Chapter 26 – Sins in the DarkSera’s POVThe weight of Ethan’s gaze pinned me in place. He stood by the bar, swirling the whiskey in his glass, his sharp eyes scanning me like a predator stalking its prey.“I was wrong,” I whispered, my voice trembling just enough to sound believable.He tilted his head, intrigued. “About?”I swallowed hard. “Everything.”His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. “Say it, Sera.”I forced myself to hold his gaze. “I choose you.”He took a slow step forward, placing his glass on the table. “Prove it.”I knew what he wanted.What he needed.He didn’t just want my words.He wanted my submission.So, I gave it to him.---Ethan’s POVI watched her drop her defenses, her lips parting slightly, her breathing uneven.I had broken her.Tamed her.She knew there was no escaping me.And now, she was coming back where she belonged.To me.I grabbed her wrist, yanking her against me, my fingers tangling in her hair as I tilted her head back. “You’re mine, Sera.”
Chapter 27 – Escape & EcstasySera’s POVThe warehouse loomed ahead, a monstrous silhouette against the moonlit sky. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as adrenaline coursed through my veins. Raven was inside—Ethan had taken her, and I was here to get her back.The location I had stolen from Ethan’s phone led me to this industrial hellhole, a place meant to keep people hidden. But Ethan underestimated me. He thought I was weak, caged, just his obedient little wife.He was so fucking wrong.I stepped out of the car, my black hoodie pulled over my head, blending into the darkness. The sharp scent of oil and rust filled the air as I moved toward the entrance, my every step calculated.Two guards.One stationed at the front, the other patrolling the perimeter.Easy.I hid in the shadows, watching, waiting. The moment the patrolling guard disappeared around the corner, I struck. A quick, brutal blow to the head—silent, efficient. He crumpled to the ground without a sound.One d
Chapter 28 – The Fall That Should Have Ended ItSera’s POVThe penthouse was suffocatingly silent, the dim glow of the city skyline casting eerie shadows against the marble floor. My pulse pounded in my ears as I stood near the balcony, my fingers curling into tight fists. Tonight was the night. No more hesitation. No more fear.Ethan sat on the sleek leather couch, his broad shoulders relaxed as if he hadn’t just spent the past few weeks tormenting me. A crystal glass of whiskey dangled from his fingers, the liquid swirling lazily as he took a slow sip. His dark eyes never left me.“Drink?” he offered, swirling the amber liquid. His voice held that infuriating arrogance, as if he still had control over me. “We both know you need it.”I smirked, but there was no humor behind it. “I don’t need anything from you anymore.”His jaw clenched slightly, but the smirk remained. “You always say that, Sera.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “And yet, here you are. Still stand
Chapter 29 – The AccusationSera’s POVI sat in the dimly lit living room, my fingers tightening around the rim of my untouched coffee mug. The news of Ethan’s death had spread like wildfire. The entire city was talking about it—Ethan Carter, the untouchable businessman, had fallen to his death from his own penthouse balcony.The police hadn’t wasted any time launching an investigation. Of course, they wouldn’t. Ethan was too powerful, too connected for his death to be brushed aside. And now, they were looking for someone to blame.I should have felt relieved that he was gone, but my nerves were on edge. Something wasn’t right.“Relax,” Raven said from across the room, leaning against the counter with a cigarette in her hand. She exhaled a long stream of smoke, her blue eyes locked on me. “They have nothing on you. You just have to act normal.”Normal.I almost laughed.How could I act normal when my hands were still shaking from the memory of pushing Ethan over that railing? When eve
Chapter 30 – Silencing CelesteSera’s POVCeleste Deveraux had just made the biggest mistake of her life.I sat on the edge of my bed, my fingers tapping rhythmically against my knee as I tried to think. The accusation wasn’t just dangerous—it was calculated. Celeste knew exactly what she was doing.Ethan may have been dead, but his influence still clung to this city like a stain that wouldn’t wash out. And if Celeste was making this move, it meant someone else was behind her.“I’ll handle it,” Raven said, pacing the room.I looked up at her. “And what exactly does handling it mean?”Raven’s smirk was sharp. “I have my ways.”I knew what that meant. Raven had contacts—people who could make Celeste disappear if necessary.But something about this felt off. Killing Celeste outright wasn’t the answer. Not yet.“We need to know who’s backing her first,” I said, my voice firm. “If she’s doing this for money, there’s someone bigger pulling the strings.”Raven sighed, rolling her eyes. “Fine
Chapter 31 – Secrets in the DarkSera’s POVCeleste was gone.One day, she was spreading her poisonous lies, threatening to destroy me. The next, she simply vanished. No trace. No calls. No whispers.It should have brought me relief.Instead, it sent a chill down my spine.I sat at the kitchen counter, my fingers curling around a steaming cup of coffee, staring at the newspaper spread before me. The bold headline glared up at me, black ink against white paper.CELESTE DEVERAUX MISSING – LAST SEEN NEAR HER APARTMENTI read the article twice, my mind absorbing every possibility the reporters had speculated on. Suicide. Running from debt. An escape for a new life. But I knew the truth, or at least, I suspected it.Celeste wouldn’t just leave.She was too vain, too obsessed with Ethan to disappear without a trace.Someone had made her disappear.I just didn’t know who.I lifted my gaze, watching Raven from across the room. She stood near the window, her arms crossed over her chest, starin
Chapter 32 – Shackles and ShadowsSera’s POVThe cold metal of the handcuffs bit into my wrists as they snapped shut.“Seraphina Carter, you’re under arrest for the suspected involvement in Celeste Deveraux’s disappearance.”The officer’s voice was a sharp blade cutting through the tense air. I barely had time to react before my arms were yanked behind me. The weight of the accusation settled over me like a suffocating blanket, but I kept my face impassive. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break.Raven gasped from across the room. “What the hell is this?” she demanded, stepping forward.One of the officers held up a hand to stop her. “Stay out of this, miss. This is official police business.”I locked eyes with Raven, a silent understanding passing between us.Stay calm.I had dealt with worse.But deep inside, a slow-burning fury ignited.Celeste.That bitch had been obsessed with Ethan, dangerous and unpredictable. And now, she was missing—and somehow, I was the pr
Chapter 33– Unraveling LiesSera’s POVI sat in the dimly lit living room, the glow from the television casting flickering shadows across the walls. The news anchor's voice was a dull hum in the background, but every word she spoke sent a pulse of tension through my veins."After weeks of investigation, authorities have officially ruled Ethan Carter’s death a suicide. While suspicions linger, a lack of conclusive evidence has led police to close the case. The late businessman’s empire remains in shambles, with stocks plummeting and investors pulling out."I exhaled slowly, gripping the glass of whiskey in my hand.It was over.At least, that part of it.Ethan was gone, his death written off as a self-inflicted tragedy. There was no trail leading back to me. No proof of the hands that had pushed him.But something about it didn’t sit right.Ethan Carter wasn’t the type of man to end his own life. He was a predator—a beast who thrived on control and dominance. If he had even an ounce of
Chapter 13 – Just ReleaseLEON'S POVThe silence in the penthouse was deceptive. Calm, even. But my instincts had sharpened over the years, and I could sense her presence before I heard her heels.I stepped out of the shower, steam clinging to my skin, water dripping down my chest. I didn’t bother grabbing a towel. This was my space. My kingdom. If she wandered in, then she would have to face me as I was.And she did.Sera—no, Arianna—stood at the door, wearing a fitted black dress that left too little to the imagination. Her eyes, sharp and dark, trailed over my bare body with open hunger. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t blush.Instead, she licked her bottom lip.“Enjoying the view?” I asked dryly, hand running through my wet hair.“I was hoping for a distraction,” she murmured, stepping inside without permission. “And you look… delicious.”I reached for a towel, but she stopped me with a look. A wicked look.“I’m horny, Leon,” she said plainly, her voice calm, devoid of shame. “I need to
Chapter 12: Mind Games and Melted SteelSERA'S POVEverything about Raven screamed control—flawless smiles, pristine heels, that constant click of confidence whenever she walked into a room. But even queens could crumble. And tonight, I wanted to see her crack.I started small. An anonymous gift box on her desk—a perfume she once gifted me. A faint trace of jasmine that lingered in the air like a ghost. Then, the note:"You smell like regret."No name. No signature.I watched from a distance, sipping wine behind tinted glass as Raven tore open the box and paled. Her fingers trembled, and for a moment, the facade cracked. She clutched the note as if it might bite her.Phase one: complete.I began planting more signs. A lipstick she couldn’t find in months suddenly reappeared on her dressing table. A song i loved playing echoed at an art gallery Raven frequented. My favorite move? Having her receive a bouquet of black lilies—My favorite flower—the exact ones Raven had banned after the f
Chapter 11 – Masks Beneath MoonlightSERA’S POVAnother gala. Another opportunity to strike.Raven's name had grown in socialite circles ever since Ethan started grooming her to be the new face of his expanding empire. I smirked as I walked past the velvet ropes, my heels clicking like a countdown on the marble floor. Every step was practiced, precise. The red gown I wore shimmered under the light—an open back, slit high, neckline deep, daring. Temptation sewn into silk.I was no longer the girl who cried in the dark. I was Arianna Vale. And tonight, I was a weapon.Raven’s gala was opulence dressed in champagne. Celebrities mingled with politicians. Billionaires toasted to corruption. And Ethan Carter stood at the center of it all, smiling like he hadn’t built his empire on blood.He hadn’t noticed me yet. But he would. And that was the point.ETHAN’S POVI was trying to focus on Raven’s voice as she discussed the charity donations and upcoming projects, but my eyes kept drifting tow
Chapter 10 - A Beautiful WeaponSERA'S POVThe low hum of jazz filtered through the penthouse suite. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I poured wine into two glasses, wearing a silk robe that clung to every curve. Across from me sat Damien Kerrick, one of Ethan’s most trusted financial advisors. A man with weak principles, expensive tastes, and a predictable weakness for beautiful women.I was all of those things tonight.He smiled like he’d already won, like he had any idea what game he was playing. I slid the glass across the table, leaned forward just enough to show a glimpse of the black lace beneath the robe, and watched him swallow hard."To secrets," I said, raising my glass.He chuckled. "And to the women who keep them well."Idiot.Ten minutes later, he was in my bed, drunk on my body and lust. He didn’t notice when I slipped out of his arms, didn’t stir as I padded across the room and opened his briefcase.Passwords were no match for me. I had memorized the sequ
Chapter 9: Dangerous Intrusions and Sweet TemptationsSERA'S POVBreaking into William Harlow’s estate was child’s play. Ethan’s investor was a paranoid man with a taste for young women and Cuban cigars—distractions that left his guards sloppy. I’d slipped through the side gate wearing a cleaner’s uniform, a feather duster in hand and knives hidden in the folds of my coat. I didn’t need Leon’s permission. I didn’t need his damn guidance. I was Sera Carter—no, Arianna Vale now—and I knew how to destroy men like Harlow without anyone’s help.The office was dark, curtains drawn. I moved with calculated ease, searching for the files—documents that would confirm his laundering activities for Ethan. The plan was simple: grab evidence, plant a bug, vanish before anyone noticed.But nothing ever stayed simple for long.I heard them before I saw them. Heavy boots. Muffled shouts. Too many for me to fight alone.I tried the window. Locked.Shit.I darted behind the velvet drapes, heart steady,
Chapter 8 – Whispers in the ShadowsSERA’S POVPower doesn’t come from noise. It grows in silence—in secrets, whispers, glances that say too much and hands that shake for the wrong reasons.I didn’t need an army. I needed leverage. And leverage, in Ethan’s world, was everywhere.My first pawn was a junior executive at his shipping subsidiary—nervous, underpaid, and drowning in gambling debt. He had a pretty wife and a mistress who didn’t know how to keep her mouth shut. It took me exactly two days to find him, one dinner to break him, and one whisper in his ear to make him mine.By the end of the week, I had three more—an accounts manager, a security analyst, and a secretary who heard everything and was tired of being invisible.I didn’t threaten them. I offered them something Ethan never could: protection, power, and the satisfaction of watching the great man unravel.I sat in my penthouse, staring out the window as the city moved like veins under glass. Leon stood near the bar, watc
Chapter 7 – Unmasked Eyes and TemptationSERA’S POVThe gala was everything I expected—opulent, filled with power-drunk men and women desperate to prove their worth. The dress I wore hugged my body in all the right places, deep black silk with a slit that climbed too high and a neckline that promised things I would never give. I didn’t come here for pleasure. I came here for war.Under Leon’s guidance, I had slipped into the role of Arianna Vale with unsettling ease. People didn’t look past the surface when you looked like a fantasy. They saw curves, confidence, allure—never the blade underneath.I walked through the marble lobby of the hotel, chin high, eyes sharp. The ballroom glimmered ahead, voices rising in lazy arrogance. I scanned the room for potential targets, men and women associated with Ethan’s empire. They were all here. And soon, they would be mine.But then I felt it.A stare.Cold. Sharp. Too familiar.I turned slowly, keeping my composure. And there he was—Detective H
Chapter 6 - Scarlet Games and Shadowed EyesSera's (Arianna )POVThe mirror reflected a different woman now—no longer the broken prisoner named Sera Carter, but Arianna Vale, a calculated siren draped in red. The silk clung to her body like temptation, cut low in the front, high at the slit, every movement designed to draw the eye and disarm the mind.Tonight, her prey was Matthew Virelli—a rival businessman of Ethan’s and a potential key to dismantling a piece of Ethan’s crumbling empire. He was arrogant, greedy, and weak where it mattered most.Arianna walked into the private lounge like smoke—silent, seductive, and deadly.“Miss Vale,” Matthew said, eyeing her with a wolfish grin. “You make this room look sinfully small.”She smiled coyly, placing a hand on his chest. “Then let’s make it feel bigger, Mr. Virelli.”The wine flowed. The words were weapons. Every laugh was rehearsed, every glance choreographed. And when they ended up in the penthouse suite above the lounge, she had al
Chapter 5: Fire and FleshPOV: Arianna (Sera)The smell of gunpowder and blood has long since stopped making me flinch.I watch from behind tinted glasses as one of Ethan’s former clients signs over their loyalty to a new boss—Leon Valenci. I’m the reason why. A black dress. A little smile. A whisper in the ear. A deal sealed with a touch. I walk away, my heels echoing like a war drum. Every step is a win. Every glance in the mirror reminds me: I’m not Sera Carter anymore. Sera died. I buried her with the name Ethan once moaned in bed.Now, I’m Arianna Vale.And I am becoming something they never saw coming.Flashback: Leon, Eight Years AgoThe warehouse smelled of burnt rubber and desperation. Leon crouched behind crates, a bullet wound tearing into his shoulder. His enemies thought he was cornered. They were wrong.A single grenade, a timed distraction, and a whispered promise to the corpse of his mentor: I’ll burn the world before I beg for mercy.That night, he emerged from the fi