LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The silence didn’t last. It never did. Because Aurelia didn’t come to blend in. She came to be seen. Another step echoed through the hall—slow, deliberate, unhurried. Theodore’s hand remained firmly intertwined with hers, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin in a gestu
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment… Theodore said nothing. He simply stared at her. Not shocked. Not confused. Just… staring. Then— A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. “Oh,” he breathed, almost impressed. “That’s evil.” Aurelia’s lips curved, pleased. “Thank you.” He let
THIRD PERSON’S POV The word storm barely covered it. It was more like walking straight into a battlefield… unarmed. Theodore stood frozen for a solid second, the color draining from his face as reality slammed into him. Aurelia’s father. The man who had built an empire from nothing. The man wh
THIRD PERSON'S POV Silea didn’t even flinch. Not a blink. Not a stutter. Just a slow, almost amused smile tugging at her lips as she adjusted the shawl draped over her shoulders. “You’re overthinking again, Owen.” Her voice was soft. Too soft. Controlled. Practiced. Owen’s jaw tighte
“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







