LOGINDana Sosa watched her life collapse in one night. Arrested in her best friend’s apartment for a stabbing she didn’t commit, she was convicted on fake photos and a forced testimony. Three years later, she walks out of prison with nothing—no career, no reputation, and her family estate sold from under her while she was locked away. The worst part? The man who didn’t fight for her was Mateo Tova, the billionaire she almost married. He believed the lies. He let her rot. When Mateo’s stepbrother Remy bails her out, he offers her one thing: a job as Mateo’s personal secretary at Tovar Group. It’s not kindness. It’s revenge. But for Dana, it’s the only way back into the world that destroyed her. Forced to work inches from the man who shattered her, Dana meets his coldness with sharper edges. He believes she cheated. She believes he abandoned her. Neither knows the truth—because someone made sure they never would. As secrets surface and old feelings ignite, Dana starts to uncover the real plot behind it
View MoreDana POVMy bedroom smells like old laundry and of some cheap lavender spray. I’m in my pink pajamas that don’t fit right anymore… not in the way you think. It's actually too big. I have slept in it too many nights in a row. It's frayed at the hem, from where I do yank at them when I can’t sleep. My duvet is twisted around my legs like I’ve been fighting it and my hair’s a mess. My eyes feel like sandpaper.Eish. With my phone in hand, my mind is contemplating on if i should call the one contact I haven’t called in a very long time. Eli Morales. He is an IT contractor. And one of Remy’s guys, but he doesn’t know I’m part of Remy’s problem. I just hit the call button before I can overthink it. The sound of my ringtone feels too loud in my quiet apartment. “Eli?” I say when he picks up, with my voice as low as possible. “It’s Dana Sosa, Remy’s friend.”“Dana?” From his end… I can probably sense tiredness in his voice. It sounds like he’s been awake since yesterday. “Yeah. I got th
Dana’s POVRyan Fox.The name sure did hit my bloodstream like ice and fire at the same time.He turns his head fully now. He's wearing a navy suit, his broad shoulders accentuated. His hair is slicked back, just the way he likes it, with the only difference being that there’s now silver at his temples. His gaze drops from up to down… in shock. With his s eyes widened.“Dana?”“Ryan,” I say, trying to keep my cool. But inside, my pulse is hammering against my ribs.He steps forward. The elevator doors slide shut behind me. The soft *ding* sounds final. The space between us shrinks from five feet to three.A close look at him will reveal that there’s a scar above his left eyebrow.“You cut your hair?” he says, smirking. Which makes his left eyebrow arch. He is still approaching me while I involuntarily move back… towards the elevator wall.A soft reminder. I don’t know but I find my hands moving up to feel the nape of my hair, before I remove it.Ryan noticed in three seconds.“Yeah,
Dana POVI practically woke up around midnight last night and found out that I was still in my office.I woke up with a crick in my neck and the smell of cedar and cologne.Mateo’s jacket.It was draped over me, heavy and warm. I sit up fast, heart kicking. The office… infact the entire building is empty, lights dimmed to night mode. My laptop’s still open, screen glowing on the files scattered on my desk.I quickly tugged the jacket off like a reflex action. Maybe it was out of disgust and folded it.Before leaving the office to my apartment. “This morning is definitely going to be stressful.” I say, rubbing the back of my neck.Mateo has already made it worse by calling an emergency four o’clock executive alignment meeting. I really don't know how he expects everyone to adjusts their schedules because of him. So dumb.I arrive at three fifty eight with my tablet balanced against my hip and my notes arranged in color coded sections. Red for risks, blue for numbers, black for legal
Mateo POVI slam the door to my office and it actually echoes. Stupid. I don’t slam my doors on a normal. And I try not to throw things or lose control. But right now my hands are shaking and it’s not from the board meeting. It’s from her. Dana. Dana Sosa. Sitting outside my office like she never left. Like three years didn’t happen. Like she didn’t walk out of my life leaving an intimate photo of her with my business rival, Ryan Fox in my inbox as proof of her not being faithful. “Did you miss me?” I hear it again. I want to break something. I want to call security and have her escorted out. I want to hear her say it was all a lie. Mostly I want to know why I can’t stop looking at her.I grab my phone from the desk.“Remy. My office. Now.”He’s here in four minutes. He always moves fast when it’s about fucking with me. The door opens and he doesn’t even knock. “Evening, brother,” he says. Acting nonchalant. “You look like you swallowed glass.”“Did you think this would be
Dana’s POV“Dana.” Her voice is thin through the receiver and cracked, like it’s been sitting unused too long. “Baby.” I swallow hard. “Mom.” The Rikers visitation room smells like bleach and burnt coffee and the cheap soap they make us use. Rows of booths made out of glass line the wall with m
Dana’s POV“I swear… I didn’t do it! I just walked into the room now!” I said aloud, trying to regain balance in my voice.“Put the weapon down.”“I said, put the f**king weapon down!”I look at my right hand. The room reeked of it—copper and iron, thick and metallic, mixing with the stale scent
Dana’s POVI was at the door, ready to leave, but then remembered that we weren't done.“Regret already?” he says. I looked at Remy dead in the eyes before dropping back into the chair across from him.“No.” I slide the signed contract back. “Terms are set. You get your proof of life on Jade by ton
Dana’s POV“What the hell are you doing here?”He didn’t answer. He pushed a black folder across the metal table. “Sit.”As I made to move back to the door, three armed men came out from the shadows. They were obviously his men. “I’m fine standing.”“Suit yourself. But the bail clock’s ticking. On






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