LOGIN~Ava's POV~I stood in the middle of the war room. Letting myself feel the range for exactly thirty seconds.Not because I didn't have more rage than that. But because thirty seconds was all I could get. After that I needed to think, and thinking clearly while furious was something I'd gotten very good at over the past several weeks.I breathed out."He wants the narrative," I said. "That's what all this is. If he breaks the pregnancy story, it becomes a scandal. Unwed mother. Rushed engagement. Impulsive decisions made by a woman who was publicly humiliated and latched onto the first powerful man who offered her a lifeline." I looked at Dominic. "He reframes everything I've done as desperation. Everything you've done is predatory. The whole picture changes.""So we don't let him break it," Dominic said."We announce tonight."He looked at me, not jumping to it, not redirecting. Just looking."Are you ready for that?" I thought about it for a second. The pregnancy I'd kept to myself
~Ava's POV~I couldn't look away.The silence stretched long enough to mean something.I let it go within saying anything. I'd learned with Dominic silence usually meant he was thinking, not avoiding. He didn't talk till he knew what he wanted to say, and pushing him never got you anything real.But this silence had gone past processing. This one was a wall."Dominic.""You don't owe me an explanation about your past," he finally said something. His voice was precise, each word were placed carefully. "Or your choices. That's not what this arrangement…”"Stop quoting the contract at me."He went quiet."That's not what I'm asking," I said. "I'm asking what's going on in your head right now. Not the arrangement. Not the terms. Right now, in this room. What is it?"He turned away not looking at me. And then he walked straight to the window."I chose this," he said, to the glass. "The arrangement. The terms. I don't have the right to…""I just told you to stop." I crossed the room and ste
~Ava's POV~He needs to know everything.Marcus Webb.I stared at the name in Colt's file. Something settled wrong in my chest. Not the baby. Not guilt either, because I had nothing to feel guilty about. Something older and more complicated than that.Marcus had been twenty-two when I met him. I'd been twenty-one. It was before Damien, before Hale Industries had fully consumed my identity, before I'd learned to be careful about everything including who I let see me. He was the one person in that whole chapter of my life who had looked at me without an agenda. Who had chosen me without needing me to be useful first.And then my father found out.Silas had decided Marcus wasn't the right kind of person. Not the right family, not the right connections, not the right anything. He'd told me to end it. And I had, because I was twenty-one and still believing that keeping the peace with my father was the same thing as being smart.The breakup hadn't been mutual. Marcus hadn't understood and I
~Ava's POV~He'd threatened me directly.Silas Hale communicated in implication. Always had. He never said ‘ Iwill destroy you.’ He said things like ‘I'd hate for this to become complicated’ and *You know how these situations tend to resolve themselves.* The threat lived in the space between the words, deniable, elegant, the way everything he did was deniable and elegant.He had just put the threat in plain language.Which meant something had scared him badly enough to drop the performance.I played the call back for Dominic immediately. He stood with his arms crossed and listened to the whole thing. His expression the flat, careful kind that meant he was absorbing and processing simultaneously.When it ended he was quiet."He knows about Reed's offer," Dominic was looking at me."How?""Walsh. Walsh is still talking to someone, or he never stopped." He moved to the table. "Or Reed's office has a leak. Someone on his legal team.""Or my mother told him herself, as a defensive move. To
~Ava's POV~"She always had a plan.” I was whispering that to myself as I read it.I read the affidavit three times.Not because I didn't understand it. I understood it on the first read. I read it three times because each pass through it revealed a different layer, and I needed all of them before I could say anything.My mother had been building an exit for years. Not from the family. From Silas. Quietly, without a single person knowing, she had been documenting and collecting and waiting. Choosing Reed as her vehicle. Using Damien, not to hurt me, but to get close to information she needed for herself. Information that would protect her when she finally decided she'd had enough.Twenty-six years of marriage. Twenty-six years of watching my father destroy people, manipulate systems, ruin lives with the specific patience of a man who'd never once been held accountable for any of it.And she'd been taking notes.I put the affidavit down on the table."She knew about Richard Adams," "Y
~Ava's POV~I sat with it for sixty seconds.That's all I did to myself. Sixty seconds of facing it, every secret drive, every appointment I'd thought was hidden, every quiet errand with my head down. The clinic where I'd sat thinking I was being careful. The route to Victor's meeting. All of it.He'd been there, in the front seat. Watching. "The prenatal appointment. The route I took to meet Victor. All of it.""All of it," he confirmed.Then we moved.The driver was gone, Colt grilled him hard. Dominic brought in two new security guards, no connections, and questioned them himself.I watched him do all of it and said nothing.*****The next morning I came downstairs with my bag and found Dominic standing close to the elevator in his coat, keys in hand.I looked at the keys. Then at him."What are you doing?""Taking you wherever you need to go today.""I have appointments.""I know. I read your schedule."I stared at him. "You read my schedule.""I had access. I used it." He presse
~Ava's POV~"You should sleep."I didn't look up from my laptop. "I found something."Dominic quietly put a glass of water next to me and sat down across from me. I turned the screen so he could see it."This supplier. Renmark Logistics. They're on your watchlist as a Hale contractor. But they also
~Ava's POV~"You already know most of this," Dominic said, watching my face as I read. "You just didn't know what you were looking at."I looked up from the red folder. "That's either a compliment or an insult. I can't tell which.""Neither." He leaned against the edge of the lon
~Ava's POV~""No need to prove anything today," Dominic said, still looking at his phone. "Just be loud enough that they can't ignore you." I gave him a hard stare from the back seat. "That's it? You're trying to make me feel better?" "That's my strategy." I rolled my eyes. "Same thing." I looke
~Ava's POV~"Walk away before it's too late."I read it three times, just to make sure it wasn't a dream.I wasn't.Someone knew. Someone knew this marriage was fake. Something knew about the contract, about Dominic, about everything I had signed in less than forty-eight. My chest tightened. The st







