Masuk**The world is cruel, and villains rarely pay for their sins—unless you become one.** --- Sherah Hawke lived the dream of many: a perfect marriage to a man who seemed too good to be true. Ethan Farwell, a cold billionaire to the world, was sweet, caring, and devoted to her alone. Their love story was nothing short of a fairytale—a forgotten daughter meeting her prince in an unexpected twist of fate. But fairytales can be lies. Sherah's perfect world crumbled when she overheard Ethan’s chilling confession. She wasn’t the love of his life—she was nothing but a pawn. A tool for revenge against her half-sister, Sophia. Every tender touch, every kind word? A cruel rehearsal for the moment Sophia returned to his life. Heartbroken, Sherah resigned herself to the collapse of her marriage, prepared to walk away. But Sophia wasn’t willing to wait. Impatient and vengeful, her half-sister orchestrated a horrifying plan. The helpless, and betrayed Sherah met a brutal end. But some endings are only the beginning. Sometimes, life gives second chances not to make amends but to unleash the darkness within. Because sometimes… …a good person can become the villain. And Sherah Hawke is done being good.
Lihat lebih banyakTwo years had passed.Fallon Showls lived a quiet, fulfilling life.She kept her lines open to her closest friends. Eliot and Harlene remained a steady presence, even from afar. Their children sent her drawings in the mail, and now, they were expecting their third child. Fallon laughed when Harlene joked that she was becoming a full-time chaos manager.Fallon’s heart swelled with joy for them.Despite keeping her distance from Ethan, Fallon never cut ties with his family. Every few months, she sent hand-written cards and small handmade gifts to Madam Farwell—a knitted scarf in the winter, a lavender sachet in the spring, a book of poetry with a pressed flower between its pages.The old madam always replied, her handwriting shaky but heartfelt, letting Fallon know how deeply she cherished the gestures.The Kingsleys had returned to Australia. Occasionally, Madam Kingsley or Nathan would call—not to drag Fallon back, but simply to ask how she was doing. Like a loving mother to her estran
Days… Weeks… Months had passed... Since Fallon said goodbye.The Farwell Group continued to thrive.Under Ethan’s leadership, it expanded globally, including tech divisions, sustainable energy projects, and philanthropic partnerships that made headlines. Quarterly reports soared. Investors celebrated. Awards followed like clockwork.But behind the glass doors of a towering office, Ethan Farwell sat alone, overlooking a shimmering skyline… and felt nothing.Each milestone echoed into silence. Each success felt like a hollow pat on a shoulder he no longer believed he deserved.His assistants noticed the shift. He no longer reacted the way he used to—not even in victory. His schedule was always full, but his nights were empty. Expensive scotch and luxury watches couldn’t dull the ache. He tried meeting new people, and he even tried dating, but no woman stayed long.None of them was her.He never truly tried to find Fallon—not even with all his wealth, power, and access. He remembered
The restaurant was quiet—too quiet. A small, private bistro hidden in the heart of the city, bathed in soft golden light and the scent of rosemary and wine. The kind of place meant for promises, not goodbyes.Ethan had arrived early. His shirt was freshly pressed, hair tamed, eyes rimmed with quiet desperation. He fiddled with the edge of the menu, checking the entrance every thirty seconds like a man waiting for salvation.Then she walked in.Fallon.Dressed in a simple black dress, hair pinned loosely, grace in every step, and sorrow tucked carefully behind her eyes. Ethan stood up too quickly, knocking his glass slightly. She noticed—but said nothing."You're here," he said softly, almost in disbelief.She offered a faint smile. “I said I would be.”They sat.For a moment, the clinking of cutlery from nearby tables filled the silence between them. Waiters moved in the background, but the world felt narrowed—just the two of them at a single, flickering candle.“I ordered your favorit
Hawke Residence…Master’s bedroom…“I don’t really like violence, but when I get annoyed, all hell breaks loose,” Nathan says as he pulls a gun from his pocket.Sophia’s breath hitched, as if she’d forgotten how to breathe.Her hair was still dripping.She took a step back and slipped on the wet floor.“Nathan…” She raised her hand defensively. “Get a hold of yourself,” she pleaded.Nathan laughed. “Get a hold of myself?” He kept laughing, mockingly. “Did you get a hold of yourself when you meticulously plan to kill your own sister for a man?” he mumbled.Sophia’s eyes widened.She shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Nathan smirked. “Of course you don’t,” he said as he stepped toward her and, without warning, smashed the barrel of the gun into her face.Sophia cried out—a guttural scream she never knew she could make.She covered her face as Nathan repeatedly struck her. “Stop it!” she begged, glancing desperately at her mother, as if silently pleading for help. A
Sophia gasped sharply, her voice barely a whisper.“Y… you killed Sherah’s mother.”Rebecca froze. The words felt like a bullet. Her breath hitched as her lips parted in panic.“—It was an accident,” she blurted out, her voice shaking, almost childlike in its plea for mercy.Sophia stared at her mot
Private Jet – Minutes After LandingThe thud was deafening.With a loud, forceful push, the jet's lavatory door burst open. The hinges groaned as it slammed against the wall. Two security officers and the flight attendant flinched at the sight before them.Silas Hawke lay crumpled against the base o
Hey lovely readers,Just a quick note to say I’m really sorry there’s no update today. I’ve come down with a bit of a fever, and my brain’s not quite cooperating when it comes to writing.I’ll be back at it as soon as I’m feeling a little better! In the meantime, if there’s anything in the story/cha
In the KINGSLEY RESIDENCE — DINNER TIMEThe dining room was bathed in warm, golden light, but the atmosphere at the table was anything but.Fallon and Nathan sat opposite each other, silverware clinking softly against porcelain plates—the only sound breaking the heavy silence that stretched between






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