LOGINAvery’s POVThe bright flashes of the cameras hit us the moment we pushed through the heavy glass doors of the courthouse.Reporters shoved microphones toward my face, all of them shouting at once. The noise was loud and chaotic, a sharp contrast to the quiet courtroom we had just left behind."Ms. Woods! Is it true that your husband is being charged with murder?""Mr. Sterling! Did you use your company to hack the Woods family accounts?"Caspian did not say a word to them. His tight grip on my hand kept me grounded in the middle of the crowd. He used his large body as a shield, blocking the worst of the pushy reporters as he guided me toward his waiting black sedan.Vance held the car door open for us. I slid into the back seat quickly, and Caspian climbed in right after me. The door shut with a heavy click, locking the loud world outside.I leaned my head against the cool leather seat and took a long, deep br
Avery’s POVThe gavel fell three times, each strike sounding like a thunderclap that shattered the remnants of the Woods family dynasty."In light of the highly severe and criminal nature of the evidence presented," Judge Reyes’s voice cut through the courtroom chaos with absolute finality, "this court denies the plaintiff's request for an injunction. The administrative freeze on Hector Woods' shares remains permanent, and this file is being forwarded immediately to the federal prosecutor's office."She looked down from the bench, her sharp eyes fixing directly on Hector, who was vibrating with a silent, pale terror. "Bailiffs, please escort Mr. Woods and Mrs. Juliet Woods to the holding area downstairs. Federal marshals are already en route.""No! This is a setup! You can't do this to me!" Hector screamed, his voice cracking into a pathetic, desperate shriek as two burly court officers grabbed him by his arms. He kicked blindly at his o
Caspian’s POVThe heavy oak doors of the federal courthouse didn't just swing open; they felt like the gates of an arena. The marble corridors echoed with the frantic clicking of cameras and the overlapping shouts of reporters. Media vans lined the curb outside, their satellite dishes pointed toward the sky like vultures waiting for a carcass. The headline was already trending across every financial wire: The Woods-Global Civil War.I walked through the security checkpoints without looking left or right. I had discarded my usual charcoal suit for a stark, midnight-black tuxedo, the same one I had worn to the gala where this war truly began. My tie was straight, my cuffs crisp, but beneath the billionaire armor, my chest felt hollowed out."Mr. Sterling," Vance whispered, matching my long, hurried stride down the hallway. He held a leather briefcase tightly against his side. "The legal disclosure forms are fully finalized and logged into
Avery’s POVThe fluorescent lights of the Woods-Global executive boardroom felt like a slow, agonizing interrogation. It was four in the morning, but the concept of time had completely lost its meaning.The mahogany table was buried under mountains of financial ledgers, legal briefs, and crumpled cups of cold espresso. My fingers trembled slightly as I rubbed my temples, trying to blink away the burning exhaustion behind my eyes. The rain outside had finally stopped, leaving the city skyline below wrapped in a suffocating, pale fog."The math doesn't change, Ms. Woods," Marcus, our lead corporate attorney, sighed heavily, adjusting his glasses. He looked as drained as I felt. "If Hector’s petition for the injunction succeeds at the 9:00 AM hearing, the judge will freeze all voting rights tied to your father’s trust. You won't just be stripped of the interim Chairwoman title, you won't even be allowed on the property.""And Hector walks b
Caspian’s POVThe crystal tumbler shattered against the brick fireplace, raining jagged glass and amber scotch over the hearth. I didn't care. I didn't even blink. I just stared blindly at the dancing orange flames, my hand frozen in the air where I had just thrown the drink.The penthouse felt like a tomb. It had been twelve hours since Avery walked out of the municipal cemetery, twelve hours since she tore my chest open and left me bleeding under a stormy sky. The heavy downpour outside had slowed to a miserable, rhythmic drizzle, streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows with endless gray lines.I was drowning, suffocating in the quiet. Everywhere I looked, I saw her. I saw her standing by the marble kitchen island laughing over chopped cherry tomatoes; I saw her curled on the sofa in my oversized black T-shirt; I saw her green eyes reflecting the morning sun right before everything broke."Caspian.”Jameson’s gravelly voice cut
Caspian’s POVThe slam of the penthouse door echoed through the empty hallway like a gunshot.I stood paralyzed. On the floor, the scattered papers of the Sophia file mocked me, her smiling photograph staring up from the dark wood planks. Seven years of planning, seven years of fueling my rise to power with a brutal thirst for revenge, all burned to the ground in a single moment.The ghost of my past had just destroyed my future."Avery!" I roared, the sound tearing from my throat.I sprinted out of the office and tore through the living room. I threw open the heavy front door and lunged into the elevator corridor, but the digital display was already shifting downward. G– Garage. I didn't wait. I ripped open the fire door and took the concrete stairs three at a time, my heart hammering a frantic, violent rhythm against my ribs.By the time I burst into the basement garage, the screech of tires echoed off the concre
Avery’s POVI was going to fight for what was mine and get out of this toxic marriage. But even with that newfound determination, a heavy knot of dread lingered in my stomach. Tonight was the celebratory dinner with the investors, and I'd have to face Caspian again, knowing what I now knew about hi
Caspian’s POVThe investors were gone, the meeting was a success. We'd secured the funding and pushed the next phase of the acquisition through. Yet, the usual rush of triumph was dulled. My mind kept replaying Avery's face as she showed me that picture, Hector's despicable act. And then, her haunt
Avery’s POVThe meeting with the investors finally wrapped up. They left, all polite smiles and firm handshakes, and I tried to mirror their composure, but inside, I was a coiled spring. The image of that silly engagement ring still burned in my mind, a fresh wound. I wonder who the stupid bitch wa
Avery's POVThe diamond on Jasmine's hand glared up at me from the phone screen, a cruel, sparkling taunt. It was my engagement ring. Or, it had been. My breath hitched, a hot wave of fresh betrayal washing over me, eclipsing even the shock of Caspian's revelation about Sophia. This wasn't just a t







