING LOVE SCANDAL.”My breath caught.“No…” I whispered.My fingers trembled as I tapped the notification, my heart already racing.Then I saw the next one.“FATHER AND SON ENTANGLED WITH THE SAME WOMAN INSIDE THE REBEL FAMILY SECRET.”The words blurred instantly as tears filled my eyes.“What…?” My voice cracked.I kept reading, even though every part of me screamed to stop.They twisted everything.M
Nolan’s POVI shouldn’t have stayed that long.The thought followed me all the way down the hallway, clinging to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake. Ben’s apartment door had barely closed behind me, yet her presence still lingered on my skin, in my chest, in the quiet chaos of my mind.She looked… softer.Still guarded. Still hurting. But softer.And that scared me more than anything.Because it made me want things I wasn’t sure I deserved anymore.I exhaled sharply as I stepped out of the building, the cool air hitting my face like a reset I desperately needed. My car was parked just across the street, but instead of getting in immediately, I paused, dragging a hand through my hair.Too much was happening.Too fast.Ben. The baby. My father. The tension that refused to die no matter how hard we tried to bury it.And now I didn’t even know what now was yet.I got into the car and drove straight to the office, hoping foolishly that work would distract me. That numbers and meetings and
NOLAN POV Love isn’t always lost in grand betrayals… sometimes, it slips quietly through your hands.I didn’t sleep.Not even for a second.I just lay there staring at the ceiling, replaying everything I said to Ben the night before—every word, every tone, every moment her expression changed.I shouldn’t have said it like that.Hell, I shouldn’t have said it at all.The word obligation had slipped out in frustration, not intention. But once it was out there, hanging between us, there was no taking it back.And the look on her face said it all that I had fucked up big time.God.It wasn’t anger.It was disappointment.Like I had become someone she didn’t recognize.By morning, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to fix it or at least try to. When I got to her place, my hand hovered over the doorbell for a second longer than it should have.I wasn’t nervous.I don’t get nervous.But this?This felt different.Because with Ben… things always mattered more.I rang the bell and footsteps
ASHER POV A FEW DAYS EARLIER Some wounds don’t heal… they sharpen. I didn’t mean to push her that hard.That’s what I told myself.That’s what I keep telling myself.But the truth?The truth is I wanted to wipe that look off her face.That calm, controlled, untouchable expression Benedykta Rebel always wore like armor.Like she owned everything.Like she deserved everything.It happened too fast.One second she was standing there, arguing with me in front of the board like she always did measured, composed, irritatingly perfect.The next my hand was on her shoulder.And I pushed.Harder than I should have. Her body stumbled backward, heels slipping against the polished floor. For a brief second, our eyes locked.There was no anger in hers.No fear.Just… disappointment and I hated that more than anything.Then crack.The sound echoed in the boardroom as her head hit the marble floor.Everything stopped.Completely.Her body went still.Too still.“Ben!”Voices erupted around me, but t
BEN POV“Kiss me…”The words barely left my lips before I realized what I had done.What I had asked for.But I didn’t take them back.I couldn’t.Because the way he was looking at me like I was something he had lost and somehow found again.It unraveled me completely.Ambrose stilled for a second.Just a second.Like he was giving me time to change my mind.I didn’t.His hand came up slowly, cupping my jaw, his thumb brushing just beneath my lip.“Ben…” he whispered, my name heavy with warning.With restraint.With everything we weren’t supposed to cross.“I know,” I breathed.I knew about Nolan.I knew about the past.I knew about how wrong this could become.And yet…I leaned into his touch instead of pulling away.That was all it took.His lips found mine again.This time, there was nothing hesitant about it.No careful distance.No restraint.It was deeper.Warmer.Like everything we had buried for eight years had finally broken free.My fingers tangled into his shirt, pulling him
BEN POV Many times I wish that it had just been a bad dream. Many times I wish that I had never pushed him away when I really needed him. Many times I wish that I had told him how much I loved him. Many times I wish that I had never given him a hard time... I should have pulled him close wh
BEN POVI stared at the darkened phone screen in my hand, the anger still bubbling beneath my skin. My fingers trembled, not from the cold but from everything that had been stirred up again—memories, wounds, truths no one ever cared to hear.I tossed the phone onto the bed and sat down, trying to s
BEN POV The hospital was colder than I remembered. The air smelled like antiseptic and quiet dread. Three months pregnant, and already everything felt heavier—my body, my mind, my heart. The checkup had gone fine, the baby was growing well, but the doctor had looked at Nolan like he was the father
BEN POVThe morning light spilled softly through the kitchen window as I sat at the table, slowly chewing on a piece of toast. My stomach wasn’t queasy for once, but my nerves made up for it. Today was my first official prenatal checkup, and even though everything seemed fine on the outside, I co







