Masuk
Jess POV
Tomorrow, I turn eighteen, and I've made a promise to myself the moment I do, I'm leaving this godforsaken town. I'm heading to another city, somewhere far away from here, where life feels like it has more to offer. I live in a small town outside of Illinois with my mom, Elaine, and my little brother, Jason. He's eight years old. Our dad passed away when Jason was just three, killed in a car accident. Ever since then, it’s just been the three of us. But Dad? We don’t talk about him. It’s a forbidden topic. Mom refuses to bring it up I guess it’s too painful for her. Instead, she buries herself in work, pulling endless shifts as an ER nurse. That means she’s never home. Most of my time is spent babysitting Jason or hanging out with my best friend, Ava. My life revolves around school, studying, and home. There’s not much else to do in a town like this. Ava’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember. She’s like a sister to me. We’ve shared everything from her first heartbreak over that jerk Jordan, to her first kiss. I still remember the night she cried her eyes out over Jordan. We ate tubs of ice cream and watched classic old movies until the tears turned into laughter. After that heartbreak, Ava changed. She became this wild, carefree girl who doesn’t care about relationships anymore. I guess you could say she’s living her best life now, doing whatever she wants without looking back. I’m walking to my favorite coffee shop to meet up with Ava. She’s got some surprise planned for my birthday, but honestly, I’m not that excited. I know Mom is working a double shift tonight. What’s the point of celebrating if the one person I want to see isn’t even going to be there? Still, this is supposed to be a special day. Eighteen is a milestone. You only turn eighteen once, and it marks the start of adulthood. The day I can finally leave this town behind. Lost in my thoughts, I don’t even realize I’ve reached the coffee shop until I hear Ava shouting, “Hey, Jess!” She’s waving at me from inside, a big smile on her face. I shake off my thoughts and walk over to her. As soon as I sit down, Ava starts talking excitedly about this new club that just opened downtown. Apparently, it’s a hotspot, drawing in celebrities and billionaires from all over the country. “How do you even know all this?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. But then I laugh to myself of course she knows. This is Ava we’re talking about. She grins. “Some guy I hooked up with his cousin works there. We can get in, no problem. VIP treatment, baby.” I shake my head. “Oh, Ava, as much as I’d love to, I can’t. Mom’s pulling a double shift, and I have to babysit Jason.” Ava waves her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about that! I can have my sister babysit him. I’ll promise to let her raid my closet, and boom, the deal is set.” I laugh, but part of me is hesitant. I’ve never done anything like this before. But then again, it’s my eighteenth birthday. Maybe it’s time to take a risk, to do something I’ll remember forever. Ava leans in closer. “Come on, Jess. You only turn eighteen once. Let’s make it a night to remember.” Looking into her hopeful eyes, I can’t help but smile. Maybe she’s right. Maybe it’s time to start living really living. “Alright,” I say, my heart pounding with excitement. “Let’s do it.”Jess POV At Diaz Enterprises The office was sleek, modern, and intimidating. After a brief orientation, I was shown to my desk and began learning the software I’d be using. I focused hard, trying to drown out the unease in my chest. But then I heard her voice. “Miss Moore, my boss would like to see you.” I froze. My stomach dropped. “Already?” I whispered, but the woman simply nodded, waiting for me to follow. Heart pounding, I stood and walked with her down the long hallway. The glass walls gleamed, reflecting the weight of my nerves. When we reached the large office door, she pushed it open. Inside, a tall, broad-shouldered man stood by the window, his back to me. He exuded power, the tension in the room thick as he stared out at the city below. “Mr. Diaz,” the woman said softly. “She’s here.” Slowly, he turned. And I froze. Gray eyes met mine, sharp and piercing. I felt the air leave my lungs, my chest tightening painfully. No. This can’t be real. Bu
Dominic I sat in my office, staring at the mountain of paperwork in front of me, but none of it mattered. The only thing I could think about was her. Those fucking hazel eyes. They weren’t just in my head—they were burned into me, running wild in my thoughts, clouding every shred of focus I had. I drummed my fingers on the desk, frustration mounting. Who the hell was she? How do I find her? Then it hit me—the interview. Snatching the phone, I punched in Samantha’s extension. “Get in here. Now.” A knock on the door barely registered before Samantha walked in. “They make a decision on that position yet?” I asked, voice sharp. She shook her head. “They’re still narrowing it down.” I leaned forward. “There was a woman here yesterday,” I said, my voice lower now, gritting the words. “Hazel eyes. Almond skin. Who is she?” Samantha’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “I remember her. Jessie Moore.” Jessie.
Stranger DangerJess POVSitting in the cab, my mind and heart raced in sync, pounding relentlessly.My baby was in the hospital.And I had just seen him.That stranger.Liam’s dad.The face that haunted me for three years. The man I swore I’d never see again.Was I dreaming?This can’t be real.I quickly snapped out of my thoughts as the cab pulled up to the hospital entrance. The familiar fear hit me all at once, but I pushed it aside and rushed inside.At the reception desk, I spotted Ava.“Ava!” I called out, my voice trembling as I hurried toward her.She turned to me, her eyes filled with worry.“Where is Liam?” I asked breathlessly.Her lips trembled as she replied. “He’s with the doctor.”“What happened?”Ava glanced down at her hands, which were shaking.“He was eating some fruit,” she whispered. “The next thing I know, he started turning purple.”My heart dropped.“What kind of fruit?” I snapped, panic rising in my voice.Tears welled in Ava’s eyes. “Strawberries.”I froze.
Dominic’s POV After leaving the office, I was done for the morning. No meetings, no calls nothing could keep me from handling this. I drove straight to the Foster house, my grip tightening on the steering wheel with each passing block. I didn’t even bother going home to clean up. Maybe I could use that as an excuse to leave early anything to get out of the trap they’d set for me. As I pulled into the driveway, Leo, my right-hand man, was already waiting. He opened the SUV door without a word, his eyes scanning me like he could feel the fury rolling off me. “You good?” he asked. “No,” I said flatly. “Stay close.” I entered the house, my footsteps heavy on the polished floors. The air smelled like some cheap attempt at a fancy meal. It reeked of desperation. The second I walked in, Hayley came running, her heels clicking against the floor. “Hey, baby!” she squealed, wrapping herself around me like a damn snake. I didn’t move. Didn’t hug her back. Her perfume was cho
Jess POV As i turn in my bed i could feel jumping on the bed mommy mommy goggles kisses splash all over my face i I opened my eyes to see Liam, his little hands patting my face. His messy curls framed his chubby cheeks, and his wide grin made my heart melt. “Morning, sweet boy,” I whispered, pressing kisses all over his face, making him squeal with laughter. “Thank you for waking Mommy up.” Moments like this made everything worth it. But the peace didn’t last long. The bedroom door creaked open, and Ava breezed in, all smiles and energy. “Rise and shine, Jessie! It’s your big day — interview time!” I groaned, throwing the blanket over my head. “Don’t remind me.” Ava yanked the blanket back. “Oh no, you’re not hiding today. You’ve worked too damn hard for this.” She wasn’t wrong. Three years ago, my life took a turn I wasn’t ready for. One reckless night with a stranger left me pregnant, scared, and convinced my future was slipping away. I was alone, terrified, and barely
Dominic Diaz Twenty six. Tech millionaire. The only son of the infamous Carlos Diaz a name that opened doors, commanded respect, and left chaos in its wake. And me? I’m next in line to take over the family empire. Not that I give a damn. The family business is all politics, handshakes, and backroom deals with strings attached. But the worst part? The marriage deal my father struck with the Foster family. I barely had a say. He’d picked out the “perfect” girl for me Hayley Foster. Biggest mistake of my life? Sleeping with her once. One night. That’s all it took for her to start calling herself my fiancée. She’s a nightmare wrapped in designer clothes, convinced that one hookup gave her the right to waltz into my life and claim a title she’ll never have. What a mess. I was standing by my office window, staring at the skyline when Leo walked in. My right hand man. Loyal, efficient, and annoyingly punctual. “Here’s the file you requested, sir,” he said, setting a thic







