로그인Olivia's POV I Don't Care Who You Lay With "I already filed for them. They're being processed.""Being processed." Diane tilted her head. "For how long?""I was told a few weeks.""A few weeks. And in that time, you've been investigated by child services, accused of kidnapping, and dragged into court. That's a lot of chaos for a child to endure. Wouldn't you agree?""I've done everything I can to protect my children. And they are shielded from all this propaganda and conspiracy going on.""Have you? You left them with a nanny while you were in the hospital. You didn't check on them for two days. You didn't notice the mark on your daughter's side until a stranger pointed it out.""First off, I was sick. They were safe with their nanny. That's why I pay her. You don't expect them to come stay with me at the hospital. Secondly, I bathed her two days before you came. There was no mark.""So the mark appeared after. And you didn't notice. That's neglect, Ms. Morgan.""That's not neglect.
Olivia’s POV The Enemy WithinThe paper trembled in my hand.Court date. Custody hearing. Emergency placement.I blinked. The words didn't change.Nathan took a step forward."What does it say? Why the court?"I couldn't speak. I held it out.He took the paper. His jaw tightened."Emergency placement hearing. They want to remove the children from your custody until the investigation is complete."The floor tilted. I grabbed the wall."They can't do that.""They can. And they will. Unless we stop them.""How?"His eyes blazed. “I will get my lawyer involved. He is very good."Next morning. Nathan's lawyer's office.Nathan introduced him to me as David. Gray hair. Gray eyes. Gray suit. Twenty years as the Hayes family lawyer. He didn't look happy to see me though."Ms. Morgan. I reviewed the petition. It's not good.""I know. That's why we are here right?""It's worse than not good. It's a coordinated attack." He opened a folder. "Filed by Diane Fletcher. The caseworker. But the allega
Olivia’s POV The Space Between UsThe apartment felt smaller after they left.Diane Fletcher and Mr. Reeves had taken something with them when they walked out. Not just their clipboard notes and their careful questions. They had taken the air. They had taken the ease. They had taken the illusion that my children were safe.I stood in the living room. Emma was still wrapped around my waist. Noah was pressed against my side. Nathan hovered near the couch, his hands opening and closing at his sides like he didn't know what to do with them."Mommy," Emma whispered. "That lady looked at me like I was broken."My heart cracked. I knelt down. I cupped her face."You are not broken. You are perfect. You hear me?"She nodded. But her eyes were still wet.Noah tugged at my sleeve. "Are they going to take us away?"The question hit me like a fist to the chest."No," I said. My voice was firm. "No one is taking you anywhere."I stood up and looked at Nathan."Please, take them to their room. Kee
Olivia's POV I Am Not Negligent Charlotte nodded. A moment later, she returned with Emma and Noah. They were holding hands. Smiling. They didn't know what was happening."Mommy!" Emma ran to me. She threw her arms around my waist. "We were playing dinosaurs!"Noah followed. He was quieter. He looked at the strangers. His eyes were wary."Hi," he said softly.Diane Fletcher smiled and knelt down. She was at their level."Hello, Noah. Hello, Emma. I'm Diane. I'm here to make sure you're doing okay.""We're okay," Emma said. "We have dinosaurs.""That's wonderful." Diane looked at Mr. Reeves. "We'll need to do a physical check."My blood ran cold."A physical check?" I repeated."Just to make sure there are no signs of abuse or neglect. It's standard procedure."Nathan stepped forward. His voice was sharp."That's not necessary."Mr. Reeves spoke for the first time. His voice was flat."It is necessary. We have a duty to ensure the children are safe.""They are safe. Look at them. They
Olivia’s POV The One Visit That Changed Everything"About what?"The question hung between us like a blade suspended mid-fall.Nathan stood on my doorstep, his green Aston Martin gleaming behind him like a predator in the pale morning light. His jaw was tight. His eyes were tired. He looked like a man who hadn't slept in days."I've been calling you since yesterday," he said. "You haven't been responding. I just wanted to say hi. And to see the kids."I stared at him. My mind was still reeling from the gossip at the birth certificate office. The whispers. The lies. The cruelty of strangers who didn't know me."The kids are home," I said. "But they're expecting a visitor soon."Nathan's brow furrowed. "A visitor? Who?"I hesitated. The words felt heavy in my mouth. "Child services called me yesterday. They're coming to check on the kids. Someone must have reported me for neglect or abuse."The color drained from Nathan's face. His hands curled into fists at his sides."Who?""I don't
Nathan’s POVPlease Don't breathe a Word About Last Night"No," I whispered. "No, no, no."My hands were shaking. My head was pounding. The room and sheets looked disarrayed. For a few seconds, I went blank. “Fuck,” I whispered. I looked at Miranda. She was sitting up in my bed, the sheet pulled to her chest, her hair a tangled mess. She was watching me with those dark eyes. Waiting for me to say something. This was the first time in a long while I saw this calm, looking clueless and innocent."What did you do?" My voice came out rough. Broken. "What the hell did you do?"Miranda blinked. Her face changed. The lazy smile faded. "What did I do? What are you insinuating?""You took advantage of me." I stood up. The sheet fell away. I didn't care. I grabbed my pants from the floor. I pulled them on. My hands were trembling so hard I could barely grip the fabric. "I was drunk. I was out of my mind. And you let this happen.""I was drunk too, Nathan." Her voice was sharp now. Defensive. "
Nathan's PovIt was a basement. Concrete floor. Pipes running across the ceiling. One bulb hanging off a wire. And Jessica, curled up on the floor, hair was a mess, mascara smeared, eyes red."Please," she was saying, her voice shaking. "Please help me. My sister locked me in here. She stole the we
Nathan's PovThe light was too bright.I shut my eyes again. The room kept tilting a little even with them closed. I remember going to the bar last night to ease my frustration. My mother Patricia, had made an alliance with Morgan's tech through marriage. That meant I had to marry one of his daught
Olivia's povTwo hefty men were standing outside my door. I didn't know either of them. No uniforms, just dark suits. One tall, one wide, standing on either side of my door like they'd been posted there all night waiting for exactly this moment."Mr Morgan sent us," the tall one said. Calm, like he
Olivia's pov“You are marrying Nathan Hayes and that is final.”My father's voice didn't have anything in it. It came out flat like my destiny had been decided already. Like he was reading me the weather forecast or something. I couldn't believe what I just heard. The words rang a loud bell in my e







