LOGINRene Ford, the only son of Rome Ford and Catherine Barlow, and Grandson of the wealthiest family in the country is exiled by his father at a young age. He has no relation to the Ford and Barlow empire and is forced to be raised by a stranger in extreme poverty. Why? Rome wouldn't tell Rene, but then one day, Rene's life gets put at risk, and his father suddenly tells him that he is no longer Catherine and him's son and has to take on the image of a servant's child. Rene gets forced by Rome to marry into a wealthy family, and Rene thinks his life couldn't get worse, but then he finds out his ex-girlfriend is his sister-in-law, and the man she cheated on him with is his brother-in-law.
View More“WHERE ARE THEY?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?!”Maria’s scream rattled the glass walls of the Rossi Empire’s top floor.Rene’s chest tightened at the sheer desperation in her voice. She wasn’t speaking to a man across a desk. She was speaking to a phantom built of every betrayal, every whispered manipulation, every shadow her family had thrown over her life.Carlos Rossi stood slowly, his polished cane resting against the desk as if he didn’t dare touch it, as if even leaning on it might break the fragile balance of the moment. The patriarch of one of the most feared families... his shoulders stooped, his eyes wet, his lips trembling like a boy caught with his hand in the jar.“Maria,” Carlos said, voice soft, careful, every syllable dipped in honey. “I don’t know what you mean, little one. What are you talking about?”“Don’t lie to me!” she snapped, her voice raw from crying, throat scratched. “Don’t you dare lie to me. Every time something happens, every time my life starts to feel nor
Rene’s fingers tightened on the door just as his jaw unclenched.Josh and Victtoria stood there with polite masks stretched over tension. Rene was just about to move aside, to allow them in, if only to keep the peace.Thump. Thump. Thump.Footsteps. Fast. Uneven.He turned just in time to see her.Maria.She rushed down the stairs barefoot, the oversized hem of his shirt swaying with each urgent step, her hair a wild mess around her shoulders, her breath shallow.But it was her eyes that stopped everything, red, glassy, wide with fear.“Maria?” Rene asked, his voice catching in his throat.She pushed past him and grabbed him by the shoulders, scanning him like he might be bleeding, like she expected to find something wrong.“Are you okay?” she asked, her hands moving over his chest, his arms, up to his face, cradling his jaw.“Hey-hey-” Rene reached for her wrists. “Maria, I’m okay. I’m fine.”She was shaking. Tears brimmed over her lower lashes, and then they began falling, hot and fa
The golden light of dawn slipped through the sheer curtains, painting long streaks across the bedroom. But Rene didn’t see it. He had been staring at the ceiling for hours, mind adrift and eyes wide open.Sleep had refused him. Thoughts of Maria. Of Rome’s warning. Of the blindfolded men locked in the basement.Of the truth, he still hadn’t told her.He turned toward her... her body curled in gentle sleep beside him, breaths soft and even. In sleep, she looked untouched by the weight of the world he carried. And for just a moment, he let himself forget. Pretend. Just be her husband.But he couldn't.Not really.He shut his eyes the second he felt her shift. Her leg brushed his, then a warm weight settled on top of him, and he slowly raised his lid.Maria straddled him slowly, her tousled morning hair falling like a curtain around her face. Shadows and sunlight danced between the strands as she leaned over him.Rene reached up, fingers gentle as he tucked the messy strands behind her e
The door to the underground chamber hissed open with a low hydraulic breath, cold. Matthew stepped inside, the glow from a single overhead bulb casting his sharp features in stark shadows. The room, deep beneath the estate, was bare save for two chairs bolted to the floor, a metal table along one wall, and the distinct scent of metal and restraint in the air.The two men sat perfectly still, wrists and ankles bound, heads slumped slightly forward. Their faces were covered in thick black blindfolds, heavy enough to block out all light. The longer they wore them, the more disoriented they’d become. That was the point.Matthew closed the door behind him and stood there for a beat, letting the silence close in. The fluorescent light above buzzed faintly, like a distant wasp.He finally moved, his boots clicking softly as he approached.“Wake up,” he said calmly, dropping a thick file onto the metal table with a harsh slam.The men stirred, slightly. Barely. Neither spoke.Matthew circled






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