FAZER LOGINJune’s PovAfter what happened between me and the new guy I saw, I decided to sleep more. After a few minutes I woke up and was lost in thoughts.A soft knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. I sat up quickly, heart jumping. Was it Nikolai again? I wrapped a robe around myself and opened the door.Mrs. McCoy stood there, Nikolai’s mother, smiling gently. “Good morning, Chloe. Can I come in for a moment?”“Sure,” I said, stepping aside. I ran my fingers through my messy hair, trying to smooth it down. “Pardon my hair. I just woke up.”She waved her hand as she stepped inside. “It is okay, dear. No need to apologize.” She sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside her. “Come sit with me.”I sat down, pulling the robe tighter around myself. My body still felt sore from the night before. Everything felt heavy.Mrs. McCoy took my hand in hers. Her touch was warm, almost motherly. “I just wanted to thank you personally for what you did yesterday. Nikolai told me the deal
Nikolai’s PovI walked back into the house, jaw tight, anger still burning under my skin. Chloe never stopped finding new ways to test me. That scene at the bar could have been all over the news if I had not handled it quickly. Thank God I kissed her in front of everyone. It looked romantic. The kind of thing people expect from a new husband. But inside I was furious. She had gone there after telling me she was visiting her father. Who knew what she was really doing before I arrived.I went to my study and tried to push it out of my mind. I sat down and started scrolling through emails, answering what I could. Work had always been the one thing that made sense. Numbers did not lie. Deals did not betray you.My phone rang. It was Mr. Hayes, Chloe’s father.I picked up. “Good evening, sir.”“Nikolai,” he said, voice warm but businesslike. “I have good news. I have decided to finalize the deal we discussed. All the papers are ready on my end. We can move forward with the partnership.”I
June’s PovI sat at the table with Blue, my hands still shaking from everything I had just poured out. The bar felt too bright now, too full of eyes that kept glancing our way. I kept my head down, hoping no one was recording. Blue stared at me like she was seeing a ghost.“So you really don’t remember who took you after the shooting?” she asked quietly.“No,” I whispered. “Everything after the gunshot is just darkness. Then I woke up in the hospital and everyone was calling me Chloe.”Blue rubbed her forehead. “This is insane. Nikolai shot you? You’re sure it was him?”“I will never forget his face,” I said, my voice cracking. “He was the last thing I saw before I thought I was dying. And now I’m married to him. In her body.”Blue looked around quickly, then stood up. “I need a drink. Stay right here. I’ll be back in a second.”She walked toward the bar. I tried to smile to myself, but it felt broken. For the first time in days I had someone who believed me. Someone who knew the real
June’s PovI stepped into the bar and the world shifted around me. The place was quiet, dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. For one second I felt like I could breathe. Then the hostess looked up, her eyes widened, and she smiled like she had just seen a movie star.“Mrs. McCoy,” she said warmly. “Welcome. It is so good to see you.”Mrs. McCoy. The name hit me like a slap. I was Mrs. McCoy now. Nikolai’s wife. Chloe’s name on my body. I forced a small smile and nodded, but inside my stomach twisted. People at nearby tables turned their heads. Phones came out. Whispers started. Oh my God, it’s Chloe McCoy. She’s here. Look at her.I had forgotten. Completely forgotten that in this body I was famous. A model with millions of followers. Everyone knew my face. I wanted to turn around and run back to the car, but the hostess was already leading me to a quiet corner booth that felt private enough. Still, I could feel eyes on me. Every step, every breath, someone was watchin
June’s PovNikolai stared at me for a long moment after I shared my location. His eyes were cold, unreadable. Then he turned around without another word and walked back into the house. I stood there for a second, heart still racing, before I climbed into the back seat of the car.“Take me home,” I told the driver quietly. “To my father’s house.”He nodded and started the engine. I leaned back against the leather seat and looked out the window, watching the mansion gates fade behind us. In my head I kept begging silently. Please let the driver know the way. Please don’t ask me for directions. I had no idea where Chloe’s family home was. If he asked, I would look crazy again.The city streets passed by in a blur. Tall buildings, busy roads, people walking like their lives made sense. I wondered if any of them would believe me if I stopped the car and told them the truth. A woman shot and killed, now trapped in another body, married to her killer. Anyone who heard that story would think
June’s Pov I slipped out of Nikolai’s room and pressed my back against the wall just around the corner. My hands shook as I wiped at my face with the sleeve of my dress. The sticky mess was still there, warm and humiliating. Tears burned behind my eyes again. I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. Instead I just stood there trying to breathe, trying to pull myself together before anyone saw me like this. “Chloe?” I jumped at the sound of Mrs. McCoy’s voice. Nikolai’s mother stood a few feet away, watching me with a curious tilt of her head. She looked elegant as always, perfectly put together in a cream blouse and pearls. “Why did you startle like that?” she asked gently. “Are you doing something wrong? Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” I stammered, quickly wiping the last traces from my cheek. “Really. I’m okay.” She studied me for a moment, then smiled. “Good. I would love a word with you. Nothing long. Just a quick talk. Come with me to the balcony. The fresh air will do you good.” I
June’s PovAs Nikolai left and closed the door behind him, I thought at least this was over for now. At least I could be alone in the darkness.It was already night. The room was cold and quiet.I was still sitting on the floor when I heard the door open again.Who the hell is that?I looked up and
June’s POVI stood frozen in that room for what felt like hours after Betty left. My whole body was shaking. Not from cold, but from pure fear and confusion.Betty didn’t know I was June. She thought I was Chloe. Which meant Betty had been sleeping with Frederick and Chloe at the same time? Or did
Nikolai’s PovI didn’t even know why I answered for her.The question hung in the air. My mother was staring at Chloe. Betty was staring at Chloe. Even my father had paused his meal to watch her fumble for words.She looked like a deer caught in headlights. Eyes wide. Mouth opening and closing. Com
June’s POVI couldn’t move.Couldn’t breathe.Couldn’t do anything except sit there on the edge of that bed and stare at Nikolai McCoy as he stood in my doorway like he owned everything in the world.Which, in this house, he probably did.“I said take it off,” he repeated. His voice was calm. Too c







