LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The Ashford residence was no longer filled with celebration. No laughter. No warmth. Just tension— Thick. Suffocating. Waiting to snap. The moment the message came through— Owen’s world tilted. He stared at his phone. Once. Twice. As if reading it again w
THIRD PERSON’S POV The world didn’t feel real anymore. Not as Silea stumbled out of the office. Not as the lawyer’s words replayed in her head—over and over, louder each time. No longer a member of Vance. It echoed. Mocked. Burned. Her steps were uneven as she made her way through th
THIRD PERSON'S POV The silence in the room stretched— Long. Heavy. Unforgiving. Silea’s grip on the papers tightened, the edges crumpling beneath her fingers as her breathing grew uneven. “No…” Her voice was faint at first. Shaken. But then— It rose. Stronger. More desperate.
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment— Silea didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t think. Because what Aurelia had just said— Didn’t make sense. It couldn’t make sense. “You’re lying.” The words came out sharper this time. Firmer. Desperate in a way she refused to acknowledge. Aurelia didn’t react
His eyes darkened slightly. “Don’t test my patience.” A beat. Then— “Your inheritance.” There it was. Again. Silea straightened, forcing some strength back into her posture. “I already told you. I’m not giving you anything.” Owen let out a quiet breath. Not angry. Not explosive. Worse. D
THIRD PERSON'S POV Aurelia and Theo sat quietly on the couch.. Aurelia read through the Magazine while Theo was checking some work on his laptop.. "You think she'll come? " Theo asked quietly and Aurelia nodded.. "You saw how Owen looked at me.. Regret was visible on his face... He clearly
“Babe!” he called, arms wide like he hadn’t cheated on me two weeks ago. “You look incredible.” I let him hug me, even tilted my cheek so he could plant a kiss there. His cologne was overwhelming, nothing like Theo’s subtle, warm scent that still lingered on my skin from last night. “Thanks,” I
AURELIA'S POV Theo’s brows furrowed for a second, then understanding dawned on his face. He let out a low, appreciative chuckle that vibrated against my chest. “You little schemer,” he murmured, fingers tightening on my thighs. “You’re going to bury the rumors.” “Not bury,” I corrected, tracin
THEO’S POV The sizzle of eggs in the pan was the only sound in the kitchen, steady and familiar, grounding me while my mind replayed every second of the morning. Aurelia—my princess—riding me slow and greedy while I was half-asleep, her tight heat taking me like she couldn’t get enough. Then flipp
AURELIA'S POV All the goofiness was gone once we sat down with the papers again.. "So what do you want me to do with these? " He asked, pointing at the documents.. "I want you to make copy of them with slight changes.. " He raised a brow in confusion.. "In these papers, it's clearly s







