LOGINCatherine
Lying on my bed that night, my mind kept drifting back to that text. Someone was trying to instill fear in me. And then there was Kaden’s brother—how did he know I was Kaden’s fiancée? That was weird. The threats… all of it didn’t sit right with me.
Sleep didn’t come easily.
The next morning, I stood in the kitchen making a cup of coffee when Kaden walked in, looking like the god he was.
“Good morning, wife.”
“Uh… I have a name, Kaden. Use it.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want to, wife.”
“And I want you to address me by my name,” I shot back.
“You are a stubborn woman,” he said.
“And yet you want me as a wife.”
His lips twitched slightly, almost like a smile, but it faded quickly. He took my coffee, downed the rest of it, and walked away.
I flipped through the company files I had taken from my old house, scanning page after page.
Numbers. Transfers. Signatures.
I leaned back, rubbing my temples. Then I picked up my phone and called Elena.
“Hello, Cat.”
“Listen, El, can you check the board shares for me?”
“Yeah, give me a minute. Let me try.”
A moment later, my laptop chimed, and a list of board shares appeared on the screen.
I frowned as I scanned the figures.
The company shares were dropping.
What the hell exactly was Dean planning?
*****
“What do you think you’re doing, Dean?” I said angrily, slamming the transfer papers onto the desk.
“What the fuck is this, Catherine?” he snapped, standing up.
“I should be the one asking you that question. What do you think you’re doing—selling off the company shares? Really?”
“Shut the fuck up. This is my company now,” he shot back, pointing a finger in my face.
“The company you drugged me for?” I yelled.
“Do you have any evidence to back up your claim, huh? I don’t think so. Now get the fuck out of my office.”
We stood face to face, anger radiating between us.
“You think you’re smart, Dean? How about going after Catherine Mitchell now instead of Catherine Rosawood?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I guess you’ll find out soon.”
Picking up the papers, I stormed out of the office.
Sitting in my car, I let out a scream.
“Shit… I fucked up. I shouldn’t have bragged about Kaden and our soon-to-be marriage like that… but that’s exactly why I agreed to the marriage.”
My mind was spiraling. I had made a thousand calls to the investors, and apparently, I no longer had the power to stop this.
My phone rang, and I picked up.
“Catherine, where are you?” my aunt’s voice came through.
“What happened?”
“I’m at your house, and it’s locked.”
“Yeah, that’s because I don’t live there anymore,” I exhaled. “Aunt, I’m busy.”
I hung up. I didn’t need her breathing down my neck.
I just had to wait for Kaden.
10:00pm hit by the time Kaden walked in.
“Kaden,” I called out, sounding calmer than I felt.
He narrowed his eyes at me. “What’s got you all worked up, wife?”
“I need your help. Dean’s been selling off the company shares, and I don’t know what to do,” I rambled, pacing around.
Kaden didn’t say a word. He just sat there, watching me like a statue.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said, standing up.
“That’s it?” I asked, surprised. “You want nothing in return?”
That stopped him. He turned to me.
In that deep, dominant voice of his, he said, “I’ll let you know when you can repay the favor.”
He walked away.
I didn’t get any sleep last night.
Kaden came down the stairs.
“Well?” I asked immediately, standing up.
He looked at me and shook his head. “Dean is moving fast. He’s selling the minor shares first, but I’ll see if I can buy them back.”
My stomach tightened. “Thank you. I’ll pay back whatever you want.”
Something flickered in his eyes—approval, maybe.
“Careful what you wish for, Catherine,” he said, and walked away.
I’ll have to make some phone calls, see what I can do. This wasn’t just revenge anymore.
This was war.
KadenThe boardroom was quieter than usual.I took my seat, staring at the faces that thought it was a good idea to cross me.My father sat near the center of the table, posture perfect, hands folded like he was attending a ceremony instead of a meeting.Kai leaned back in his chair, one ankle resting on his knee, watching the room with the same bored expression he wore to most family gatherings.And across from me sat the man who had spent the last few months quietly bleeding my company dry.My uncle, Victor.“Everyone is here now.”I stood, placing a folder on the table before looking around the room.“Let’s keep this simple,” I said.My father raised an eyebrow. “What’s the emergency meeting for, son?”“You’ll see.”I sat back down and gestured to the folders in front of them.“Open them.”Kai finally straightened slightly.I kept my eyes on my thieving uncle, watching carefully for his reaction.“What is this?” the bastard asked.“Missing funds,” I said calmly, even though anger w
Catherine With all the threat happening, I’ve to be at work too. I’m still battling with Dean. And the files that went missing in the financial department, I know very well it was that bastard and he’s trying to set me up.The boardroom door clicks shut behind me. I’ve working for this for a while now to finally put this bastard in his place.Mahogany table. The entire board is already waiting.And Dean.Of course he’s already here.Relaxed. Leaning back like he belongs at the head of the table.I take my seat and place my tablet on the table.“Thank you all for coming on short notice,” I say.Dean finally looks at me.“What’s the reason for this meeting, Catherine?” He said. “We discovered irregularities in the finance department,” I continue. “Large withdrawals have been made from an account that does not exist.”A few people shift in their chairs. Dean remains perfectly calm.I tap my tablet and the screen lights up.“Transactions, Dates, amounts.” I continued“All of these pa
CatherineMorning sunlight filtered through the curtains when I walked downstairs.Kaden was already in the living room.Which was strange.Kaden Mitchell was never home in the morning.He stood by the window with his phone pressed to his ear, his expression cold.“Trace every number again,” he said. “I don’t care if it’s a burner phone. Find something.”He ended the call and turned when he noticed me.“You’re awake.”“You didn’t go to work,” I said.“Neither did you.”I crossed my arms.“You skipped work to babysit me?”“It’s too early for a banter, wife, if you’re looking for one.”I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. He followed me in.I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.“I think Dean might be behind this.”I shook my head. “I don’t think so.”Kaden frowned.“Listen. Dean is an arrogant bastard,” I said. “But he’s not subtle.”“And?”“If he wanted to threaten me, he would do it directly. Dean likes watching people squirm.”“Hmm…” Kaden tsked. “My uncle inve
CatherineMy phone went dead just as I was talking with Kaden.“Damn,” I whispered.I decided to man up and see who was in the house. I was about to take a step when a young woman appeared.“Huh… who are you?”“Oh… I’m sorry. You must be Mr. Mitchell’s wife, Catherine. I’m Mia, the new house help.”I folded my arms and stared at the lady before me.“Kaden never mentioned any house help.”She was about to speak when the door flew open and Kaden walked in.“Catherine! What’s wrong? Who’s in the house?”I waved my hand toward the lady.“Her.”He breathed out in relief.“You scared the shit outta me. I thought something happened to you.”“She said you hired her. Is that true?”“Yeah. After what happened, we need help around here.”“Can we talk upstairs?” I said.He waved off the lady and followed me upstairs.“I don’t think hiring somebody in this our situation is the best. She could be a spy or something,” I said, dropping onto the bed.“She’s professional and her records are clean. And
KadenCatherine left for work again.She had argued for ten straight minutes about going to the office. In the end, I let her go because stopping her would only start another fight.I decided to visit James, because I was about to lose my cool over all this. I needed some man talk.“You look like someone insulted your entire bloodline,” James said.“Maybe they did.”James walked over to the small bar in his office and poured two glasses of whiskey before handing one to me.“That bad?” he asked.“You have no idea.”He leaned against the desk. “Start talking.”I took a sip before answering.“Someone’s targeting my wife. Her car was followed yesterday. Someone tried to cut it off.”He straightened immediately. “You’re serious?”“Very.”“You got security on her?”“Always.”James rubbed his jaw.“You better find out who’s responsible before she gets hurt.”James and I talked for hours, coming up with ways to deal with all this.*******Back at the office, Luke was waiting in my office.He
KadenThe office lights were still on at two in the morning.I hadn’t moved from my desk.Three different reports sat open in front of me, but I wasn’t reading any of them.Catherine thought I let my family walk all over her.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my eyes.My phone buzzed on the desk. Luke.I answered immediately.“What did you find?”“Still tracing the missing funds,” he said. “But whoever’s doing it knows your system well.”“I figured.”“And boss… I can’t find any connection linking your brother and Samantha together. Looks like someone wiped her records clean.”“Keep digging,” I said.I ended the call and leaned forward again.“What exactly is going on here?” I whispered. “This is too coincidental.”I never confronted Kai over this, because sometimes the smartest move was letting people think you weren’t paying attention.By morning, the office was already filling with people.I had been up for almost twenty hours.Coffee helped.Barely.My phone was off, so I plugge
Kaden“What the hell are you doing, Kaden?” my father yelled over the phone. “Why are you firing our staff? Kaden, these people have been with us from the start.”“That’s why you called? To yell about me firing your staff?”I tsked.“You’re one silly old man.”He kept babbling on the phone and I co
Kaden“Why are you buying some shares of your wife’s ex-husband’s company?” my father asked. I had just gotten to my office when the old man barged in to have a talk.“That’s my business, old man. I don’t have to report to you.”“It’s my business, boy. What exactly are you doing? Are you trying to
Catherine “Good afternoon, Mrs. Mitchell.” Rose, Kaden’s assistant, said, standing up. “Mr. Mitchell is in a meeting right now.”“Oh, don’t worry. I will wait for him.”“Alright.”She followed me to Kaden’s office and led me inside.“Can I get you anything?”“No, I’m okay. Thank you, Rose.”She no
CatherineThe venue was impossibly grand, with a cathedral-like ceiling and chandeliers that spilled light across the room.A day from now I will be officially Catherine Mitchell. I decided to take Kaden’s last name; that way I would be more feared.I left the venue and slid into the car, and the d







