LOGINI thought I knew who I was. I thought I knew what love felt like. Turns out, I didn’t know anything at all. Marvy was supposed to be my forever—until the night he went down on one knee and a stranger’s panties fell out of his pocket. In that moment, the illusion shattered. The man I loved, the life I dreamed of... it all turned to ash. I told myself I’d never fall again. I’d never let anyone close enough to hurt me. But then there was him—Darren Coldridge. Marvy’s older brother. The one they say has ice in his veins and no heart left to break. He scared me from the start. But when his eyes found mine, everything inside me changed. My pulse skipped. My breath caught. My body remembered something my mind refused to admit—I wanted him. I needed him. Now I’m caught between two brothers: one who betrayed me, and one who burns through every wall I’ve built. Marvy says he still loves me. Darren doesn’t say anything at all—but every glance, every touch feels like a promise he’s too proud to speak. And just when I think it’s only about love and lies, I learn the Coldridge family hides secrets far older—and darker—than either of them. Secrets that tie me to them in ways I never imagined. Because some bonds aren’t chosen. They’re written in blood, in moonlight… and in destiny.
View MoreDarren’s POV“Maybe we should invite Jescyka,” I said, keeping my tone light and casual.The moment her name slipped out of my mouth, my chest tightened, the way it always did when I say her name like that or think about her.Mother looked up from the stack of files spread neatly across the desk. A faint but hard smile tugged at her lips. “Jescyka?” she repeated. “Who is that?”“I mean… we both know one Jescyka and” I was mid-sentence when she raised her hand, stopping me with ease, like it was practiced.“And why do we need her?” she asked again, this time slower, sharper.I exhaled through my nose. “She’s an architect, Mom. And unless I’m mistaken, we’re discussing an architectural project.” frustration clawing my chest, I've noticed since Marv brought Jescyka home, that mom might not like her.She hummed, uninterested, then closed the file in front of her as though the matter was already settled. “Oh. Then we’ll wait for Marv.”I frowned. “We don’t have to wait for Marv. This is bu
Jescyka’s POV“How do you feel now?”Ethan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. The concern in his eyes was hard to not catch. He was closing the distance between us the moment I stepped out of the doctor’s room. He looked like someone who had been bracing for bad news and didn’t quite know what to do with relief.“I don’t feel anything,” I said honestly. “I feel… normal. Just, like normal.” He studied my face like he was searching for cracks. “Normal?” his voice rang back.I nodded. “Yeah, normal.”He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. “Okay then.” After a pause, he added, “So… we’ll be going to my place or—”“I just want some ice cream.”He blinked. “Ice cream?”“Yes,” I said firmly, surprising even myself. “A cup. Or two.” “More like an unplanned ice cream date.” He asked playfully.That finally got a smile out of me. “Wow. A date? Sounds cool. I feel honored.”“It’s okay. Don’t just let it get to your head.” he jokedWe walked toward the driveway where the car was pa
Melissa’s POV“Hey, darling,” I called as I walked into the office, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor of his office. Normally, that was enough to earn me a smile—one of those lazy, charming ones he used when he was in a good mood. But today? Nothing came. No smile. No warmth.Just Marv, sitting behind his desk with jaws tight and his eyes fixed on the screen of his laptop like I wasn’t even there. He was definitely having a Jescyka day.“Marv,” I called again, slower this time, lifting a brow questioningly, as I stepped closer. Still nothing. Instead, he shifted slightly in his chair and deliberately turned his gaze away from me.I sighed inwardly. Great.I already knew where and how it was going to be.I just hoped—really hoped—it wasn’t about Jescyka again. Lately, every time he walked in looking like this, it was because she was still mad at him. He never cared this much about her, I don't know what changed. And somehow, consoling him had become my unpaid, full-
Darren’s pov“Someone is speaking to me. I mean… I’m crazy, am I? Darren. I heard a voice in my head.” Her breathing was wild and uneven, she kept twisting her fingers like they were the only thing keeping her sane.I barely understood what she was saying.“Jescyka… hey, calm down. Seriously, breathe,” I murmured, trying to balance her shoulders, but she kept pulling away, her entire body was trembling. Even if she had hallucinated kissing a ghost, she shouldn't shake that much.It took a whole minute—maybe longer—before she finally loosened up enough for me to lay her back on the bed. I eased her down gently, brushing her hair off her forehead, it was damped with sweat.“I’ll be right back.” I whispered, raising gently from the bed.I grabbed a glass of water and returned quickly.“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice came thin as if she was afraid it might break if she spoke too loud. She took little sips, her eyes were not focused, like she was somewhere different entirely.“You’l
Jescyka’s POVI honestly couldn’t make him understand me—not properly, not the way my mind needed him to understand. And that was worse than anything that had happened or was going to happen. I sat up, and tried to wake him up, to try to explain better, but even his name got stuck halfway between
Darren’s POVI drove out of Jescyka’s office with my head a mess and my heart punching my ribs like it was trying to pull out. Ethan might be just a friend to her, but choosing him over me everything made him my competition. He was gradually turning himself into my enemy without knowing, he better
Jescyka's povI had already made up my mind and told Darren bluntly that I'll be leaving with Ethan. I quickly jumped into Ethan's car and he drove us home to his house. I mentally prepared myself not to stay over at his place. Perhaps after everything I needed some alone time. So I took my own ca
Jescyka’s POV“Marv.”My heart skipped a beat. Why was he here? Of all the times to show up, he chose now. But as soon as my client saw him, all the chaos just… died. The shouting, the angry gestures—everything went silent, as if someone had hit a mute button.Of course. He wasn't just Marv. He was






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