EMMA’S POVI kept my eyes fixed on Jason, silently pleading that my worst fears wouldn’t come true. My legs trembled beneath me as a dreadful thought gnawed at my mind.I wanted to ignore the three women standing before us. I wanted to pretend that this wasn’t happening, that today wasn’t about to turn into a nightmare. But I couldn’t. The truth was standing right in front of me, and no matter how much I feared it, I had to know."Jason, do you know them?" My voice was barely above a whisper, but I knew he heard me.Jason turned his gaze to me, shaking his head so fast it almost looked comical. A tiny wave of relief washed over me. Maybe this was all a misunderstanding. Maybe—"Did you just deny me, Jason?" The tallest woman’s voice dripped with venom, her arms crossed in fury."I don’t know about her," the blonde one interjected, her voice trembling as tears streamed down her face, "but Jason, what you did to me was so cruel that my love for you turned into pure hatred."My stomach t
EMMA'S POVAs we stepped out of the wedding venue, I knew I couldn't go home in this state. The pain clawing at my chest was unbearable, and if I didn't find a way to numb it, I might do something reckless."Vee, I want to go to a bar." I stopped in my tracks, turning to Veronica, who was practically holding me up."But why, Emma? You need to go home, take a cool bath, and try to forget about Jason. That man isn't worth a single tear from you." Her voice was gentle but firm. "I know you're hurting, but please don't do anything drastic.""I can't go home like this," I insisted, desperation creeping into my voice. "I need alcohol to make me feel better, even if it's just for a few hours."Veronica sighed, clearly torn between understanding my pain and wanting to protect me from myself. After a moment, she hissed in frustration and nodded. "Fine. But don’t overdo it."We drove to a bar about thirty minutes from the venue. The atmosphere was calm— probably because it wasn’t dark yet. The
JASON'S POVI stood at the altar, helpless, unable to convince Emma that I wasn’t guilty of the accusations thrown at me.The evidence those women presented was damning—so well-crafted that even I couldn’t refute it. But I wasn’t about to give up. No, I would chase Emma down if I had to, and I would get to the bottom of this. Someone had set me up, and I intended to find out who.I hurried after her, following at a safe distance to see where she was heading. The last thing I wanted was for her to do something reckless in her pain.And where did she end up? A bar.Watching her drown her sorrows in alcohol sent a stabbing pain through my chest. It hurt more than I could describe—seeing the woman I love in so much pain because of me.For now, my hands were tied. She despised me, even in her drunken state.I was caught off guard when she suddenly grabbed my collar as I fastened her seatbelt in the car. Before I could react, she kissed me.It was so sudden that it took my breath away. If s
JASON'S POV We finally arrived at the basement where Lucas had restrained the woman. This had to be Nena— the same woman who had accused me of making her barren. As soon as she saw me, a smug smirk curled on her lips. Her hands and legs were bound tightly to a chair, and a thick plaster sealed her mouth shut. “Start talking,” I ordered, my voice calm, though inside, I was anything but. “Lucas, take the plaster off her mouth.” Lucas did as instructed, peeling away the adhesive, and Nena let out a slow exhale, her eyes filled with defiance. “What makes you think I’ll just spill everything?” she challenged, her determination evident. I shook my head, smirking in a way she wouldn’t understand. If only she knew what I had in store for her. “I’ll ask again,” I said, my tone sharper now. “Who sent you to ruin my wedding, and why?” Her triumphant smile widened. “Before I took this job, I already gave a statement to the authorities. If I go missing for two days, they’ll come looking. A
EMMA’S POV:"Emma, thank goodness you're finally awake! You've been out for hours," Veronica exclaimed, relief evident in her voice.I could barely process her words. My head felt like it had been run over by a truck. The pounding pain made it impossible to even tilt my head.I attempted to sit up, but the moment I did, the room spun wildly around me."Are you okay?" Veronica asked, noticing my strained expression."I'm having a severe headache… more like a migraine," I muttered."It's a hangover. Just relax, you'll be fine," she assured me."Hangover?" I frowned. "What happened to me, Vee?""Not now, Emma. Let me get you some coffee— it'll help sober you up a little."As Veronica stood to get the coffee, I forced myself to sit up, leaning back against the headboard for support. The throbbing in my skull intensified."Shit!" I cussed, pressing my fingers against my temples in frustration."Here, Emma, have a sip. It’s hot, so be careful."I took the cup from her and sipped cautiously,
VERONICA'S POV"Hello, I’m already on my way to the hospital. Wait for me there."The moment I walked out of Emma's house, Daniel called me. His voice carried a mix of urgency and irritation, and I could tell he was eager to know the results of the paternity test.I smirked. If everything went according to my plan, I would be the happiest woman alive.As for Emma, the trouble she was facing now would keep her occupied long enough for me to execute my next move.I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Simeon’s number. He needed to be at the hospital too. It was only right that he witnessed the big reveal firsthand.Honestly, I didn’t care which one of them turned out to be the father. Both Daniel and Simeon were rich—filthy rich—so whoever ended up responsible for my baby wouldn’t make much of a difference to me. Either way, I was set for life.Fifteen minutes later, I arrived at the hospital and took a deep breath before stepping inside. This was it. The moment of truth.The automati
EMMA'S POV: I drove to the location that had been sent to me. As I neared the destination, I tried calling the person who had sent the message, but the number was unavailable. The map on my phone directed me to an abandoned building. A sinking feeling settled in my chest. Was this really a good idea? I hesitated, gripping the steering wheel tightly. This place didn’t look safe at all. The street was eerily quiet, the building standing tall like a forgotten relic. I think it was a bad idea to come here without protection. The realization hit me hard. What if this is a trap? A chill ran down my spine. The windows of the building were shattered, and graffiti covered the walls. It was the kind of place where bad things happened in movies. Emma, when will you learn not to trust people so easily? My heart pounded in my chest. What have I really gotten myself into? The uneasiness growing in my gut screamed at me to turn back. It wasn’t too late. I could still leave. I could just
SIMEON'S POV What the hell is wrong with the man I hired for such a simple job? He was supposed to take care of everything swiftly, yet he allowed both Lily and Nena to get caught. I had given him clear instructions—shoot her on sight and ensure she was eliminated completely. And yet, here she is, still clinging to life in a hospital bed. The worst part? Someone managed to capture Lily and remove the implanted bomb I had used to control her. Whoever did this is highly skilled, and that complicates things for me. But it doesn’t matter. I can still fix this. I need to get to the hospital immediately and finish what that incompetent fool failed to do. As for Lily, I will deal with her later. She may no longer have the bomb implanted in her, but I still have her greatest weakness—her son. No matter how much she fights, I still hold the ultimate leverage. --- I arrived at the hospital, driving straight to the address I had been given. As I approached the entrance, the security guar
ALFRED'S POVYou know, I’ve always been smart enough to avoid having a business rival like Noir Elixir. I mean, they’re one of the biggest fashion labels in the world— especially here in New Jersey. People worship that brand like it’s the Bible of fashion. Me? I just wanted to build my own thing quietly. But somehow, here I am— stuck in a huge mess with them.They’re accusing me of stealing their design.Crazy, right?I own LUXRA, a fast-rising fashion tech brand. We use AI to create custom pieces for elite clients. Yeah, it’s still new, just growing. But I have a big vision for it. I believe in this company more than I’ve ever believed in anything. But now, Scott Norman— CEO of Noir Elixir— is suing me for theft.And all of this wouldn’t be happening if Ivy hadn’t left me for Scott.Yep. That part still stings.The design in question? I created it. It came from my brain, my sketches, my software. Back when Ivy and I were dating, she knew all about it. I trusted her with everything— m
VINA'S POVBefore I stepped out of the car, I wiped my tears quickly. My eyes were swollen, but I couldn’t let the guests see me like that. How could I even begin to explain to everyone inside that my own husband got my twin sister pregnant? I forced a smile on my face, fixed my dress, and walked towards the front door like everything was perfect.As soon as I stepped into the house, I heard loud voices yell, "Happy birthday!" They all thought it was Scott walking in behind me."Where is he?" his mother, Nina, asked with a big smile on her face."Uh... kind of busy," I replied, forcing another smile. "But he'll be here very soon."The words tasted like poison in my mouth. Today was supposed to be fun. It was supposed to be perfect. But everything had fallen apart. I climbed the stairs slowly, went into our bedroom, and locked the door behind me. My legs gave out, and I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to replay everything I had just witnessed at Scott’s office.Ivy. My own twin sist
VINA'S POVFor a whole month, I had been thinking of how I was going to celebrate my husband’s birthday. Scott — my charming, handsome billionaire husband. We’ve been married for two years now, and to be honest, it’s the kind of marriage I dreamed about back when I was just a teenager. You know, the fairy-tale type where the prince falls in love with the village girl — except in my case, I was a successful lawyer, and he was the prince with a black card.And today — yes, today was his birthday.The house? Already decorated from head to toe by professionals. The smell of his best dish filled the air. His favorite wine? Sitting perfectly chilled, waiting. I invited his friends, his siblings, even his ever-dramatic mother. All set. All perfect. I couldn’t stop smiling. I imagined the look on his face when he walked in and saw everything. I could already hear his deep laugh, the kind that made my heart do backflips.But to make everything seem normal, I thought — hey, why not go pick him u
EMMA'S POVAs soon as I heard that Angel had been apprehended, I went back home with Jason.I had to plead for Aunty Grace to follow me as well at least to see Mum Susan.Jason told me how he had to devise the necessary means to take Angel down. He disguised himself as Mr Graham three months ago when he found out the kind of shady business that Angel does.Though the poison that was given to Angel didn't kill Veronica but definitely she is going to receive a punishment equivalent to her sins.I told Jason to take me straight to Mum Susan’s house. I don't know how i really feel about her.I am happy that I have a mother but I really want to know why she did that to my father.When she saw me she ran to me with tears in her eyes and hugged me.Aunty Grace refused to come down from the car.I ignored it because I had so many things to talk to her about.Cherry isn't around yet but I called her and informed her that I am at home.Mum Susan started cooking for me and before the food was re
After that night, everything changed. I could feel it the moment I walked into the FBI headquarters. The looks on their faces, the whispers, the way they avoided meeting my eyes—all signs that they had lost faith in me. And I couldn’t blame them. I had one job: to deliver Damon, and I failed.That night, the building was surrounded. I had planned everything perfectly. Agents were stationed at every exit, waiting for my command. We were so close. I could practically taste victory. But, Damon found out who I am. And till now am still wondering how he did.I thought about the way he looked at me last night, the pain in his eyes. I had never seen him like that before. For a moment, I saw the man behind the empire, the man behind all the crimes. And I froze. That was all it took. In that split second, he escaped, and I was left standing there, surrounded by disappointed faces.Now, I was sitting in the cold, gray interrogation room. My heart was pounding as Agent Faith, the lead investiga
I’ve spent the last two years living a lie. Two years of pretending to be someone I’m not, of working my way up the ranks of the most feared mafia organization in the city. Two years of getting closer to the man who sits on the throne of crime and cruelty. They call him Damon Black— the devil of Hell's Kitchen. He doesn’t trust anyone, especially not women. That’s why I had to do it. Why I had to cut my hair, hide my identity, and become ‘Liam,’ his loyal right-hand man.It took time, patience, and bloodshed. I had to prove myself over and over again. But finally, I made it to his side, becoming the one person he relies on. Every day, I stand by him, acting like I’m loyal to him while I secretly gather evidence, waiting for the perfect moment to bring him down. The FBI is counting on me. My mission is to make sure this cold-blooded criminal pays for all the lives he’s ruined.But sometimes... Sometimes, when he looks at me with those piercing green eyes, I forget who I am. I forget wh
ANGEL'S POVI have arranged for Mr David to be kidnapped. I got my men to make him confess that he accused Veronica wrongly.As for Veronica, my next visit to see her in jail will be the day she takes her last breath.I want to use this few days she has given me to clear all the evidence regarding my underground business and also to arrange for a befitting funeral for her.Veronica, don't blame me for been ruthless. You touched a sleeping lion, thinking that it's dead.“Hello, Mr Graham, can we meet at our usual place of meeting?”.“I told you to call only when it's an emergency”.Scumbag, if it's not an emergency would I even care to call you? So annoying. I said within me.“Mr Graham, of course it's an emergency. If it's not an emergency, I wouldn't dare to call you”. I explained myself.“Go ahead, what's the problem?”“Someone knows our secret and she is threatening to submit the evidence to the police”.“How careless could you be girl?! I told you that you should always double che
PEARL'S POV I was so lucky to have escaped from Bruno's wrath. I went to visit Miriam in the hospital and I couldn't even recognize her. Doctor said that she was brutally raped and so many infection has been introduced into her body. I never knew that Bruno could be so ruthless and brutal for Cherry's sake. “Who did this to her?”. Andrew asked me as he saw Miriam's condition. “It's Cherry's boyfriend, Bruno”. I replied. “Did you make Miriam to drug Cherry?”. He asked while looking at me intently. “I didn't do anything. Miriam was desperate to destroy Cherry's life. I told her to calm down for us to strategize a good means to achieve that but she was too desperate to get rid of Cherry”. I explained without batting an eye or feeling guilty about my lies. “The footage that I watched said a diffferent thing. Miriam told me all the plans that you have installed for Cherry before this incident happened. And now you are saying something different because you feel that Miriam can't
EMMA'S POVAunty Grace has been behaving strangely ever since she saw the picture of Mum Susan and Cherry.Though she told me that my mother ran away with another man. But deep down, I am still happy that she's alive.I went to her room to keep a file that she asked me to keep in her closet.When I went there, I opened the closet and placed the file in there. But something caught my attention. An old photo box that was filled with dust.I was curious, what is this dusty thing doing in Aunty Grace’s drawer. I picked it up and opened it. I saw photos of my father when he was much younger.I continued to flip each page, I was shocked to see Mum Susan's photo in my Aunty's box photo.Wait a sec, is Mum Susan really my mother?No wonder she was shocked at seeing her photo on my phone.So Cherry and Lucas are my step siblings?I didn't know how to react. Suddenly the door made a creak sound and I tried to place the photo box back but Aunty Grace had already came in.“What's up? I came to