LOGINAnna Valerian's life takes an unexpected turn when a single moment of betrayal pulls her into the arms of Jace Lysander, a man as enigmatic as he is dangerous. Their rushed union is shrouded in secrets, their connection electric yet fragile. But as Anna steps into Jace’s world, she realizes her own past is far darker and more twisted than she ever imagined. In a house filled with whispers of deceit and a family bound by treachery, Anna must navigate the delicate line between loyalty and survival. Jace’s gaze promises both salvation and ruin, and every step forward uncovers another devastating truth. As the walls close in, trust becomes a deadly gamble, and Anna finds herself questioning not just her husband’s motive but her own place in a game she never agreed to play. In a tale of love, revenge, and shattered illusions, one question looms above all others: how far would you go to uncover the truth?
View MoreJACE POV.My legs propelled me forward, pounding steps chasing the figure.Ahead, she vaulted over a low railing, stumbling but determined to escape.“Stop!” I yelled, gaining ground.My breath came in sharp bursts as I raced down the corridor. I’d seen her. I knew I had. That was Sophie—her build, her urgency, the unmistakable panic in her stride.But by the time I reached the stairwell, she was gone. Vanished like smoke.“Damn it!” I slammed my palm against the wall, then spun on my heel and stormed back down the hallway.“Security!” I barked into my phone. “Suspect was seen heading toward the east wing—female, late twenties, dark hair, possibly disguised. She drugged a hospital cleaner. Lock all exits. Now.”“Understood, Mr. Lysander,” came the curt reply.I stalked through the corridor, running a hand through my hair, heart beating like a war drum. I couldn't shake the image of Anna thrashing in that hospital bed, the memory of her wide, terrified eyes.Down the hall, two staff me
JACE POVIt had been six hours.Six hours of sterile walls closing in. Of shoes scuffing the linoleum as I paced up and down the same damn stretch of corridor, counting the cracks in the floor tiles, listening to the second hand of the wall clock stab its way through time.Every time the door to the operating room swung open, my breath caught.Every time it wasn’t the doctor, I nearly lost my mind.My fists clenched, then opened, then clenched again. I couldn't sit. I couldn't breathe properly. My shirt stuck to my back with sweat. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since Anna's body started thrashing in that hospital bed.God. Why didn’t I listen to her?She told me. She said she saw Sophie—clear as day. And I... I brushed it off. Told her maybe she imagined it. Hell, I even said it wasn't our business.I’d failed her.I leaned against the wall, dragging both hands through my hair. My palms trembled.If anything happens to her… If anything happens to those babies…The image of her—barel
ANNA POV.A sharp cramp twisted low in my belly.I woke up with a soft gasp, my eyes fluttering open to sterile white light and the mechanical hum of machines. My body felt heavy, dull with pressure, but the pain was real now—low, deep, starting to roll in and out like a tide that was beginning to rise.I blinked, heart fluttering as I turned my head toward the window.The chair beside my bed was empty.Jace wasn’t there.Another cramp rolled through me, sharper this time. I reached instinctively for the call button—but stopped when I noticed someone at the far end of the room.A nurse.She stood beside the IV pole, adjusting the drip bag. Her hair was tucked neatly into her cap, face mostly covered with a surgical mask and goggles. Blue gloves, white scrubs. She looked focused, and efficient.I assumed it was the nurse Linda the doctor said would be monitoring me while he stepped away.“Excuse me,” I said, voice rasping. “Can you—can you please call my husband? I need him.”No respo
JACE POV.The bedside clock glowed 2:17 a.m. when the third contraction slammed into Anna—this one a freight train. She folded in half, a raw cry tearing from her throat.“Start—timing,” she panted.“Already on it.” My thumb hit the stopwatch on my phone. Two minutes since the last one. Too close, too fast. I shoved my own panic down where she couldn’t see it.“Bag’s in the car, coats by the door,” I said, grabbing her robe and draping it over her trembling shoulders. “We leave now.”Another contraction rolled through. She clutched my T-shirt, knuckles white. “I—can’t—breathe—”“Yes, you can. In… four counts. Out… four.” I breathed with her until the grip on my shirt loosened.2:32 a.m. — DrivewayCold mist clung to the windshield as I helped her into the passenger seat. She hissed when she sat.“Seat warmers on,” I muttered, buckling her in. “You squeeze my arm when one hits. I’ll watch the road and the clock.”She managed a nod, sweat beading at her hairline.Halfway down the coasta
JACE POV.The Third Day, Pranzo di Ringraziamento(Thanksgiving lunch)The villa courtyard was awash in golden light, the late morning Tuscan sun kissing the vineyard walls and casting soft shadows beneath the canopy of olive trees. Laughter floated around us—cousins and relatives clinking glasses,
ANNA POV.I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. My hands were trembling violently as I fumbled for my phone, my mind a blurry mess of confusion and fear. Everything felt... wrong. The walls were closing in on me, and the room was suffocating.My hands were slick with sweat as I dialed Jace’s numbe
ANNA POVThe sun was barely peeking through the blackout curtains when I opened my eyes.For a moment, I forgot where I was. The sheets didn’t smell like home. The air was too still, too sterile. And then I remembered—the sterile hotel room, the long flight ahead, and yesterday.I turned slowly, c
JACE POVIt had been three years since we last saw them.Three years since Williams Valerian forced Anna to marry me in a cold, calculated move to salvage the family’s pride. Since he’d shaken my hand and shoved his daughter into my world like she was a deal to be made, not a woman with a soul.Th






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