LOGINAlana sat across from her mother in the lawyer’s office, the weight of the moment settling over her like a long waited victory finally within her grasp. “That should be all. Please sign here, Mrs. Gates,” the lawyer instructed politely, sliding the documents over to Stephanie. Stephanie took the documents, scanned them carefully, and signed her name with a flourish. She slid the papers across the table toward Alana. “You would also need to sign here, Mrs. Ashford.” the lawyer instructed. Alana raised her gaze briefly, confirming her mother’s signature before adding her own with smooth flick and movement of her wrist, while her fingers gripped the pen. A small sense of relief washed through her. “It is official,” the lawyer announced. “All shares from Mrs. Stephanie Gates have been transferred to Alana Gates. You are now the new Chairwoman of Flamme Jewelry & Diamonds. Congratulations, Ms. Ashford.”Alana offered the lawyer a warm, genuine smile. “Thank you for completing the proc
Alana decided to visit her aunt Rosalind that afternoon. It had been over a month since they last saw each other. The moment Rosalind came down from her room and saw her niece, her eyes welled with tears. She pulled Alana into a tight, heartfelt embrace, holding her as if afraid she might vanish again.“My dear, sweet girl,” Rosalind whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “I’ve missed you so much.”Alana hugged her back warmly, feeling a comforting sense of home in her aunt’s arms. Once they settled in the cozy living room, Alana shared her news with a soft smile. “I got married, Aunt Rosalie. To Roman Ashford.”Rosalie’s face lit up with pure joy, her hands clapping together in delight. “Ryan explained the situation to me. That’s wonderful! But why didn’t you invite me to the wedding, darling?”“It was a flash marriage,” Alana explained gently. “We wanted something private and quick. There simply wasn’t time for invitations or a big celebration.”Rosalind didn’t fully understand
Roman had left the country two days earlier. On Monday morning, Alana met with her newly appointed lawyer, recommended by Roman himself. Over the weekend, she had called and texted her mother, arranging a meeting to finalize the transfer of shares as well as position of chairwoman in of her father’s company. This time, Alana had chosen the venue: Roman’s penthouse, which now felt like hers by right of marriage.“Would you like me to bring anything, ma’am? Water, perhaps?” Emily, the new housekeeper, asked nervously as she passed by.Alana lifted her head from the file she was reviewing and offered the young woman a warm smile. “I’m fine, thank you.”She glanced across the table at her lawyer. “Mrs. Dandridge, anything for you?”“No, thank you. I’m quite alright,” the lawyer replied with a calm, professional smile.Emily slipped away quietly. Alana checked her watch again. Her mother was already ten minutes late, as usual. When the doorbell finally rang, Alana rose from her seat.“Th
She sighed softly and rose from the pool’s edge, water cascading down her curves as she walked over to him. Without hesitation, she settled onto his thighs, straddling him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She rubbed her face against the warm, solid plane of his chest, breathing him in.“You smell good,” she giggled.“And you’re soaking me,” Roman replied, though the corner of his mouth twitched with amusement.At that, Alana shook her head playfully, sending droplets flying across his face. Roman tried to block the spray with one hand, laughing despite himself while she dissolved into chuckles.“Come swim with me,” she coaxed, standing up from his lap and tugging gently on his arm. “It’s just us.”“I don’t feel like getting wet this afternoon,” he said, leaning back. “I think I’ll just sit here and enjoy the sun.”Alana rolled her eyes, glancing up at the massive glass ceiling that arched high above the indoor pool. Sunlight filtered through in soft, golden shafts, catching on
The doctor’s fingers worked carefully, unwinding the last layers of bandage from Roy’s head and face. As the gauze fell away, Stephanie’s eyes widened in shock.Deep, jagged scars slashed across his once-handsome features; ugly pink and red lines left by shattered glass. The wounds looked raw and vicious beneath the bright light.Roy sat motionless for a moment, his expression unreadable.“Get me a damn mirror!” he snapped when nobody moved.The room remained frozen for a heartbeat before a nurse hurried forward and handed him one.Roy snatched it from her hand and stared at his reflection. A deep frown carved into his face, pulling at the fresh scars and making them appear even more grotesque.The silence in the room grew heavy.Lilith slowly rose from the couch, drawn forward by grim curiosity. She leaned in and took one good look.A strangled sound escaped her throat.She gagged, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as bile surged upward.Both Roy and Stephanie shot her sharp glar
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” The man at the door said, his tone casual but edged with something sharper, like a blade hidden beneath velvet.Roman’s jaw tightened, the muscle twitching as though he were holding back words he didn’t want to say. His hand lingered on the doorframe, knuckles pale. Alana’s eyes narrowed, her breath catching. That voice. She was certain she knew it. She had heard it recently, though she couldn’t place where. Recognition hovered just out of reach, taunting her like a shadow she couldn’t grasp.Roman finally stepped aside, his movements stiff, reluctant. “Come in.”The man’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Thank you, brother.” His gaze slid past Roman and landed on Alana. Her face froze, shock marrying her features. She knew him now. Julian. Her substitute professor. The man who had lectured her only weeks ago, who had seemed so ordinary, so detached from the world she thought she knew. And yet here he was, calling Roman brother.The silence that
Morning came with a certain calm ease. Upon waking up, Alana found herself back in the familiar space and bed she had grown used to over the past month. She was the only one occupying the bed. She climbed down, stretching her limbs and rolling her neck until it gave a satisfying crack. To her
Silence filled the car after they left the hotel, neither of them saying a single word.Alana sat pressed against the leather seat, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her breathing had calmed compared to before, but the trembling inside her hadn't stopped completely.Every few seconds, the me
"I apologize. Let us talk this through like gentlemen," he said in a calm, polite voice as he watched Roman turn away from him as if he were leaving.Relief almost filled Roy's face.But Roman suddenly stopped in front of the large wall mirror beside the door.
There was a sinister smile on Roy’s face as he watched her back away from him in fear.“Relax, Alana. I only want to talk. You will give me that much respect, won’t you?” he said as he took slow steps toward her. “After all your rude performances all evening, I do expect that much from you.”“We ca







