ログインShe was erased. Now she’s back—with a new face, a new name, and a plan to burn everything down. Five years ago, Katherina Vance had it all: a powerful family legacy, a child on the way, and a future with the man she loved. Then one rainy night shattered everything. Betrayed by her fiancé and sister, left for dead in a staged accident, and robbed of her child, Katherina vanished. Now, reborn as Scarlet Wilde, she returns as her ex’s assistant—unrecognizable, untraceable, and merciless. Every smile hides a weapon. Every touch is a trap. She’ll take back everything. She’ll destroy the sister who stole her life. And the man who broke her heart? He’s next. But vengeance has a price—and so does desire.
もっと見るTheir faces hovered close — a breath apart. Scarlet’s pulse thudded in her throat, the air thick with something electric, uncertain. Lysander’s gaze flicked from her lips to her eyes, and for a fleeting second, she thought he might stop — that he’d step back and laugh it off.He didn’t.He leaned in, slow and deliberate, until she could feel the whisper of his breath against her skin. The moment stretched — fragile, dangerous. Her lashes fluttered shut.And then—A flash. Seraphina’s voice. That smug smile. The thought of him — Lysander — holding Seraphina just like this, his mouth on hers, his hands tangled in her hair.Scarlet’s chest tightened. The warmth between them twisted into heat — sharp, bitter. She jerked back like she’d been burned.Lysander blinked, confused. “Scarlet—?”But she was already stepping away, her jaw tight, her breath unsteady. “Don’t,” she said, her voice low, controlled.He reached out, but she moved first — pushing him firmly in the chest. “Don’t you dare.
The morning sun slipped through the tall glass windows, spilling golden light across the room. The house was quiet, wrapped in the soft stillness that only came at dawn. Upstairs, Leo’s small chest rose and fell in steady rhythm, his tiny hand clutching Scarlet’s shirt. She was still fast asleep beside him, her dark hair fanned across the pillow, the faintest smile tugging at her lips as the morning breeze whispered through the half-open window.Down the hall, in his own room, Lysander stirred. His head throbbed slightly—a dull, heavy ache that reminded him of the night before. He groaned, rolling over and blinking against the sunlight filtering through the cream curtains. For a moment, he just lay there, staring at the ceiling, before finally sitting up and stretching his arms above his head.Something felt… off.He glanced down and frowned. His shoes were gone. His jacket, too. His shirt hung loosely over him, half-unbuttoned. He certainly hadn’t gone to bed like this.“What the hel
Lysander sat in the car for a long time after pulling into the driveway, the engine still running, the low hum blending with the rain that had begun to fall. His hands rested on the steering wheel, heavy and motionless. The streetlight outside cast a dull glow over the dashboard, washing his face in pale gold. He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling unevenly.For a moment, he let his head drop against the wheel, the cool leather pressing into his forehead. He was exhausted—more than tired. The kind of exhaustion that came from years of regret.Katherina’s name slipped from his lips like a prayer. “God, I wish you were still here.” His voice cracked, thick with emotion. “I’d tell you how sorry I am… for everything.”He took a shaky breath, his shoulders trembling as tears broke loose, tracing the lines of his face. “I should’ve protected you,” he whispered. “Instead, I let her destroy everything.”His mind drifted back to Seraphina—her laughter, her lies, the poison she had fe
Scarlet’s fingers shook as she jammed the car keys into the ignition. The engine roared to life, and she pressed her foot hard against the accelerator, tires squealing as she shot out of the driveway.The night air outside was heavy, the streets washed in orange light from the lamps that lined Havenbrook Avenue. She barely noticed. Her eyes were locked ahead, wide and unfocused, her lips moving nonstop.“My baby… my baby, I must find you,” she muttered, her voice cracking. “You’re alive. You’re alive, I know it.”The city blurred by in streaks of light and shadow as she sped through intersections, ignoring the flashing traffic signs. Cars honked behind her, but she didn’t slow down. Her mind was spinning faster than the speedometer climbing past eighty.Somewhere between Eastwood Bridge and Rivergate Road, she nearly slammed into a silver sedan that had pulled out in front of her. The brakes screamed. Her chest hit the steering wheel.“Shit!” she gasped, gripping the wheel hard.The o
LysanderThe ride back was quiet. Leo hummed in the back seat, tracing patterns on the fogged window with his finger. Scarlet sat beside me, her hands folded neatly on her lap, her gaze turned to the blur of streetlights sliding past.The blue paint was gone, but a faint streak still glimmered agai
ScarletThen Leo’s small voice broke through the silence. “Aunt Scarlet?”I forced a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “It’s okay, buddy,” I said quietly.Lysander was already moving, his jaw tight, eyes sharp. “Hey—whose idea was that?” His voice wasn’t loud, but it cut through the chatter li
Scarlet stood by the sink, hands buried in warm, soapy water. The scent of lemon dish soap floated in the air, mixing with the faint hum of the refrigerator.Plates clinked softly as she rinsed them, one after another, stacking them neatly on the drying rack.Amanda leaned against the counter, half
The air between them was thick — like something you could choke on. Lysander took a slow step forward, his shoes whispering against the marble.Seraphina’s mouth trembled. She blinked fast, her breath uneven, like she was trying to pull words back into her throat.“What did you just say?” His voic












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