LOGINShe spent all her life loving a man the world called the devil. Three years into a loveless marriage, she kept hoping, wishing one day he would love her back look at her like she wasn't just another piece of furniture. Her hope crumbles when she finds him in the arms of his supposed childhood friend. The night of betrayal drizzled away any hope of love. She doesn't scream, doesn't make herself known. She slips back, turns, and runs, ready to hide away and cry her heart out, but fate has another plan, she is thrust into an accident. She survives. He thinks she died. She runs away, hiding her pregnancy. Years later, their paths collide again. Only this time, the Devil who once couldn't bear to look at her is on his knees, begging her to come back. He is twisted but the truth becomes far more than she expected shadows lurk around, ready to unravel her reality. She finds herself entangled in a deadly game between the man who saved her life and the monster she was saved from.
View MoreCATHERINE POV The moment those words rolled off her lips and spilled into the suddenly thick, suffocating air, every single muscle in my body contracted.Dominic Moretti.Horror flashed through me like an electric shock leaving my blood humming with the frantic surge of adrenaline, I whipped my head toward the stage so fast a sharp, stinging pain shot down my neck. I barely registered the ache over the deafening thud of my heart slamming against my ribs.No. It can't be possible.My jaw clenched, as I tried to stutter out a word, a single denial to reassure myself that I was losing my mind. I tried to tell myself that I had misheard, that the ghosts of my past were playing tricks on me, that the demons from my nightmares had finally crawled out of the dark to mess with my head.The desperate justification barely lasted a second before a fresh wave of paralyzing fear flooded my bloodstream. My skin turned ice-cold. My breath hitched in my chest, a tight knot forming in my throat while
DOMINIC POV "It has been five years, Dominic! Five fucking years! Catherine is dead, when will you stop this? Fucking look at you!"He yelled so loud I was almost certain all of New York could hear him. I stared at him with hollow, dead eyes. Lines of worry had aged him drastically.The once-mighty Richard Moretti was losing his mind in my office. Normally, I would have barked right back and put him in his place, but I didn't care. I didn't have the will to."Dominic! Catherine is dead! For four fucking years, let it go! Heal! Look at you, you’ve lost weight, you’re gaunt, you look like a cold corpse. You look dead!" my father roared harder.Because I was.The day she died, I died right alongside her. The moment the news of her death reached me, every single living cell in me surrendered.I didn't just lose my Catherine, I lost myself. I lost the will to live.He didn't know how many times I had stood in front of the mirror with a gun pressed to my head, coming so close to pulling th
CATHERINE POV FIVE YEARS LATER“Ma’am, the clients are at the office. They’re requesting an urgent meeting.”My fingers drummed against my thigh. My gaze remained fixed on the passing scenery outside, the fading skyline melting into the distance while the rich scent of car leather filled my nostrils.“Escort them out. I don't do urgent. meetings.”“I tried, but”“If they persist, call security and have them thrown out of my building. The Vance Reconstruction Group doesn't tolerate disrespect.”“Yes, ma’am.”I hung up. I had too much work to deal with and zero patience for corporate drama especially on the night of the Lockwood dinner party.No matter how much I had objected, Adrian was set in stone about my attendance. He claimed it was the ultimate opportunity for me to expand. I already dominated Ohio, no local company could compete with half of what I’d built over the last five years.Ohio was small and while I could expand further, I chose not to. The bigger my footprint grew, th
CATHERINE POV Consciousness slowly seeped back in, the low, frequent robotic beat of a machine thudding through the void. I fluttered my lashes open, wincing as the light bit my irises.I blinked, adjusting to the contrast of the room. My gaze stared at the ceiling. I tried to reach up, but pain coursed through my body and stopped me. I inhaled through the oxygen mask. My body was weak, too weak lift my body.I tried to think, to remember how I got here, in a hospital?Slowly, then with brute force, the memories slammed in. Images of him, of my Dom in another woman's arms. The way I cried my lungs out in the car, and then the accident, the way I called and begged him, all to be cut off and told to die... I could still recall the horrifying impact, the glass sticking into my skin, the distorted voices that spoke before darkness claimed me.I clenched my hand; my lips parted, yet no words came out.You almost died, he doesn't deserve you, you can't keep doing this.I nodded, tears blur












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