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THE TWIN'S TRAP

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Ariana’s POV

The sea is softer this morning, the air sweet with salt and sunlight.

For the first time in forever, I wake up smiling.

Damian’s gone for an early call, but his mug still sits half-full on the table beside mine. The smell of coffee and ocean mixes in the air—warm, familiar.

The baby rolls gently inside me. “You like it here too, huh?” I whisper.

Peace. It feels fragile, like glass. Like if I breathe too hard, it’ll shatter.

I try not to think about Adrian, about the shadows that al
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  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   EPILOGUE

    Ariana’s POVFive years later.The villa looks different now — warmer, fuller, lived in. Flowers climb the stone walls, laughter spills from the garden, and the faint scent of cinnamon and sea salt lingers in the air.It doesn’t feel like a fortress anymore. It feels like home.I’m sitting on the porch swing, a book half-forgotten in my lap, when the sound of running feet pulls me from my thoughts.“Mommy!”I barely have time to look up before Elio barrels toward me, curls bouncing, eyes bright. He’s five now — wild, fearless, and every bit his father’s son.“Slow down, baby!” I call, but he’s already leaping into my arms.He giggles as I catch him, breathless and full of sunshine. “Daddy said we can go to the beach!”I smile. “Did he now?”“Uh-huh!” He nods fiercely. “He said if you say yes.”Behind him, Damian appears — older maybe, but somehow softer. His hair is a little longer, his smile a little easier. He’s holding a picnic basket and shaking his head fondly.“You always sell m

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   WEDDING BELLS

    Damien's Pov My wedding dress hangs near the window, white silk, simple but elegant, nothing like the extravagant one from our first wedding. That one had been a performance, a cage wrapped in luxury. This one feels like freedom.I sit up slowly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. My reflection in the mirror looks softer than I remember. Not because I’m flawless, the faint scars on my wrist, the tired lines near my eyes but because I look alive.A knock on the door breaks my thoughts.“Come in,” I call.Hale steps inside, dressed neatly in a charcoal suit, holding a bouquet of pale roses. “You ready to make an honest man out of my boss?”I laugh quietly. “He’s already honest now. That’s what scares me.”Hale grins. “He’s been pacing since dawn. I think he’s more nervous than you.”“Good,” I say, smiling faintly. “It’s his turn.”He chuckles, handing me the bouquet. “You look beautiful, Ariana. Really. You deserve this.”The words hit somewhere deep. I swallow, blinking back the

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   FAMILY APPROVAL

    Damian’s POVIt starts with a phone call I never expected.I’m in the study, sorting through contracts when Hale knocks once and steps inside, phone in hand. His expression tells me everything before he even speaks.“Your mother,” he says quietly.The pen slips from my fingers. “What?”He nods, offering me the phone. “She asked to speak to you. Said it’s important.”For a moment, I just stare at the screen, the name I haven’t seen in years glowing back at me like a ghost. Mother.My throat goes dry. The last time we spoke, her words were final.“You’ve disgraced this family, Damian. We can’t support your choices.”I’d told her she could keep her approval. I’d walked away and never looked back. Until now.Ariana steps into the doorway, hair tied up, a faint trace of flour on her cheek from baking with Elio. “What’s wrong?”I swallow. “My mother’s on the line.”Her eyes widen a little, then soften. “After all this time?”“Apparently.”Hale sets the phone down and leaves, closing the do

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   HEALING TOGETHER

    Damien's Pov Ariana sits beside me. She looks… peaceful. Or maybe she’s just better at pretending. Her hand rests on her lap, fingers brushing against the edge of Elio’s pacifier she carries everywhere. I want to reach for her hand, but something in me hesitates.Dr. Langley, the therapist, clears her throat softly. “Thank you both for coming in today. First sessions are always the hardest.”I almost snort. Hardest? She hasn’t seen hard. Hard was watching Ariana get taken. Hard was holding her afterward, blood on both our hands, whispering promises I wasn’t sure I could keep.Ariana beats me to a response. “We’re… trying,” she says quietly. Dr. Langley nods. “That’s a good place to start.” She looks at me next. “Damien, what made you agree to come?”Her tone is gentle. Too gentle. It grates on my nerves.I shift in my seat, leaning forward, elbows on my knees. “Because she asked me to.”Ariana glances at me. Dr. Langley hums. “And what do you want to get out of being here?”I want

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   THE SENTENCE

    Ariana's Pov Damian’s grip on my hand is firm, grounding. He hasn’t spoken in a while, but his thumb moves slowly against my skin. The judge clears his throat. “Will the defendant please rise.”Adrian stands. His cuffs rattle faintly, the only sound in the room.He looks different now, a bit subdued. The foreman stands, paper trembling slightly in her hand. “We, the jury, find the defendant, Adrian Cole, guilty on all counts.”The words hang in the air.Kidnapping.Endangerment.Assault.Conspiracy.Each one lands like a nail sealing the coffin of a man who once thought himself untouchable.I exhale shakily. Damian’s shoulders sag, the tension leaving his body in a slow wave. Hale, standing near the door, closes his eyes for a brief moment — silent relief.The judge speaks again, voice even. “Given the nature and gravity of these crimes, this court hereby sentences the defendant to thirty years without the possibility of parole.”There’s a murmur, reporters scribbling, the audience

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   ADRIAN'S TRIAL

    Ariana's Pov Damian’s hand rests lightly on my back as we walk through the double doors, past the swarm of reporters and flashing cameras.“Just keep your eyes forward,” he murmurs.I nod, though my pulse thunders loud enough to drown him out.Inside, the courtroom feels colder than it should. Polished wood. White walls. Rows of strangers waiting to witness the end of something evil.And in the center of it all, him.Adrian sits at the defendant’s table, wrists cuffed, a faint smirk on his face. He’s wearing the same expression he wore when he cornered me with— calm, detached, superior. His eyes find mine.For a heartbeat, it’s like we’re back there, the room, the baby’s cry, the terror. My chest tightens, but Damian’s fingers slide into mine, grounding me.“Don’t give him power,” Damian whispers. “Not anymore.”I inhale slowly. Exhale. And when I look back, I meet Adrian’s gaze without flinching.He blinks, surprised. Then the smirk fades.The bailiff calls for silence. The judge e

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   ADRIAN TAKES ARIANA TO COURT

    Ariana’s POVIt’s been weeks since the warehouse, weeks since I thought we’d finally buried Adrian’s madness. But monsters have a way of finding daylight.And today, he’s found it here, in a courtroom full of strangers, cameras, and whispered judgment.The clock on the wall reads 9:00 a.m. sharp wh

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   HEARTBREAKS AND TRUTHS

    Damian’s POVHeadlights slice through the shattered windows, catching the dust midair like falling stars.The door creaks open.Ariana steps in.The wind outside is wild, tearing through the open space. Her eyes flick from me to Adrian, then to the gun on the floor between us. She doesn’t scream, d

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   THE TWIN MELTDOWN

    Damian’s POVHale tried to follow. I told him no. This had to be me. Just me and Adrian. No witnesses. No soldiers. No excuses.The car’s engine fades behind me, leaving only the ocean and the creak of rusted metal.I step inside.The warehouse smells of oil and decay. Moonlight slices through the

  • THE WRONG MAN'S BABY   A MOTHER'S RESOLVE ( Part Two)

    Ariana’s POVHale’s men are stationed outside, voices muffled through the walls. Every door is locked, every light dimmed to a soft amber glow.I find Damian in the small security room off the main hallway. It’s usually Hale’s workspace, full of humming monitors and cold light, but tonight Damian’s

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