LOGINAuthor’s POVLucien’s car slowed to a halt as he pulled up in front of Anderson's house.He stepped out, his gaze lifted… and froze.The gate stood shut, secured with a heavy chain. A bold notice had been affixed neatly across the front door.PROPERTY REPOSSESSEDBeneath it were official seals, stamped authorizations, and a formal declaration:> This property has been repossessed following default on a secured collateral agreement, in accordance with Canadian financial enforcement statutes and applicable provincial regulations.Lucien’s jaw tightened.“No…” he whispered, taking a hesitant step forward, as though proximity might somehow rewrite reality.His eyes swept across the house, disbelief clouding his expression as his breath left him in a slow, unsteady exhale.“They actually did it…”He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His fingers moved quickly over the screen until he found Anderson’s contact and dialed.The call connected on the second ring.“Yes,” Anderson’
Author’s POVElara sat curled at the edge of the sofa, her fingers loosely wrapped around a mug of tea that had long gone cold. Across from her, Stephanie flipped absentmindedly through a magazine, though her eyes had been fixed on the same page for several minutes.“I can’t lose Bianca… she’s my only child,” Elara finally said, her voice fragile as she lifted her gaze to meet Stephanie’s.Stephanie exhaled softly, setting the magazine aside. “Lucien has paid. Bianca will be fine soon,” she reassured, though her tone lacked its usual certainty.A pause followed before she added, almost under her breath, “It’s strange, isn’t it? How he managed to pay for her treatment so quickly… and when it was you, he practically left you to die.”Elara nodded faintly, her grip tightening slightly around the mug. “He’s changed… completely.” She paused, her voice quieter. “But I’m grateful he saved Bianca.”Before Stephanie could respond, a sharp knock shattered the fragile stillness as both of them f
Liora’s POVTrisha was perched on my desk, her body angled into a man standing between her knees. His back was to me, his head buried in the curve of her neck, his lips moving hungrily against her skin, while his hand rested possessively on her thigh, inching higher beneath her already disheveled skirt.Her eyes were closed, her expression lost in pleasure.A surge of fury shot through me.“What the hell is going on here?” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to cut through steel.Aurora flinched against my chest at the sudden outburst.Trisha’s eyes flew open instantly. She scrambled off the desk, her movements frantic as she tried to compose herself. Her blouse hung open at the top, exposing far more than was appropriate in a professional setting.The man turned slowly, his face lowering the moment our eyes met, shame written all over him.“I… I thought you wouldn't be coming in today,” Trisha stammered, hastily fastening her buttons and tugging her skirt into place.I stared at her, di
Liora’s POVThe moment we stepped into the hall, a lively hum surrounded us;children calling out to one another, laughter rising above the low murmur of parents gathered in small clusters. Some were seated, others stood in quiet conversation, their attention subtly shifting with each new arrival, and then… it shifted to us.Aurora tightened her grip on our hands, her excitement almost tangible.“There!” she exclaimed, tugging eagerly. “That’s my class!”Before we could slow her down, she pulled us forward toward a group of children and a neatly dressed woman standing nearby.“Miss Elena!” Aurora called brightly.The woman turned, her gaze flickering with polite curiosity as it settled on us.“And these are my mummy and daddy!” Aurora announced proudly, her voice ringing with pure joy.Conversations faltered as few heads turned fully now, whispers following in our wake as eyes lingered a second too long.I straightened slightly, smoothing an invisible crease from my dress, a smile cur
Liora’s POVI sat in the living room, my body relaxed against the sofa, yet no matter how hard I tried, thoughts of him lingered.Minutes later, a faint echo of footsteps drew my attention, and I lifted my gaze, meeting Derek's.He was dressed in a light blue long-sleeved shirt and tailored black trousers, and yet… my mind betrayed me, dragging me back to the memory of him… bare.Heat flickered through me.“Enough,” I muttered under my breath, sharply cutting off the thought.He moved toward the sofa opposite mine and sat, a quiet smile playing at the corners of his lips as his gaze settled on me.“You wanted to say something?” he asked, his tone calm and gentle.“Yes.” I straightened slightly, composing myself before offering a faint, controlled smile. “I wanted to let you know… I’ll be going with you tomorrow.”His expression brightened instantly. “Thank you,” he said sincerely. “That will make Aurora very happy.”“It’s nothing,” I replied lightly, though my fingers curled subtly a
Liora’s POV“Who am I speaking to?” I asked, my grip tightening around the phone.A mocking laugh filtered through the line… familiar.My brows furrowed.That voice…Trisha.“How’s your supposed ‘marriage’ going?” she drawled, her voice dripping with amusement.My gaze hardened.“Trisha,” I said coolly, “that is none of your concern. I’ve told you before, stay out of my personal affairs.”“Oh, please,” she scoffed lightly. “You talk like I don’t already know more about you than you’d like.”I exhaled slowly. “If you have nothing of substance to say, then end the call.”“Well…” she dragged out, pausing deliberately. “I do have something important.”A strange unease twisted in my stomach.“When will you be resuming work?” she asked casually.“Tomorrow,” I replied without hesitation. “Ensure everything is in order before then. Inform my mentor as well.”“Perfect,” she murmured. “Because I’ll be coming in tomorrow… with my brother.”I stilled.“Your brother?” I repeated, my tone sharpening







