LOGINMona POVI blinked.The Masked Billionaire?For a second, I didn't know what to say. I had just been sitting beside the man, and hearing someone else refer to him that way made the whole thing feel strangely unfamiliar."Uh...""Oh my God." Clara's eyes widened. "Is Hart Company owing him money? Is he keeping you captive?"I frowned "What?...I""Wait, I've always wanted to ask where you've been staying and who you've been staying with since everything happened. Is that why you...""Clara."Mr. Benson's voice stopped her. She looked at him."You've been the one speaking since we got here. At least let Mona answer one question before you ask another. Moreover we are not here to gossip. I believe Mona is an adult."My mouth was still opened from trying to talk. I looked at Mr. Benson, genuinely grateful for his intervention. I closed my mouth back.Clara's mouth fell open slightly. "Oh." She looked at me. "I'm sorry."I managed a nervous smile. "It's fine."Thankfully, I didn't have to e
Mona's POVFor a moment, I couldn't remember where I was. Then I saw him..Adonis stood beside the sofa, his hand slowly withdrawing from my hair.I blinked, still caught between sleep and wakefulness. "You’re home."He stared at me for a moment. "I am."I pushed myself upright and rubbed my eyes. My gaze drifted toward the clock. It was almost midnight."What are you doing here?" he asked.I frowned. "Here?"He nodded. "Why weren't you in your room?"I opened my mouth, then closed it. "I don't know. I just wanted to stay here."He studied me. "Were you waiting for me?"I blinked and answered quickly. "No."Adonis's brow lifted slightly. "Why would I be waiting for you?"His expression remained unreadable. I held his gaze. "I wasn't even worried about you. Apparently, you enjoy disappearing."He exhaled. "I see.""Yeah. just wanted to stay in the living room for a while.""Okay."He turned away. "I'm going to my room then."I watched him walk past me. I didn't even ask him where he was
Mona POVI stared at the signature again. My father's signature. At least, that was what it looked like. I traced the edge of the photocopy with my eyes, refusing to let myself settle on the easiest explanation. He had signed the document. That much was obvious.But why? Why would my father authorize something this enormous without ever mentioning it to me? I turned the page and looked at the transaction records again.Blackridge Consulting.The name appeared more than once. Money had been transferred from my father's company into an account connected to Blackridge, yet there was nothing else in the file that made sense of it. No proper correspondence. No clear contract and no explanation for why such a company had been involved in the first place.My stomach tightened. There were too many possibilities. Had my father signed under duress?Had someone deceived him? Or had the signature been forged?And then there was the possibility I didn't want to consider.Maybe my father actually s
Mona's POVMy eyes narrowed.That was it.It must have been that suspicious man who I had bumped into at the hospital earlier. But why would he do that? My thoughts became tangled. Who was he? What did he want from me? And why was he tracking me and probably monitoring me too given that was not the first encounter."Mona."I blinked and looked up. Adonis was looking at me. "What are you thinking about?"I looked at him for a moment before answering. "The man at the hospital."His eyes sharpened. "What man?""The one I bumped into today." I glanced at the tracker. "I think he put that there."Adonis held my gaze. "Who is he? Do you know him?"I shook my head. "No, I don't." I paused. " But I think I've encountered him twice." Everyone continued to stare at me as I spoke on. I swallowed. "The first time was a few days ago at the hospital. I felt like someone was watching me, but I didn't see anyone. Then today, I bumped into a man while I was hurrying to see my father. The envelope fel
Mona's POVThe sound of brakes screaming against the road was the last thing I heard before everything happened at once. Adonis jerked the steering wheel and the car swerved violently. I slammed against the door and I heard Vivian screamed.Then...CRASH!The impact threw my body forward. Something struck my shoulder, and glass shattered somewhere beside me. The car spun before coming to a violent stop. For a few seconds, I couldn't hear anything.My hands trembled against my lap and I couldn't breathe properly. Then the smell reached me.The smell of burning rubber."Mona!"Adonis.I turned toward him.His hands were still gripping the steering wheel. The windshield was cracked, and the front of the car was badly damaged, but he looked almost unnaturally calm."Are you hurt?"I opened my mouth. "I'm..." My voice failed. I swallowed. "I'm okay."His eyes stayed on me for another second before moving to Vivian. "Are you hurt?"Vivian was breathing heavily. "I don't think so. But what the
Mona's POVI pushed the door open and stopped. For a moment, I stood still in the same position.Dad was awake. He was sitting against the raised pillows, his face still pale but nothing like the man I'd seen lying unconscious only days ago. The nurse stood beside the bed checking one of the monitors while Dad stared at me.Then he smiled. "Mona."That was all it took. I rushed toward him. "Dad!" I wrapped my arms around him, careful at first and then not careful at all."Careful, Miss Hart," the nurse warned gently. "He's still recovering."Dad laughed softly and patted my back. "I'm fine."I held him tighter anyway. I didn't realize how badly I'd needed to hear his voice until that moment. For days, I'd spoken to a man who couldn't answer me. I'd held his hand and wondered whether he'd ever open his eyes again.Now he was here. Awake and talking. I finally pulled away, but my eyes were already filled with tears. Dad reached up and wiped one away with his thumb. "Look at you."I laug







