Masuk~SERENA~"Are you... are you fucking Serena?" Helena whispered, her voice laced with absolute shock.For a terrifying second, my mind went completely blank. I stared straight ahead through the windshield, watching the tropical trees blur past as I tore out of the South Marina parking lot. The truth was a loaded weapon, and Helena was holding it right against my chest. She wasn't a fool; she had put the pieces together with terrifying speed… the way I had been suspiciously trying to sneak into the gallery, the pure agony on my face when Serena turned away from me, and the unhinged rage that had just made me wrap my hands around her throat.But still.. I couldn’t admit it, I couldn’t reveal such a dangerous secret without at least trying to defend myself first."You're out of your mind, Helena," I finally managed to snap, my voice hard and sharp as I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned bone-white. "Keep your mouth shut about things you don't know.""Oh, please, spare me
CASSIAN"As I warned you before, don't ever speak to me again, or else I’ll call the fucking cops and get a restraining order," Serena spat, her eyes blazing with a look of pure hatred that shattered my heart into a thousand sharp pieces.Just at that moment, the unfamiliar blonde lady with Serena came walking back down the hall. She smiled brightly when she saw us standing there."Oh, hey!" the blonde woman chirped, looking curious. "Are these your new friends, Serena? I'd love to meet them."Serena didn't even look at her friend. Her eyes stayed locked onto mine, filled with absolute poison. "They are not my friends."Helena completely ignored the tension as she stepped forward, extending a perfectly manicured hand toward the blonde woman. "Hi, I'm Helena. Cass and I are just visiting from—"I couldn't take it anymore at that point, I was already furious and blind with rage.So I grabbed Helena roughly by the elbow, yanking her back so hard she stumbled in her high heels."Hey! Watc
CASSIANThe next morning, I woke up before the sun even fully rose. For the first time in weeks, a spark of real excitement flared in my chest.Today was the day. Today, I was going to see Serena.I quickly got out of bed and started getting dressed. I needed a disguise, something that would help me blend in with the wealthy tourists but keep my face hidden from Ryker’s security. I chose a light grey linen jacket with a stylish hood that pulled low over my brow.Then I added a face cap and dark designer sunglasses for extra caution.Just as I was checking my reflection in the mirror, the door to my suite swung open.Helena strolled in, sipping from a cup of coffee. She looked me up and down, a highly amused smirk on her face."Well, don't you look sharp," she teased, leaning against the doorframe. "Are you really going to the gallery all by yourself, Cassian? Why the sudden interest in fine art?"I ignored her. I grabbed my watch from the nightstand and strapped it onto my wrist. "Min
CASSIAN"I am going to throw you out that balcony window, Helena," I snarled, stepping up to her and snatching the keycard right out of her hand. "Get out.""Wait, relax, big guy!" she laughed, completely unfazed by my anger. She stepped past me, her eyes catching the bright glow of my phone screen lying open on the bedsheets.Before I could grab the phone, Helena leaned down over the mattress, peering down at the zoomed-in screenshot of the blurred gallery tickets."Well, well, well," Helena murmured, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face. "What do we have here?""Mind your own business," I snapped, lunging forward and grabbing the phone off the bed."The Aurelia Private Gallery at the South Marina," Helena said casually, taking another sip of her champagne.I froze dead in my tracks and my head snapped up, my eyes locking onto hers in absolute shock."What did you just say?" I asked, my breath hitching in my throat."I said, The Aurelia Private Gallery at the South Marina,"
~CASSIAN~The dark hotel room I had booked for myself felt less like a sanctuary and more like a high-tech torture chamber.The blue light from my phone screen lit up the darkness, casting long, harsh shadows across the ceiling. Outside the glass balcony doors, the dark Maldivian ocean crashed against the shoreline, but I barely heard it. The only sound in my ears was the dull, heavy thumping of my own pulse as I struggled to find where Serena was going to be next.My thumb dragged down the screen, refreshing her instagram profile for the hundredth time.Refresh.Nothing new.Refresh. Still nothing."Come on, Serena," I muttered under my breath, my voice rough and strained. "Give me something. Just give me one sign."I tapped on her tagged photos, my eyes scanning every pixel of the screen. And then, there it was. A fresh upload from two hours ago.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it was physically painful and my thumb hovered over the glowing square before pressing it.The
CASSIAN"You heard me!" Helena fumed, glaring at the metal wall. "For years, he swore we were a team. He promised me we had a future, that he was going to phase her out. And the second he decided he needed to play the 'good, devoted husband' to save his public image, he stopped answering my calls! He blocked my numbers, ignored my texts, and vanished off the face of the earth! Nobody ghosts me, Cassian. Especially not fucking Ryker Ashford."I stared at her, a cold, hard realization washing over me. Ryker wasn't just manipulating Serena; he was discarding his playthings, cutting off loose ends, and locking down his entire life to execute his plan to perfection. And Helena, furious, rejected, and vindictive was a ticking time bomb that was now actively stalking him across countries."Cry me a river, Helena," I said, my voice dropping into a harsh, freezing whisper. I took a step toward her, my dark eyes locking onto hers with absolute disdain. "You got used, just like everyone else who







