로그인Lena married billionaire Dominic Black in a hush-hush deal to save her family from debt. But after one cold year, he files for divorce without ever knowing she was pregnant. Five years later, he crashes back into her life—not just as a CEO, but as the man her daughter unknowingly calls “Uncle Dom.”
더 보기Lena’s POV The gala was over, but the echo of it clung to me like smoke. Back at home, the house was quiet like it never was—no clatter from the kitchen, no low hum of Dominic pacing the hall. Just silence, stretched taut over the three of us. I sat on the edge of our bed, still in the black silk dress, my hair pinned, makeup smudged where I’d cried without meaning to. The clock ticked past midnight, and I kept waiting for the words that wouldn’t come. Dominic leaned against the doorway, his jacket long discarded, his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows. The faint cut across his cheekbone from earlier—where Clara’s manicured nails had nearly caught him in the chaos—was a sharp reminder of how close we’d come to breaking entirely. Neither of us spoke at first. The truce between us was fragile, a thread stretched thin over months of doubt, jealousy, and half-healed wounds. But tonight, for the first time, he’d stood in front of the world and burned every bridge back to Clara. I ex
The gala was everything I hated. Especially when Lena and I were still not good. Polished marble floors reflected the golden light of chandeliers, the air buzzing with champagne and shallow laughter. Men in expensive suits shook hands as though they weren’t sharpening knives behind their backs. Women glittered like jewels in designer gowns, but not one of them compared to the quiet, steady beauty of the woman standing across the room. Lena. Her dress was black silk, simple but devastating, her hair swept up, leaving the column of her neck bare. She wasn’t smiling—not tonight. Her posture was proud, but her eyes flicked to me once, cool and cautious. She didn’t trust me fully. Not yet. And that was my fault. I had let Clara’s games wedge doubt between us. But tonight, I would burn every bridge to prove where I stood. “Dominic.” Her voice slid through me like poison before I even turned. Clara. She looked immaculate, red lips curved into a smile that was more threat than charm. “I
Lena’s POV I didn’t want to sit. I didn’t want to listen. But Dominic was standing in front of me with a flash drive in his hand, his expression carved from stone and desperation, and for once… for once he wasn’t begging. He wasn’t spinning words like honey. He wasn’t reaching for me. He was just—offering. “Please,” he said, his voice low, frayed at the edges. “If you never believe me again after this, fine. But watch first. Just… watch.” I folded my arms across my chest, trying to ignore the way they trembled. My mug of tea sat forgotten, cooling on the table between us. “Fine.” The word tasted bitter. “Show me.” He connected his laptop to the TV, the blue glow filling the quiet living room. Eliana was asleep upstairs. The house was so still it felt like the air itself was waiting to see which way we’d break. The footage began. A hotel lobby. Clara’s sharp silhouette sweeping inside, heels clicking like a countdown. She wasn’t clinging to Dominic—she was alone, though her bod
Dominic’s POV The hardest part of betrayal isn’t the wound. It’s the silence that follows. Lena hadn’t screamed. She hadn’t cursed. No—she’d just looked at me with those wide, wounded eyes and told me I smelled like another woman. That cut deeper than any bullet ever could. And it meant one thing: if I didn’t find proof, if I didn’t bury Clara under her own lies, I’d lose Lena forever. So I didn’t sleep. Couldn’t. While the house settled into its nighttime rhythm—Eliana’s soft snores down the hall, Lena’s restless shifting in the bedroom we were no longer sharing—I sat in my study with nothing but a lamp, my laptop, and a promise burning through me. Clara thought she could corner me. Frame me. Drag me back into her orbit like some pathetic puppet. Not this time. ********** First stop: the hotel. I made a call just after midnight. Money talks, and mine screamed. By two a.m., I had a scanned copy of the reservation in my inbox. The name on the file made my stomach tighten. D
Dominic’s POV The world fell apart in a few lines of code. It started with a call that didn’t go through. A wire transfer that bounced. The sterile screen of his banking app, usually a display of untouchable zeroes, now flashed an alert: ACCOUNT FROZEN. CONTACT YOUR BANK. He tried another account
Lena’s POVThe silence was worse. It had a heaviness that settled in the air alongside the dust motes. I watched the red and blue lights of the police cars retreat down the street, their flashing colours reflecting over the shattered living room one last time. The house was a mess, and we were sta
The gunshot split the night.For a breathless second, there was nothing but ringing silence. No scream, no fall, no confirmation. Just smoke curling from the barrel of my gun and my father’s shadow standing tall in the haze.Then—slowly, horribly—he laughed.“You almost had me, son.”His voice was
The sound split the air like lightning—sharp, fierce, unmistakable.A rifle shot. Upstairs.Lena.For one terrifying heartbeat, my mind fractured—was she down? Was Eliana safe? But then I heard it: a cry of pain, a man’s guttural curse, the heavy thud of boots retreating.She’d been fired.She was
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