Mag-log inI woke up in his bed after one confusing night, and suddenly I was married to Dylan Carter, the man I'd loved in silence for twelve years. The man who was supposed to marry my sister. Everyone thinks I'm a scheming gold-digger who trapped Riverside's most eligible bachelor. Even Dylan believes I drugged him and orchestrated everything. He looks at me with pure hatred, spending every night with my sister while I wait alone in our empty house. Then I discovered I'm pregnant. But before I could tell him, I overheard the truth: my "perfect" sister Sophie was the one who planned that night. She drugged Dylan, called the reporters, set the whole trap, she just walked into the wrong room. And my adoptive family? They only took me in because Sophie needed my bone marrow. Everything I believed was a lie. Now Sophie's faking suicide attempts to manipulate Dylan into divorcing me, and my so-called family has disowned me in front of everyone. I'm alone, pregnant, and everyone in Riverside thinks I'm the villain in this story. But I've decided something: I'm not giving up. Not my husband, not my baby, and definitely not my future. Sophie wants the life she thinks I stole? She'll have to go through me first.
view moreThe Second NameEmma POVI stared at the screen.The name was there.Clear.Impossible to misunderstand.SOPHIE BENNETT.For several seconds, nobody spoke.Then Sophie laughed.It was a strange sound.Nervous.Disbelieving.Almost frightened."No."Charles Whitmore watched her."No?" he repeated.She shook her head."You're lying.""Am I?""I have nothing to do with your council."Charles smiled."Neither did Nathan. At least, that's what he believed."Sophie stepped backward.Dylan looked at Charles."Why her?""Because Sophie possesses qualities Nathan lacks.""What qualities?"Charles turned toward Sophie."Ambition. Adaptability. A willingness to make difficult choices."Sophie stared at him."You don't know me."Charles's smile widened."I know you spent years trying to become Mrs. Carter."Her face changed."I know you believed Emma stole the future you deserved.""Stop.""And I know you were willing to hurt people to reclaim it.""Shut up!"Her voice echoed through the room.I
The Man We TrustedEmma POVNathan Reed.I stared at the name on the screen.Then at the man standing beside me.For a moment, nobody spoke.Nathan looked as shocked as the rest of us.But after everything we had discovered, I no longer knew whether shock meant innocence."Nathan?"He didn't answer.Dylan stepped forward."How long have you known?"Nathan turned toward him."Known what?""Don't play games with me.""I'm not."Dylan pointed at the screen."Your name is listed as the successor to Project Zero. Explain that."Nathan swallowed."I can't."Charles Whitmore smiled."Perhaps I should help."Everyone turned toward him."Nathan was selected long before any of you understood what Project Zero was."My stomach tightened."Selected for what?""Leadership."Dylan laughed bitterly."Another experiment?"Charles shook his head."An investment."Nathan stared at him."I don't know you."Charles raised an eyebrow."Are you certain?"Something changed in Nathan's expression.Charles no
The Ones Above the GameDylan POVThe doors opened slowly.Too slowly.Like whoever was behind them wanted us to feel the anticipation.Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.The facility that had held decades of secrets was suddenly silent.Then footsteps echoed.One person.Not a group.Not an army.Just one person walking toward us.That was somehow worse.Because people with real power never needed to arrive loudly.They expected the world to make space for them.My mother stood frozen.I had never seen her look afraid like that.Not when Victor threatened her.Not when her secrets were exposed.Not even when everything collapsed.But now?She looked like she was facing a ghost.“Who is it?”Emma asked.My mother didn’t answer.“Evelyn.”Her lips moved.But no words came out.Then the person appeared.An older man.Perfectly dressed.Calm.Almost ordinary.That was the terrifying part.He did not look like someone who controlled lives.He looked like someone who attended charity events.Some
The Choice She MadeDylan POVThe voice came through the speakers.A voice I knew.A voice that had comforted me as a child.A voice that had lied to me for years.My mother.“By me.”Nobody moved.The silence was unbearable.Then Emma stepped toward the speaker.“Evelyn.”My mother’s voice shook.“Emma.”The pain in that single word was obvious.Not the voice of an enemy.The voice of someone who had carried a secret for too long.“Why?”Emma’s question was simple.But it carried years of pain.“Why would you lock us in here?”A pause.Then my mother answered.“Because if I didn’t, Victor would.”I looked at the security system.“You expect us to believe that?”My mother sighed.“No.”That surprised me.“No?”“No.”Her voice became softer.“Because I know what I have done.”The room went quiet.She continued.“I know I have taken choices away from people.”Emma looked away.“I know I became part of the same thing I hated.”Those words affected everyone.Especially Emma.Because my mo
Emma POV"Nothing," I said quickly. Too quickly. "Nothing's wrong with me."Dylan's eyes narrowed. He was studying me now, really looking at me in a way he hadn't since that first morning we woke up together. I could see his mind working, putting pieces together."You've been doing that all day, ha
Emma POV I woke up several hours later to the sound of raised voices downstairs. Dylan's voice was angry and sharp. And another voice, male, equally angry.I got out of bed and crept to the top of the stairs, staying in the shadows where I couldn't be seen.Dylan was in the foyer, and standing wit
Emma POVI'd never seen Dylan look at me like that before. Well, that wasn't exactly true. He'd looked at me with hatred plenty of times, with disgust and contempt and barely concealed loathing. But this was different. This was rage mixed with something else, something darker that made my blood run
Emma POVA strong hand caught my arms, steadying me before I could fall."Careful there."I looked up, and my heart stopped.It was Dylan's younger brother, Marcus Carter. I'd only met him once, briefly, at the wedding. He'd been away on business ever since, somewhere overseas. I didn't even know h
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