Mag-log inSynopsis Katherine McQueen's world shattered when her father borrowed from Massimo Hollingsworth, a ruthless New York billionaire who commands the fearsome Hollingsworth dynasty. When Massimo arrived to collect his due, a tragic accident left him in a coma. Desperate and cornered, Katherine was forced into a marriage she never wanted. His powerful relatives plotted his death, certain he wouldn’t survive, eager to erase her as well by throwing her out once she becomes a widow. But Massimo did survive. When he awakened, the ice in his gaze was nothing compared to the fury in his heart. He recognized Katherine as the daughter of the man who orchestrated his accident. Hatred replaced reason. Cruelty became his weapon. “I heard you might be pregnant with my child already? Abort it. I don’t want a child from your wretched bloodline.” Devastated, Katherine fled, building a new life far from his shadow. But seven years later, fate played its cruel hand again. At a bustling amusement park, her brilliant young son, a boy who looked like a miniature Massimo, pointed to a man on stage. “Mom, why does that man look so much like me?” “Because he’s your uncle. But remember, never cross his path. He’s dangerous… he even threatened me while I carried you.” Yet her son was no fool. Taking matters into his own hands, he wrote a letter to Massimo. "You are my dad, but you terrified my mother while she was pregnant with me. What kind of father does that make you? I hate that I look so much like you. But guess what? I’ve come to stay and suffocate you.”
view more“Oh, fuck! What the hell’s going on?!” Massimo screamed for the umpteenth time, clutching his stomach as he bolted toward the office bathroom, nearly tripping over the carpet. His usual composure had vanished, replaced by the raw panic of a stomach twisted into knots.Katherine’s lips pressed together, but the moment he disappeared behind the door, she couldn’t hold it in. She threw her head back and burst into loud laughter, slamming her hands onto the paperwork in front of her.Oh, goodness… she was enjoying this far too much.Earlier, she’d slipped a tiny amount of Bisacodyl, a mild laxative into his coffee, just enough to make him squirm and visit the toilet throughout the day, but not cause real harm. Since then, Massimo had treated the office bathroom like his second office, cursing under his breath every time he dashed past. Katherine had played the part of the innocent, her face buried in work as his outbursts echoed across the room. And every time he disappeared into the toil
The tension in the office was so thick it felt solid. Katherine swallowed hard, finally tearing her gaze away from Massimo. He was still standing where he'd been since Rosa announced the news, his jaw tight, fists clenched at his side. Rosa had fled as though her trousers were truly on fire, leaving Katherine alone to face the storm. She cleared her throat. “I-I’ll go get your coffee now… and also get Sir Damien his too. I’ll be back soon.”She turned toward the door, but before her fingers could touch the handle, a firm hand slammed against the wood beside her. Her breath hitched as Massimo’s body closed in. Her back hit the door with a dull thud.He was too close. Close enough that she could feel the heat of him.She looked up at him, heart racing. “Wh-what are you doing, Ma-Massimo? You—”Her words dissolved into a shaky gasp when his hand rose and settled against her throat, not tight, but just enough to steal the air from her lungs and send awareness flooding straight to her
Monday Morning.“Ethan, hurry up or you’re going to be late for school!” Katherine called out as she double-checked the lunch bag on the counter. It was her first day back at work, and all weekend she’d rehearsed her survival strategy: stay invisible, avoid Damien completely, and most importantly, keep herself far, far away from Massimo.But even the thought of him made her stomach twist. No matter how hard she tried to shove it out of her mind, the memory of that humiliating encounter at the hospital clung to her. Every time it replayed in her head, she felt her cheeks heat in embarrassment. How was she supposed to look him in the eye today? Share the same hallway? Breathe the same office air?Be neutral. Pretend nothing happened. Focus. You planned this, Katherine. Stick to it, she reminded herself for the hundredth time, inhaling deeply.“Mom, I’m here.”Ethan’s small voice pulled her back to reality. She looked down to find him standing in front of her ready.A smile softened her
“You caused all of this! You’re the cause of it!” Ariana snapped, pacing the hospital room.Ryan sat on the edge of the visitor chair, shoulders hunched. “I’m sorry. I di—” he starts, but Massimo’s glare made the apology died on his tongue. Massimo lies propped against pillows, his chest a white sheet of bandages. Ariana watches Ryan’s face, then narrows her gaze at Massimo. She presses a fingertip to her chin, like she’s weighing a bitter thought.“That bastard son of Vortan will pay,” Massimo promised. “Once I’m out of here I’ll ruin him and his family. I’ll tear them apart, then I’ll finish it with Katherine. She’ll have nothing left.” He smiled, cruelly. “She deserves to be left in ruin with him.”Ariana’s jaw hardens. “You’ll do whatever you like to get revenge, Massimo, but not at Katherine’s expense. She’s my friend. You hurt her, you hurt me. Not a scratch, physically or emotionally will touch her while I can stop it. Settle your scores with Damien without involving her.”Ma
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