เข้าสู่ระบบBeatrice’s PovRaymond stood near the doorway with his duffel bag resting against his leg, and the sight of it made my heart feel off.I had known something was wrong for weeks. He had been coming home late, keeping his phone screen turned down on the table, and dodging every conversation about our business accounts. I thought he was just stressed about work, but seeing that bag packed by the front door made everything click into place."I am leaving you, Beatrice," Raymond said, his voice quiet as he adjusted the collar of his suit jacket.I stepped into his path, blocking the narrow gap toward the hallway. "What do you mean by that? You cannot just walk out on me after everything we built together.""I don't care about the business anymore," Raymond replied, looking down at his shoes instead of my face.I recalled how distant he had been over dinner last night, staring right through me while I talked about our quarterly goals. The missing bank transfers, the sudden password changes
Xavier found the file at three in the morning and I woke up to the sound of his chair scraping back, hard, like he'd stood up too fast."Nicole," he said. "Come look at this."I sat next to him, still half asleep, and read the screen over his shoulder. Then we saw a name and a photo of a man with tired eyes, a lab coat, research papers which was dated years back, buried under fake company names."He was a scientist," Xavier said. "My father was brilliant, apparently, he worked in neuroscience before he vanished off every public record.""Vanished how?""That's the thing." Xavier's hand was shaking on the mouse. "He didn't disappear but the syndicate took him… or even bought him. I can't tell which yet.""What was he working on?"Xavier scrolled down, and his face went pale. "It was something called the project threadline and I don't know what it does yet, but the funding numbers are insane. Whatever it is, the syndicate wanted it badly enough to build an entire cover operation aroun
The van rolled up behind us the second we stepped out of the car as the doors slammed against the pavement and our boots landed hard on the concrete as I grabbed Mira by the arm and pulled her behind a dumpster before the first shot even fired."Get down!" I said as we dropped to the ground and the bullets tore into the metal above our heads loudly and close. My ears rang from the noise and my hands shook, but I kept them steady around my gun"This was a setup," Mira said, breathing hard beside me."You think?" I fired back at the nearest shadow moving toward us through the smoke and he dropped instantly as Mira fired next to me,with two shots and another man went down between the cars. We moved together without a word, crouching low and weaving between the vehicles, using the chaos around us to gain distance as we continued."There's an alley," she said, pointing past the corner. "They are fifty feet away from us.""Go."We ran through the dark as shots cracked behind us, hitting
Pov: NicholeI lay awake in the pitch-dark bedroom with my eyes wide open. Xavier was curled in front of me, his warm back pressed flush against my chest under the thin wool blanket. Neither of us had slept a wink since the sun went down.Through the silence, the clock on the far wall made a soft, rhythmic ticking sound that filled the cold space between us. It was nearly two in the morning when Xavier finally turned his head toward the wall and spoke into the shadows."My whole name is a lie," he said, his voice barely rising above a whisper.I pulled him closer, wrapping my arm tightly around his ribs. "Your name is still yours, Xavier.""No, it isn't," he muttered, shaking his head against the pillow. "Everything I thought I knew about my father is gone. The papers inside were all fake and my birth record was fabricated, and I don't even know who actually bought my first crib under that roof.""You are still the exact same person," I said, leaning over him. "I watched you during
The ConfrontationXavier didn't call ahead. He just drove straight to his mother's house, with the ledger that clutched in his hand like it might disappear if he loosened his grip. I went with him and obviously, I wasn't going to let him walk into that alone.She opened the door in her silk robe, with a perfect hair even at this hour, and smiled like nothing was wrong."Xavier, sweetheart, what a surprise."Then Xavier , ignored all her glances and held up the ledger. "Explain this."Her smile didn't move, but her eyes did with just a flicker. "Explain what?""Mother, don't give me that shit." His voice was low and shaking. "Don't stand there and pretend like you don't know about this."She stepped back and let us in, her hands folding tight in front of her. When we came in, the living room felt too clean and perfect, like a stage set for a life that wasn't real."Sit down," she said as she offered a hand to the direction of the seat. "I don't want to sit." Xavier snapped."Xavier
Pov: NicholeXavier called me before I even had my coat off."Nichole, you need to sit down." He said."I'm sitting." I replied, taking one left corner of the dining as he sat down together with me and started the conversation."The name from the ledger, the one the enforcer gave us before he died. I need it to come to your notice that we ran it against Thorne's list.""And?""It's Senator Callahan."I actually laughed, not because it was funny, but because it was too much. "The guy who does the ribbon cuttings? The one with the foundation for foster kids?”"That's the one.""That's insane, Xavier.""I know." He responded,as his voice cracked a little. "Thorne went quiet on the phone for a full minute and I've never heard him go quiet like that."I could hear Xavier's shallow breathing, like he'd been running."They put a man like that in plain sight," he said. "And he is someone everyone loves, who no one would ever suspect.""That's the whole point," I replied as Xavier didn't answe
POV :Beatrice.Knock! knock!I heard a knock on the door.She didn't look like a woman who had just seen a tragedy. Her coat was buttoned, and her face was a mask of cold indifference. She looked at me with eyes that were far too calm for the news she was carrying."Mrs. Beatrice," she said flatly,
(Xavier's Pov)“Get me the car keys!”Xavier's calm but commanding tone got the chief guard into tremendous fear of obedience, as he fumbled towards his boss, rushing with his car keys. Xavier took the keys from him. His tone wasn’t raised, it didn't have to be as authority dripped from it, the k
(Nichole's Pov)I woke up with a gasp, disoriented and aching. My head still throbbed hard as I found out I was lying on the floor, this time, on a cold pavement, in front of my house. I still noticed my body was still in blood stains.Where am I? I was confused.I wobbled to my feet. Looking arou
“Nichole! The test confirms you are 3weeks pregnant!”“What? Pregnant?”I had a flutter immediately in my stomach, not the baby, but the excitement when I heard the news.My trembling hands caressed my belly, joy swelling in my heart.The test results were real!I will soon be a mother.I am pregnan







