LOGINFive years ago, Isla Wilde Montgomery was the perfect wife, elegant, loyal, and madly in love with her husband, billionaire tycoon Lucian Blackwell. But when tragedy struck and she miscarried their child, Lucian’s silence and his family's cold betrayal broke her. Branded a disgrace, Isla vanished from his life without a trace. Now, she’s back, not as his wife, but as the icy CEO of a global fashion empire. Stronger, colder, and untouchable, Isla returns to the elite business world with one mission: to reclaim her name and make those who destroyed her pay, including Lucian, the man she once loved. Lucian never stopped wondering why Isla left. But the woman who’s returned is no longer the warm girl he married. She’s a storm in heels, and she’s forcing him to face the truth he buried deep inside him. In a world where love is a dangerous game, can two broken hearts survive the wreckage of their dark past? Or will their love story end exactly the way it began… in flames?
View MoreThree years had passed since the whirlwind of revelations, reunions, and celebrations that had reshaped their lives. The Blackwell and Dufort families were closer than ever and the laughter of children now filled both mansions, echoing like music across sunlit rooms.The morning sun cast a warm glow over the soft sand of a secluded beach. Lucian and Isla walked hand in hand, barefoot, letting the gentle waves touch at their feet. Their daughter, Isabella, now five, had her dad's blue eyes. She darted ahead happily with her little pail and shovel, squealing as she built sandcastles. Aaric, who was now twelve, ran beside her, carefully supervising, but laughing as he let her add a few extra towers that toppled almost immediately.Lucian glanced down at Isla, her hair glinting in the sunlight, the corners of her lips curling into that familiar, heart-stopping smile. “They’re growing so fast,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face.Isla laughed softly, resting her head brie
The morning sun bathed the Blackwell mansion in its warm glow and golden light, promising a day full of warmth and joy. Lucian was already in the driveway, carrying Isabella in his arms, while Aaric laughed excitedly beside him, his little backpack swinging slightly. Isla was holding a picnic basket, followed closely behind, smiling at the sight of her husband’s relaxed grin.“We’ll take Kian and Selene, and Elena and Leo,” Lucian reminded, glancing at Isla. “It’s going to be crowded but fun.”Isla laughed softly, adjusting Isabella in her arms. “It’s going to be damn chaotic,” she teased, “but the best kind of chaos.”By mid-morning, the group had gathered at a sprawling park, a private section reserved just for them. Selene, glowing with her pregnancy, laughed as Kian helped her settle on a blanket, while Elena sat beside Leo, who was trying to juggle a soccer ball with Aaric watching in wonder.“Come on, Papa! Play with me!” Aaric shouted, tugging at his father’s hand. Lucian chuc
Two years later Two whole years had passed and the Blackwell mansion glimmered with laughter, chaos and life like never before. The once-quiet halls were now filled with the soft patter of tiny feet, gleeful giggles, and the gentle coos of a little baby discovering the world.Lucian stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows in the morning light, holding their infant daughter, Isabella, in his arms. Her tiny hands grasped his fingers, her eyes wide with curiosity and wonder, reflecting the same stormy intensity he had seen in Isla since the day they met.“She’s awake,” Isla called from the adjoining room, her voice warm and sweet like a melody. She entered carrying a soft blanket, her hair pulled loosely over her shoulder, smiling at the sight of Lucian gently bouncing their precious daughter in his arms.“She’s gorgeous,” Lucian murmured, pressing a kiss to Isabella’s forehead. “Just like her mother.”Isla walked over, taking Isabella into her arms and feeling the soft weight of the l
The letter arrived on a quiet morning in the Blackwell mansion.The autumn air in New York was crisp, the leaves outside the Blackwell estate turning shades of burnt gold and crimson color. Isla was having coffee by the window when the butler entered, holding a cream-colored envelope sealed with a familiar handwriting. The writing was elegant, sharp, beautiful and Isla knew who's handwriting it was. Liam was also there at the mansion for breakfast when his froze seeing the letter sent by Claire.Claire Blackwell.Lucian, who’d just joined her, froze mid-step. Isla looked up at him, then carefully broke the seal. Inside were four smaller envelopes. One each for Lucian, Isla, Aaric, and Liam.Her heart tightened as she began to read.“To my family and the ones I wronged,”The letter began in Claire’s delicate, and loving script.“There are some sins that age cannot wash away. I lived a life trying to mold others into perfection because I was terrified of my own imperfections. I hurt peo












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