INICIAR SESIÓNAminaFive years ago, I learned that sometimes the only way to save yourself was to become the villain in someone else's story.I had spent five years living with that truth, years carrying a secret that had changed the course of my life, five years wondering whbether Trey Davidson would ever discover what had really happened that night, and five years raising a little boy who had never known his father.I had told myself that I had done what I needed to do to survive, but every time I looked into my son's eyes, I remembered the price I had paid.And every time I thought about Trey, I remembered the night Paul Young had taken away my choices.Five Years Earlier"Drink this."I stared at the small glass Paul had placed on the table in front of me."What is it?"His expression hardened."Did I ask you to question me, Amina?"I immediately lowered my eyes "No, sir.""Then drink it."My fingers trembled as I reached for the glass, but I didn't lift it to my lips.I had worked for Paul You
TreyThe door had barely closed behind Amina when I turned to Clint.“Tell me you don't believe a word that woman just said.”Clint leaned against the edge of my desk, his arms folded across his chest. “Which part? The part where she claims you have a son, or the part where she wants to become your Luna?”“Both.”“Then we are in agreement, I had no idea you and her even had a thing.”"That's because we didn't." I dragged a hand down my face and returned to my chair. The moment Amina had walked into my office, she had brought five years of buried memories crashing into my present. I had spent years trying to forget the woman, and what happened that day, Atleast the fragments of what I remembered. Now she was telling me that I had a son, a four year old boy who had been alive all this time, growing up without me.My jaw tightened.“Find out everything you can about her,” I ordered. “Where she has been living, who she has been associating with, how she has been supporting herself. I wa
TreyThe door had barely closed behind Amina when I turned to Clint.“Tell me you don't believe a word that woman just said.”Clint leaned against the edge of my desk, his arms folded across his chest. “Which part? The part where she claims you have a son, or the part where she wants to become your Luna?”“Both.”“Then we are in agreement, I had no idea you and her even had a thing.”"That's because we didn't." I dragged a hand down my face and returned to my chair. The moment Amina had walked into my office, she had brought five years of buried memories crashing into my present. I had spent years trying to forget the woman, and what happened that day, Atleast the fragments of what I remembered. Now she was telling me that I had a son, a four year old boy who had been alive all this time, growing up without me.My jaw tightened.“Find out everything you can about her,” I ordered. “Where she has been living, who she has been associating with, how she has been supporting herself. I wa
Amina.He glanced at the bottle in my hand "Is everything okay Amina?"I nodded, although I could barely breathe."Paul asked me to bring you something."His expression changed at the mention of my employer."What does Paul want now?""I don't know," I lied. "He just asked me to make sure you received this."Trey studied me for a moment."You look nervous."I nearly broke down, he was being kind to me.Even then, even with everything Paul had planned, Trey was looking at me with concern rather than suspicion."Are you all right, Amina?"I nodded too quickly "Yes. I'm fine."He didn't look convinced, but he didn't press me.Instead, he took the bottle from my hand and placed it on the table."Thank you. You can tell Paul I received it."I should have left then, I should have walked out of that room and accepted whatever consequences came my way but I knew what Paul would do and I was too frightened to find out.I stayed and poured the drinks, I watched Trey take the first one and I fel
AminaFive years ago, I learned that sometimes the only way to save yourself was to become the villain in someone else's story.I had spent five years living with that truth.years carrying a secret that had changed the course of my life, five years wondering whether Trey Davidson would ever discover what had really happened that night, and five years raising a little boy who had never known his father.I had told myself that I had done what I needed to do to survive, but every time I looked into my son's eyes, I remembered the price I had paid.And every time I thought about Trey, I remembered the night Paul Young had taken away my choices.Five Years Earlier"Drink this."I stared at the small glass Paul had placed on the table in front of me."What is it?"His expression hardened."Did I ask you to question me, Amina?"I immediately lowered my eyes "No, sir.""Then drink it."My fingers trembled as I reached for the glass, but I didn't lift it to my lips.I had worked for Paul Youn
Trey.For five years, I had imagined what I would do if Amina ever showed up in my life again.Sometimes, I imagined dragging her into a room and demanding answers about the video that had destroyed my relationship with Laina.Other times, I imagined ignoring her completely, refusing to give her the satisfaction of knowing that she had once mattered enough to hurt me.But I had never imagined standing in my office, with my mate missing and my entire world falling apart, watching Amina walk through the door as though she had every right to be there.She looked exactly as I remembered her. Beautiful, confident, and impeccably dressed. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and her lips curved into a smile that might have fooled someone who didn't know her.Unfortunately for her, I knew her, Or at least, I had thought I did."What the hell are you doing here?" I repeated.Amina tilted her head, studying me w







