로그인Author’s POV“And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?” Dylan asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Do you even know who I am?”A dry chuckle slipped from James as his fist clenched at his side.Dylan lifted a hand, pointing at him. “For the last…”He didn't finish as James’s fist collided with his jaw in a brutal arc. The impact snapped Dylan’s head sideways, his hair shifting with the force as his body staggered a step back.Dylan slowly brought a hand to his jaw, rubbing it as his father’s voice echoed:Control your temper.“Don’t just stand there, separate them!” Elara shouted, her voice sharp despite her weakness.But no one moved, they simply watched.Elara struggled, pushing herself up from the bed, ignoring the sharp pain that tore through her body. Before she could rise fully, Stephanie gently laid Bianca on the bed and rushed forward.“James, it’s enough. Let him go,” Stephanie urged, stepping between them.“No,” James replied coldly. “This bastard needs to pay. And hones
Author’s POVDylan stood in the ward, his gaze fixed on Elara, who was still unconscious. Behind him, Anderson, James, and Stephanie observed him in tense silence. Stephanie gently held Bianca in her arms, fast asleep.“So he’s the one who did that to Elara and Lucien?” James muttered under his breath, leaning slightly toward Anderson.Anderson gave a slow, reluctant nod.At that moment, Elara stirred, her eyelids fluttered open as she slowly regained consciousness. But the instant her gaze landed on Dylan standing before her, her eyes widened in fear.“Please… I didn’t mean to tell,” she pleaded weakly from the bed, her voice trembling.Stephanie and the others immediately moved closer.“Elara, I’m here,” Stephanie said softly, sitting beside her.But Elara’s eyes never left Dylan.Dylan exhaled, stepping forward slightly.“I’ve been here… waiting on my feet for you to wake up,” he began quietly. “Everything I did to you and Lucien… it was wrong and unfair.”“No… it’s fine,” Elara cu
Liora’s POVI rose to my feet and made my way toward Mum’s office.When I stepped inside, her attention was fixed on the documents spread across her desk.“Lio, darling,” she called softly, sensing my presence before her eyes lifted to meet mine.I walked forward and took the seat opposite her, returning her smile.“I heard about your presentation,” she began warmly. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there to…”“Why didn’t you tell me?” I cut in, my voice gentle but firm. “It was more than just being present.”I held her gaze.“If not for Derek… I don’t know how I would have handled it.”Her smile deepened.“That,” she said, “is exactly what I wanted to see.”A small frown creased my brows. “What do you mean?”She leaned forward slightly, folding her hands on the desk as her expression softened.“I wanted to tell you,” she admitted. “But before I could, you had already thrown yourself into it. And yesterday… you didn’t come to see me.”I stood and walked around the desk, reaching for her hand.“
Liora’s POV*The next day*“Good morning.”The voice reached me faintly, as though from a distance. Slowly, I opened my eyes… and turned.Derek was beside me on the bed, still in his pajamas.My gaze lowered; he was holding a tray.“I made breakfast,” he said, a quiet smile curving his lips.I blinked at him, caught off guard.Derek… cooking?My gaze lingered on him a second longer than it should have.Since when? Or… is this because of yesterday?Before I could say anything, my phone began to ring. I pushed myself up quickly and grabbed it; it was an unknown caller.“Who the hell…” I muttered under my breath before answering.“Hello ma’am, you haven’t arrived yet. Mrs. Evelyn is here and waiting.” Jade’s voice came through, urgent.My eyes widened.“Oh my goodness! I’ll be there shortly.”I ended the call without waiting for a reply and checked the time.“They’re right… I’m late.”I rushed toward the bathroom, Derek's voice barely registering behind me.After a quick shower, I steppe
Author’s POV“Before I got married,” Elliot began slowly, “there was someone else. A woman I loved… someone I would have done anything for.”He paused, his gaze distant.“But my father had already decided my future. The marriage with your mother was arranged; business, alliances, and legacy.” His jaw tightened slightly. “Your mother and I… we were promised to each other before we were even old enough to understand what that meant.”“Go away!” Dylan shouted, his voice cracking as he tried to shut it all out.Elliot let out a weary chuckle, shaking his head.“You really are nothing like her,” he said softly. “Not in patience or strength.”A faint, bittersweet smile touched his lips.“In our marriage… she saw through me almost immediately. She noticed how distant I was. How… absent.” His eyes dimmed. “And eventually, she found out why.”Dylan’s breathing slowed despite himself.“She discovered I was still in love with someone else. And then…” Elliot exhaled, wiping at the corner of his e
Author’s POVDylan sat sprawled in the living room, a cigarette burning between his fingers as smoke curled into the air. The door suddenly swung open.“Boss…” Speed rushed in, Dylan’s phone clutched tightly in his hand. “There’s a problem.”Dylan didn’t look at him, he took a slow drag instead. “What is it?”Speed hesitated for half a second. “Mr. Elliot made an official report an hour ago. It’s already in motion. You’ve been declared…” he swallowed, “...no longer his son. And Maverick has been named the heir to…”“Shut the hell up.”The words sliced through as Dylan crushed the cigarette into the ashtray with unnecessary force, his jaw tightening. “He wouldn’t dare.”Just then the front doors burst open as Mr. Elliot stepped in, four armed men followed behind him.“Release them,” Elliot said.Dylan let out a short, disbelieving laugh as he rose to his feet. “I told you already… I can’t do that.”Elliot’s gaze hardened. “I gave you until last night.” He paused. “You chose to continu
Liora’s POV*The next day*My eyes opened slowly, and the first thing I saw was the ceiling above me.I froze. This wasn’t the boardroom.I had clearly fallen asleep in the boardroom, so how… was I in the room?This isn’t the time for questions, Liora.I pushed the blanket aside, Derek wasn’t there
Liora’s POV*Hours later*I picked up my bag, rising to my feet as I made my way toward my mother’s office.Trisha opened the door for me. The moment our eyes met, her jaw tightened almost imperceptibly.A slow smile curved my lips. “You must be enjoying working with my mother.”Before she could re
Liora’s POVAfter my bath, I slipped into my pajamas and settled into bed.The door creaked open moments later as Derek walked in, headed straight for the bathroom.Minutes passed, then I heard his footsteps again.I shut my eyes quickly, pretending to be asleep. The mattress dipped slightly as he
Author’s POV“Speed… didn’t you hear me?” Mr. Elliot’s voice cut sharply through.Speed stood still, head bowed.“I’m sorry, boss… but I can’t.”The words landed like a blow.Mr. Elliot’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Speed?!”He turned slowly, as though searching for confirmation that he had mishear







