LOGINThree days before her wedding, Aurora Vale, the young heiress of a luxury fashion empire, walks into her fiancé’s office—only to find him kissing his ex-lover. And then she hears the words that shatter her world: “You know I’m only marrying her for the company.” Without a scene or a scandal, Aurora disappears that night. She leaves behind her diamond ring and a single note: “I’m giving you my dream and my love. May you be satisfied with what’s left.” Three years later, she returns under a new name—no longer the heartbroken bride, but the powerful CEO of a rival brand threatening to destroy Liam Cross’s empire. When they meet again in the boardroom, Liam is stunned. Not only has she become the woman he can’t control… but beside her stands a little boy with eyes exactly like his. Now he’ll do anything to win her back. But Aurora isn’t the same woman he betrayed. Between love, revenge, and a secret that could ruin them both— which will she choose?
View MoreThe penthouse was quiet, but it wasn't peaceful.It was 2 AM on the night of "The Arrest." The city outside was asleep, the sirens silenced, the drama over. Vanessa was in a cell. The press had their headline. The war was won.But inside Ethan’s bedroom, the battle was still raging.Aurora sat on the edge of his bed, her hand rubbing circles on his small, tense back. The star-shaped nightlight cast long, blue shadows across the room.Ethan was awake. He was curled into a tight ball, clutching Mr. Bun so hard the rabbit’s one eye seemed to bulge. He wasn't crying. He was just... staring.His gray eyes—Liam’s eyes—were wide and unblinking, fixed on the closet door."It's okay, baby," Aurora whispered for the hundredth time. "The door is locked. The bad lady is gone.""She had a needle," Ethan whispered. His voice was a tiny, jagged shard of glass. "She stuck Liam.""I know," Aurora said, her heart aching. "But Liam is okay. He's right here.""Is he?""He's in the living room," she said.
The interrogation room at the 20th Precinct was not a place for billionaires. It was a box of gray cinder blocks, fluorescent lights, and a two-way mirror that reflected nothing but exhaustion.Aurora sat at a metal table. She was still wearing her blood-stained white suit from the "wolf" days, though it felt like a lifetime ago.Next to her sat Liam.He had discharged himself against medical advice three hours after being admitted. "I'm not staying in a hospital while she's still breathing," he had rasped, pulling the IV out of his arm.Now, he sat in the precinct, pale, sweating, the residual sedative making his movements slow and heavy. But his eyes—his gray, furious eyes—were sharp.Across from them sat Detective Miller (the third Miller in this saga, a cosmic joke Aurora didn't have the energy to laugh at)."We have her statement," Detective Miller said, sliding a file across the table. "She waived her right to counsel. She... she wanted to talk.""What did she say?" Aurora asked
The restraining order was a piece of paper. Vanessa Leigh was a force of nature.Three days had passed since the court hearing. Three days of "lockdown" in the penthouse.Ethan was climbing the walls. Literally. He had stacked the sofa cushions against the floor-to-ceiling windows and was trying to scale them to "see the dragon.""Maman," he whined, sliding down a silk pillow. "I want to go to school. I miss my friends. I miss the library."Aurora stood by the kitchen island, her phone pressed to her ear. She was talking to the head of the security detail, a new man named Miller (no relation to the lawyer), who had replaced Graves for the "school run.""Is the perimeter secure?" she asked, her voice tight."Yes, Ms. Vale," Miller said. "We have three cars. Two decoys. We've vetted every teacher, every janitor, every parent. The school is a fortress."Aurora looked at Ethan. He was bored. He was lonely. He was six years old, and he was paying the price for her past."Okay," she whisper
The morning after the fire, the world smelled of ash and ozone.Liam and Aurora stood in the ruins of the Montauk beach house. The deck was charred black. The siding was scorched. But the structure—the bones of the house—had held."It can be fixed," the contractor said, kicking a piece of blackened wood. "Structurally, it's sound. We'll have to replace the deck, the siding, maybe some of the framing. But the house... the house is still here.""Fix it," Liam said. "Whatever it costs."Aurora didn't speak. She was holding Ethan’s hand so tight her knuckles were white. Ethan was staring at the burnt wood, his face pale."Did the dragon do this?" he whispered."No," Liam said, kneeling down. "A bad person did this. But the police caught her. She's in a cage now.""A dragon cage?""A police cage," Liam said. "Stronger."But Aurora wasn't so sure.Her phone rang. It was Adrian."Liam," she said, handing him the phone. "It's your brother. He sounds... urgent."Liam took the phone. He listene
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