로그인Her voice shook with frustration.“I blocked everything, Sophia. Every letter. Every prison update. Every phone call. For five weeks, I made sure nothing about that trial got anywhere near this house.”She threw her hands into the air. “Five weeks.”Sophia stayed quiet.“And then what happens?” Gabriella continued. “He turns on the television on a random Tuesday evening, and there she is.”She swallowed hard.“Pregnant. Standing there for the whole world to see.”Gabriella shook her head. “Right there on the six o’clock news.”The room fell silent.“He completely lost it,” Gabriella said.She rubbed her forehead and imitated Alejandro’s panicked voice.“‘Oh my God, she’s pregnant. She’s suffering in prison. I need to see her.’”There was no mockery in her tone, Only exhaustion.“And then he called Elena.”Sophia frowned. “He called her?”Gabriella nodded. “He told her to drop the charges.”Sophia’s eyes widened. “Wait. He called Elena himself?”“Right in front of me,” Gabriella said.
"Everything was a mistake," Alejandro said. "I was manipulated. we were all manipulated. Someone wanted Amelia gone. Someone wanted me angry. And I fell for it like a fool."Gabriella wanted to scream. She wanted to throw the hot pasta at his face. She wanted to tell him that she was the one who manipulated everything. That she paid for the witnesses. That she forged the signature. She could have told him the truth.She could have told him that she was the reason Amelia was sitting in prison.She could have told him everything.But she didn’t.Instead, she walked over to him and gently straightened his collar.“Go,” she said softly.Alejandro looked at her.“Go see your wife. Go see your baby.”A faint smile appeared on her face. “I’ll be here when you get back.”For a moment, he looked grateful.Then he nodded. “Thank you Gabi.”Gabriella stepped back and watched him pick up his phone.He searched through his contacts until he found the name he wanted.A second later, he pressed
Amelia swallowed hard and looked down at her hands.“A few days ago, the governor called me into her office,” she said quietly.Ariana frowned. “Why?”“She told me I needed to find a new lawyer.”Ariana blinked. “A new lawyer? Why?”“That’s exactly what I asked.” Amelia let out a shaky breath. “I was shocked. She wouldn’t tell me much. She just said Rebecca was dead.”“What?” Ariana gasped.“I couldn’t believe it. Rebecca never missed my calls. She never stopped fighting for me.” Amelia’s voice trembled. “The governor refused to give me any details, so I paid one of the guards to find out what really happened.”Ariana leaned forward. “And?”The color drained from Amelia’s face.“The guard told me they found Rebecca Stein’s body outside Damien and Sophia Langston’s estate.”Ariana froze.Amelia nodded slowly. “It was all over the news. They said her body was delivered to their front gate inside a box.”“Oh my God…” Ariana whispered.“I think Gabriella had something to do with it,” Ame
WENTWORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER — VISITATION ROOM — AFTERNOON"You were trying for years," Ariana said slowly, her voice soft and careful. "Alejandro was—" She paused, choosing her words carefully. "I thought he couldn't have children. I thought the doctors said it was completely impossible."Amelia let out a shaky breath and sat back in her chair. She looked down at her belly and placed both hands on it protectively. "After a year of trying, Alejandro finally went to see a specialist. A fertility doctor. They ran all kinds of tests on him, and then they gave him some kind of treatment. He told me it might take months, maybe even years, before we saw any results. He told me not to get my hopes up too high."Ariana leaned closer to the glass, her eyes wide with curiosity. "And? What happened next?""And I didn't get my hopes up," Amelia admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I completely gave up on the idea of having another baby. I accepted that Leo would be our only child, an
The phone fell from her hand and clattered to the ground, still streaming live to her horrified fans.Damien rushed forward, his face pale. "What? What is it? What's in the box?" He leaned down and looked inside, and the moment he saw Rebecca's dead body, he staggered backward and vomited all over the marble pavement."Oh my God," he gasped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Oh my God. Who would do this? Who would send a dead body to my house?"One of the maids screamed and covered her mouth. The others scattered in panic, running back inside the mansion. Marcus, the head bodyguard, stepped forward cautiously and looked inside the box. Even his hardened face went pale.Damien's hands were shaking as he reached down and noticed a small envelope taped to the inside of the box. He ripped it open with trembling fingers and read the three words written in bold red letters:"STAY AWAY FROM AMELIA'S CASE. BACK OFF. NOW."Damien stared at the letter, his mind racing. "Amelia'
THE LANGSTON MANSION — MORNING — 9:00 AMDamien Langston stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the cuffs of his black suit.Behind him, Sophia sat at her vanity, filming a live stream for her followers."Good morning, my beautiful people!" Sophia chirped into the camera, batting her eyelashes and flipping her perfectly styled hair over her shoulder. "We are getting ready for the Langston Group Charity Gala tonight, and I am so excited to share this journey with all of you. Make sure you keep watching because I'll be taking you behind the scenes of the most glamorous event of the year!"The comments were flooding in fast, full of heart emojis and praise. Damien barely glanced at her. He was used to her performing for the camera by now.Sophia continued talking to her fans, describing her dress and her jewelry, when suddenly a loud knock echoed through the mansion.The knock came again, even louder this time.Sophia paused mid-sentence and looked toward the bedroom door with a frow
The door to the study closed behind them, shutting out the noise from the courtyard. The music faded into a dull thump in the distance. Alejandro was still holding her hand. It was warm. Real. On the floor beside them, the separation papers lay scattered, cold and forgotten.Amelia slowly pulled h
ALEJANDRO PENTHOUSE ~ SPAIN The morning sun flooded Alejandro’s bedroom in Seville, turning everything golden. Amelia stirred awake in the huge bed, alone. For a second she forgot where she was the dark carved headboard, the heavy velvet curtains, the faint smell of cedar and cigar smoke. Then i
Vivian Ashcroft sat in her new office a smaller, darker space than the one she’d had at Blackwood Industries. The Ariadne Group had taken the top floors. This was the leftovers. But she wasn't defeated. She was just switching tactics. From defending a fortress to leading a guerrilla war.She had t
“No.” She shook her head quickly. “He doesn’t really understand what’s been happening. To him, you and I are just adults who travel too much for work. That’s all.”Alejandro studied her. “He’s eight, Amelia. And he’s sharp. He’ll notice when I’m there every morning making breakfast. When my clothes







