INICIAR SESIÓNVALERIE The evening had been a whirlwind from the moment we stepped into the Cantrell Boarding house. I stood beside Dominic as the butler made the formal announcement, my heart hammering so loudly I was sure the entire room could hear it. “Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Dominic Cantrell and his wife, Valerie Cantrell.” The words made me smile a little, our names together in that official and binding in a way makes it seem like we were real. I smiled through the introductions, feeling Grandmother Eleanor’s eyes on me the whole time. She had pulled me aside earlier today, giving me endless instructions and going over every detail I was sure I couldn't have possibly needed till I got here. Who to address first, how to hold a conversation without revealing too much, when to defer to Dominic. It was overwhelming, but I was determined not to embarrass him or myself.Things went surprisingly well at first. Dominic’s hand stayed warm on my lower back as we moved through the crowd. H
MADELINE“Can’t complain. Expanding in a few areas. You?”“Solid. We’ll have to compare notes sometime. And there was a new proposal that landed on my tab. I'm thinking of a collaboration” I replied honestly. “Awesome. Guess I'll be expecting you when you're back in state?” I nodded. They moved on after a few minutes, blending into the crowd. I turned back to Valerie. “You handled that smoothly.”She shrugged. “Had to. She’s testing me and I can't break character. But we’re good.” We continued circulating, the role of the perfect couple slipping on like a second skin. I introduced her to more people like distant relatives, a few business associates invited for optics. Valerie charmed them with questions about their lives, remembering small details I’d mentioned earlier. “Your grandmother said you used to sail with your uncle every summer,” she said to one cousin. “That sounds amazing. I'd always wanted to but I'm hopeless on water.”The cousin laughed. “You cshould get Dominic to te
DOMINIC “Gentlemen, we’re aligned on the quarterly targets. I expect those reports on my desk by end of week. Any questions?” A couple of them muttered agreements, one or two asked minor clarifications on timelines, which I handled quickly. “Good. Meeting adjourned.” I ended the call and exhaled, rubbing the back of my neck. I wrapped up the video call with a firm nod, leaning back in my chair in the quiet study. The screen showed the last of the board members signing off and I did too. Business as usual. But today my mind kept drifting elsewhere. To the reunion dinner and to Valerie. Not that I was nervous but, the board would be there. If Valerie and I don’t pull off our act right then it would all be for nothing.I refreshed my news feed out of habit, and there it was, the headlines and social mentions popping up everywhere about the Cantrell family throwing a private reunion dinner. “Cantrell Family Welcomes New Member in Exclusive Affair,” one outlet read. Another: “Old Mon
MADELINEHe looked surprised but relieved, patting my shoulder gently. “Good girl. Think carefully. You’ll see I’m right.”I hurried out of the study, pulling my phone out before I even reached the hallway. My fingers flew across the screen as I dialed Ethan fast, heart racing with new, dangerous energy. The plan was already taking shape in my mind. I don't need dad or his final random judgements. I need Ethan.He picked up on the third ring, his voice cautious. “Madeline?”“Hey, are you at your company?” I asked immediately. “Yeah I am. What’s wrong?” he sounded genuinely worried. “It’s urgent. I’m on my way to your company right now. Don’t go anywhere.”“Wait I thought you were at the old Cantrell villa?” he asked. “I was. Now I'm coming to you." He sighed, sounding tired and wary. “Okay.”The drive across town felt too long, every red light a personal insult. I tapped my nails against the steering wheel, replaying Dad’s words and Dominic’s casual dismissal at the dinner. By the t
MADELINE I stormed through the front doors of Ross Manor, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor with every furious step. I felt humiliated. Angered. Of all astonished because the bitch was actually a slut! Grandmother Eleanor made her findings herself and found out about this only to what? Not kick her stupid ass out the very second? What the hell happened to "prestigious" family name. One of the maids stepped forward with that same fake sweet smile they always wore when I returned home. Staring at me all stupid with that submissive posture.“Welcome home, Miss Ross. Would you like—”“Shut up,” I snapped, not even sparing her a glance. “I don’t need your fake cheerfulness today. Just stay the fuck out of my way. Got it?”She shrank back immediately, bowing her head and murmuring apologies as she retreated. Good. I didn’t have time for servants pretending they cared about my day or my mood. They were paid to serve, not to offer comfort. I marched straight to my father’
MADELINE I stormed through the front doors of Ross Manor, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor with every furious step. I felt humiliated. Angered. Of all astonished because the bitch was actually a slut! Grandmother Eleanor made her findings herself and found out about this only to what? Not kick her stupid ass out the very second? What the hell happened to "prestigious" family name. One of the maids stepped forward with that same fake sweet smile they always wore when I returned home. Staring at me all stupid with that submissive posture.“Welcome home, Miss Ross. Would you like—”“Shut up,” I snapped, not even sparing her a glance. “I don’t need your fake cheerfulness today. Just stay the fuck out of my way. Got it?”She shrank back immediately, bowing her head and murmuring apologies as she retreated. Good. I didn’t have time for servants pretending they cared about my day or my mood. They were paid to serve, not to offer comfort. I marched straight to my father’
VALERIEHe ignores me. Completely. Like I didn’t just lean into him, like I didn’t just press my mouth to his skin in front of a room full of people, like I didn’t just instigate at something that very clearly affected him, and for some reason that annoys me more than if he had reacted.More than i
VALERIEBy the time I got back to the villa the sun had dipped even lower and yet all I could think about wasn’t the view of the sparkling lights and the beauty of the chandelier, wasn’t the ocean ripples that look like tiny crystals, wasn’t even the stupid expensive house—it was him. The way his
VALERIEI hate him.God, I hate him.I didn't even know it was possible to hate a person this fast, this hard, this deep, but there it was, crawling under my skin, spreading with every breath I took inside that damn car, sitting across from a man who had managed to ruin my life in less than twenty-
VALERIEBy the time I got to the police station, my brain was on full crashout mode. I slammed through the front doors like I owned the place, shoes squeaking against the tiled floor as my eyes searched faces, uniforms, counters, anything."I'm here for Julian Locke," I said breathlessly to the of







