FAZER LOGINSynopsis I am Ava Johnson, the Queen of fashion and the rightful Heiress to the Johnson Corp. Once I gave up everything for love, my inheritance, Pride and my dreams for my husband Desmond Parker. He was different from every other man I had met and he loved me, at least that's what I thought but things began to take a new turn when I lost my Father Nelly Johnson. I believed my husband, Desmond Parker, would one day love me the way I loved him. But to him, I was nothing. His heart always belonged to Grace Adams, his first love. On the night of our anniversary, my marriage ended… and and so did my life. Betrayed, divorced, and burned alive, I died believing that was the end of my story. But fate gave me another chance. When I opened my eyes again, I was alive and the man who pulled me from the flames, Lucas Cohen, carries secrets darker than the fire that nearly killed me. This time, I won’t be the naive woman who loved blindly. I will take back my dreams,reclaim what belongs to me and those who destroyed me in my previous life will pay. But when love begins to bloom again, will I choose revenge or him
Ver maisGrace’s POVMy fingers gripped my purse.“Your phone,” he repeated, his voice sharper. I hesitated and slid my hands into the purse, hands slightly shaking as I handed it over. Then, the officer scrolled through my phone. I let a deep breath leave my nose. He was about to give the phone back when another message popped up.His brows drew together.My fingers curled slightly.WHERE DO WE MEET?Beneath that message, another one appeared. THE JOB IS DONE His voice echoed those words. Then I clamped my lips and released them.“What job?” he asked, his face turning red. “It's nothing,” I continued, “just an employee texting to inform me of a job done.”He let a breathless laugh escape his throat. “You’re coming in for further questioning.” My eyes broadened.“I didn't do anything,” the words came out before I could stop them. “Wait… what?” Desmond stepped forward. “I'm Desmond Parker,” he continued, “she's my wife and the heiress of the Adams foundation.” “What if she's Adam's da
Lucas’ POVThree days.That’s how long it had been since our argument. I don’t know if she’s avoiding me or just busy. But three days felt like a long time, and I was tired of waiting for her call. I kept glancing at my phone each time it buzzed, hoping she was the one.But she never did.I shook the thought off and focused on the mirror in front of me, then my eyes met Martins.His foot tapped softly on the marble floors. His gaze was distant… lost somewhere in his own thoughts.I made a small sound, enough to pull his attention.His gaze fell on me and my brows arched.“You look good Sir,” his eyes scanned me thoroughly. I looked at myself again, a black ironed suit, specially made for me, and shoes that made me stand out. “I’m not so sure,” I muttered, adjusting my cufflinks. “Do you think she will like it?” I turned towards him.His lips curved slightly.“What’s funny?” My face tightened. “Nothing Sir,” he replied, his face straightening now. “This would look good on you, sir.
Ava’s povThose words…I have my eyes on you… meant only one thing.She's coming for me.When the doors shut behind Grace, the silence she left behind didn’t feel empty. It lingered heavily like a warning pressed into the walls. She didn't forgive me entirely and that meant one thing, I had to be careful.Going back home felt longer than usual. The city lights blurred past the window as I sank into the back leather seat, exhaustion settling into my bones. It had been a long day.Lynda had come to pick me up as usual, always reliable.“Ma’am,” her eyes met mine through the rearview mirror. “How’s the plan going?” “Good,” I replied after a pause, “It’s not going to be easy.” Her brows narrowed. “Do you want to take a break?” I shook my head.“Stopping now will be a waste of effort, Lynda”She nodded.“But I'm a bit worried,” A soft, breathless laugh escaped me..“Worried?” I leaned forward, my brows narrowing.“Why?”“Everyone is worried, Ma’am,” she hesitated. “Most especially D
Desmond’s povMy knuckles hit the door again, and again. Each knock was older than the last… but she didn't answer.What just happened? My mind couldn't process it all. All I did was plead with her. “Grace baby, open up let's talk,” I said, “it's not what you think.” But still, no response came.I could hear her sobbing. I'm certain she thinks I'm cheating on her. Just as I continued, a call came through.I placed the phone to my ear, and to my surprise, the voice on the other end sounded familiar.“Miss. Andrews?”I glanced at the screen to be sure it was really nee.“Yes, it's me.” “Hello,” she said, “her voice trembling, “I'm really sorry about earlier.”“Not your fault Miss. Andrews,” my voice steady.“Maybe I should apologize.” She said softly, “I really wanna clear things up with your wife.”My eyes widened.“Do you think that's necessary?” My footsteps faded away from Grace’s door.The chair creaked as I sank into it, in the living room.“Yes, I think I owe her some explana


















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