LOGINFiona vanished ten years ago, walking away from her billionaire father, his new wife, and the stepbrother she refused to meet. She built a new life, married a man she trusted, and created a company from nothing—until the night she walked in on her husband and best friend in bed together. Devastated, she escaped to a bar, where one reckless kiss with a stranger led to a night of passion she could never forget. She never expected to see him again. She definitely didn’t expect him to be Rafael Velmera, her powerful new boss… and the stepbrother she never met. Neither of them knew the truth that night. Now, they are trapped in a world of secrets, betrayal, and a desire they should never feel. But Fiona is hiding more than just her name. She’s hiding a child… and a war is coming. Because the night she gave in to him didn’t just destroy her morals, It destroyed the lie her entire life was built on. And what she’s about to discover will change everything. What if the man she’s forbidden to love… is the only one who has ever truly been hers?
View MoreFiona:The blonde woman's hands were still tangled in Rafael's hair when our eyes met across his office. For a second... maybe two... everything stopped. My chest, my breath, the stupid hope I'd been carrying since I walked through that door.Then she smiled at me.Not the kind of smile that says hello. The kind that says mine.Rafael's hands dropped from her waist like she'd burned him. He stepped back so fast she stumbled forward, catching herself on his desk. The movement was violent, sudden, and something flickered across his face when he looked at me that made my stomach clench.Guilt. Anger. Want.All of it mixed together in a way that made me want to turn around and run."Fiona." My name came out rough, like he'd been choking on it.The blonde woman straightened up, smoothing down her skirt with deliberate slowness. Her smile never wavered. "Oh. You must be the new secretary."Her voice was honey dripping over glass, sweet and sharp at the same time. She looked me up and down,
Fiona:I pushed myself up from the cold floor where Rafael had left me broken and aching. My legs trembled as I walked to the bed and collapsed onto the mattress that still smelled like my childhood. The tears came in waves that I couldn't control anymore."I love him." The words escaped in a broken whisper to the empty room. "I'm in love with Rafael and I've destroyed everything."My chest felt like it was caving in on itself. I pressed my face into the pillow to muffle the sobs that were ripping through me. Every part of my body still burned from his touch. Every cell screamed for him to come back and finish what he started.But he never would. I had made sure of that with every lie that fell from my mouth tonight.The realization hit me like a physical blow. I was completely alone. Zoe was dying in a hospital bed because of me. Rafael hated me because of the lies I had been forced to tell. I had no one left who cared whether I lived or died."Zoe." Her name came out as a sob. "I mi
Fiona:"Fiona, darling, you must be exhausted." Carmela's voice floated from the kitchen as I stepped through the back door, where I had left Rafael, her forced warmth hitting me like a slap I didn't want to acknowledge.The smell of roasted chicken and garlic filled the air, rich and calculated in a way that made my chest tighten. She had cooked. She had prepared what she probably thought was some peace offering like we were family instead of strangers living in the same house."I made dinner. Roasted chicken with herbs." Carmela appeared in the doorway, wiping her hands on a dish towel, her face arranged in that careful expression of hope she always wore around me. "I thought you might be hungry after such a difficult day."Difficult day. As if she had any idea what my day had actually been like. As if she knew about Zoe fighting for her life in a hospital bed or the impossible choice Robert had forced me to make."I'm not hungry.""Of course you are. You've gotten too thin. I can s
Rafael:The elevator doors closed behind me with a soft whisper. My reflection stared back from the polished metal, but the man looking back seemed like a stranger. Same expensive suit, same face that had graced business magazines for years. But something fundamental had shifted.I had made my choice.The words still reeled in my mind like a bell that would not stop ringing. I choose her. I choose Fiona. I choose her over legacy, heart over heritage, the woman who challenged me over the man who had given me my life.The decision had crystallized the moment Dad walked out of my office. Twenty-four hours to choose between the family that shaped me and the woman who awakened something I had not known existed. But it had not taken twenty-four hours. It had taken twenty-four minutes of staring out my office window, thinking about what kind of man I wanted to be.I wanted to be worthy of what I felt for Fiona. The kind of man who would fight for what mattered instead of hiding behind obliga
Fiona:"Hello?" I said who the owner of the number was."Is this Fiona?"The voice was male, older, unfamiliar. My heart hammered against my ribs. "Who is this?""My name is Dr. Jude. I'm calling from St. Mary's General Hospital. I have a patient here who had your number listed as her emergency con
Rafael:"Rafael." A voice cut through the darkness. "Rafael, wake up."My body jerked in the chair. Sweat dripped down my spine, soaking the chair. My hands shook as they gripped the leather armrests."Hey." Soft fingers touched my shoulder.I flinched away, my eyes snapping open. Fiona knelt besid
Fiona:Sleep was impossible. I spent the entire morning staring at the ceiling of Rafael's bedroom, my body still humming from the memory of his touch while my mind replayed his devastating words over and over again. You've never had anything to lose. The phrase carved itself deeper into my chest w
Rafael:The door slammed shut behind me with such force that the artwork on the hallway walls trembled. I stood there like an idiot, staring at my own bedroom door, wondering how the hell I had managed to get kicked out of my own house by a woman wrapped in a bedsheet.My chest felt hollow. Empty.












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