Masuk108. Sorayaš The news about me took over and rolled out without me making any announcement to the clients. I let my work speak for itself. I bring big clients that Jasper couldn't, and I collect overdue money, even the ones that were enjoying a free ride, left before I could even make my way towards them. Good, I didn't have to waste my time with them. As for Joy and Jasper, they've become irrelevant, non-existent. My success was not unnoticed; I got a call for a board meeting. However, others were happy for me to be here, there are still the ones that don't appreciate the changes how I make sure the meetings don't run long, decision didn't need second-guessing, and contracts landed on our laps like water, I moved some departments around, give promotion to those who deserve it and the ones that didn't belong are out. In my eyes, the company was flourishing, while others think I was cold through it all. One person stayed consistent and in the shadows, giving me support when I
107. Jasper I was furious after having my talk with my uncle. I wasn't much better; in fact, my anger increased when he basically told me that I was a placeholder, me? A placeholder! Never in my life did I think something like this could happen. Soraya had bought my company right under my blindside, completely, and somehow, she was thriving while my life continued to collapse. She was moving forward, winning, while everything I touched turned to ash. Months ago, I had tried to end it all in one calculated moment. Thomasās car accident was supposed to solve everything; it was supposed to bring a new beginning, but it didnāt. It failed like every other plan I made. Now my mother is in jail because of her, Soraya. The company was the only thing I had, but now it was taken from me; I got nothing. I'm alone and exposed, with nowhere to turn. And as if that wasnāt enough, the final truth had surfaced: Joy, my wife. My wife hadnāt just betrayed me with one man but three. Every lu
106. Thaneš¼ The next morning, I sat behind my desk, the hidden folder lying in front of me like a silent accusation. It stared back at me, taunting, relentlessly. Inside it were pieces, but no answers. A blurred image. Masked hands. A faceless threat. And somewhere behind it all, the person who had sent the warning text after the flash drive surfaced, reminding me just how closely I was being watched. I drew in a slow breath and closed my eyes. A dull ache pulsed at the back of my head, the kind that warned of an oncoming headache. When I opened them again, my gaze drifted to the couch across the room, and with it came memories I hadnāt invited. Jasper. I sat behind the desk and said, āSpeak,ā since he wanted to talk. Jasper let out a bitter laugh. ā You!ā he snapped immediately. ā I want answers from you,ā his voice filled with anger. Calmly, I ask, āAnswers, about what?ā āAbout everything, Soraya and the company,ā he says. Leaning back in my seat, āWhat does that have
105. Sorayaš I didn't touch Joy directly; I didn't have to. The footprints that she left behind were all I needed to make my case. The pictures were a bonus. She used her body to open the door for herself, so I closed it by showing the truth. She used the Kline name to get into high society, so I closed that door too. The truth can be a lot of things unless you know how to use it. As for the Adam boy, he dropped her like a sack of potatoes when he heard about her aborting his child, or that she wasn't the only one in his heart. The best part came when I changed the shell companies into her name and made sure someone went over there to investigate. From that point on, her world started to crumble. For the past three weeks, Joy called more often than I can count. Still, I didn't answer one call; we both know she was only calling because her ass was in hot water with Jasper, not shielding her anymore, she had nowhere to turn to, word on the street is she's been kicked out of the
104. Thaneš¼ ā Absolutely, not!ā I snarl while I walk into the boardroom that morning, and I find the bald man trying to intimidate my wife into getting Daniel Bidner out of jail. Luckily, Theo Sage and Scott Reed were with me when I got the news that Joy and Dahlia Danielās wife were teaming up to bully Soraya into dropping the charges against Daniel. Their way of doing that was by sending a man into the office under the pretence of doing business with them. The man right here is nothing but a pawn. ā Absolutely, not!ā I repeated. When I was standing next to Soraya, my presence was enough for her to know I had her back, but I need to make one thing clear to this man: āDaniel Bodner is exactly where he belongs.ā Turning his eyes on me, the bald man said, āWhat right do you have to decide on that?ā I scoff, right? ā He broke into our house, broke into her car, and tried to frame people around her for his benefit, etc.ā I let my words set in ā I could keep going if you need m
103. Soraya š I finally sank into the chair behind my desk, exhaustion settling deep into my bones. Iād been running nonstop all morning, meetings stacked on top of negotiations, contracts signed until my hand ached. The moment I sat down, I felt the weight lift slightly, stress slowly bleeding out of my body. I tapped the pencil against my cheek, my thoughts drifting uninvited back to the night before. The club, the heat between us. The way my body was still trembling from the intense orgasm. Thane and I had been lost in each other, the world reduced to nothing but breath and whispered promises, when everything shattered in an instant. We froze at the sound of the door behind us. We both turned our heads at the same time to see who dared to open a closed door. Only to find Thaneās father standing in the doorway, blocking anyone from coming in. His father stood there, arms crossed, jaw tight, eyes burning with anger. But that was nothing new. The man had been angry more ofte







