LOGINThe moment Elara stepped out and the front door gently clicked shut, Cassia turned to Darvan with a thoughtful expression. "Do you think I was too harsh with my decision to destroy the Sinclair?" she asked, her voice calm but uncertain. Darvan didn’t hesitate. "No. It was perfect... They once dest
Like the days before, Darvan showed up at the mansion again. This time, he was holding a single lily. Cassia opened the door, arching an eyebrow. "You and these flowers..." she muttered, rolling her eyes, but still, she reached out and took it from him. "Don’t tell me you’re doing all this becaus
When they arrived at the mansion, it was exactly what everyone expected and more. Grand? No. Magnificent. The kind of place that made you stop at the gates just to take it all in. Cassia stood still for a moment, staring at the building a second too long. Of course, it was one of Master Elara Voss
Weeks passed slowly, and Cassia still hadn’t opened her eyes. Her condition remained unchanged, and despite the doctors’ efforts, there was no sign of improvement. What surprised Darvan most wasn’t just the silence, it was who kept showing up. His uncle, Martinez, had begun visiting more frequently
In Darvan’s ward, silence filled the room. Fredrick and Justin had gone to get food, leaving him alone. He stared at the ceiling, one hand on his chest, the other resting at his side. "I thought I lost her," he whispered, remembering the moment he was fortunate enough to see Cassia being wheeled i
Moments later, the forensic cleaners arrived and Liam left the scene heading straight to Cassia's firm, where he found Mira just about to leave, looking utterly exhausted. "You're still here?" he asked. "I had a lot to do. Mostly because Miss Sterling didn’t show up," she muttered, yawning. "I ne
After the call came to an end, Martinez slid the phone back into his pocket and stared down at the hallway, his thoughts calculative. Who was this Lucas? What was his relationship with Cassia that made Darvan so frustrated? Martinez wondered, his fist clenching in anger. He couldn’t shake the feeli
Liam's car came to a stop and he left it, hurrying to her door. His heart pounded, not from the rush, but from worry. Her trembling voice still echoed vividly in his mind. He knocked gently on her door and waited patiently for her to answer. When she did, face-to-face with him, her expression said
Darvan turned away from Cassia's window, but his eyes caught movement—a shadow slipping past her curtains. It wasn’t hers; the figure was unmistakably different. Something felt off, and a cold sensation ran down his spine. His instincts screamed danger. "Cassia!" he said, his voice sharp with worr
"Who’s there?" Cassia stammered, her voice trembling as she crawled backwards cautiously. Her heart pounded in her chest as the door slowly creaked open, inch by inch. A figure stood in the shadows, tall and imposing, with a presence that sent chills down her spine. The deep voice that followed ma







