LOGINXAVIER’S POV “Stay out of the way!”The doctor's sharp voice echoed through the hospital entrance as a gurney burst through the sliding doors. Nurses rushed around it while doctors barked instructions over one another.For a second, everything moved too fast.Dean was the first to chase after them, panic practically dripping from his skin. My father and Allison followed right behind him with hurried steps and strained faces.I reached for Aria’s hand instinctively, trying to guide her through the madness before someone slammed into her.But the moment my fingers touched hers, she jerked away like my skin burned her.“I can walk just fine on my own.”The venom in her voice was quiet enough for only me to hear, but it still landed like a knife in my chest.She shot me one furious glare before walking ahead of me into the brightly lit hallway.I watched her disappear around the corner, and for the first time in a long while, I genuinely did not know how to fix something.“Sir.”Reed cau
XAVIER’S POV“Pick up. Ian, please… pick up.”I paced across my office, my phone pressed tightly to my ear as the call rang endlessly.He had to know.He had to know that child wasn’t Dean’s before he did something reckless. Before he turned this entire situation into something bloody and irreversible.And now he wasn’t answering.I pulled the phone away, glaring at the screen like it had personally offended me.“What is it with people around me and not picking up their damn phones?” I muttered under my breath.The line suddenly clicked.“Hello, sir.”I stilled. “Kai.”Ian’s bodyguard. “Why are you with his phone?” I asked sharply. “Where is my brother?”There was a brief pause. “He’s… taking a shower, sir.”I closed my eyes slowly, my patience thinning.“Kai,” my voice came out dangerously low. “Take a good look at that screen and decide if lying to me is worth your job.”He went silent for a moment.“He has someone over, sir.”I scoffed. “So he’s fucking again,” It wasn't a questi
ARIA’S POV The loud crash from outside my door woke me from a deep sleep, making my heart leap into my throat.I groaned, blinking against the early morning light filtering through the curtains.“Isn’t it too early to piss people off?” I muttered under my breath.Dragging myself out of bed, I shuffled toward the door, eyes still heavy with sleep. I barely turned the handle when it swung open, and two women rushed in like they owned the place.“Thank goodness you opened before we knocked,” one of them said quickly, dropping several shopping bags onto the bed, my bed. “These bags are killing my arms.”I froze, confusion written all over my face.“What is going on here?” I demanded. “Who are you, and why are you in my room?”They exchanged a glance before the second woman stepped forward, forcing a polite smile.“We’re sorry for waking you so early, ma’am. But we’re working on orders.”“Orders?” I repeated, my brows furrowing. “From who?”“Mr. Weston,” she replied. “He asked us to get
ARIA’S POV “Hello, Aria, what’s up?”“I can’t reach him.” I paced back and forth across the living room, dragging my fingers through my hair for what felt like the hundredth time. “Zara, it’s almost midnight and he’s not picking my calls.”The silence of the penthouse pressed in on me, heavy and suffocating. Every ticking second made my chest tighter.I knew getting involved with another Weston was a mistake. What I didn’t know was that Xavier would turn out to be another version of his brother.It all felt too familiar. Way too close to the life I had just escaped.It’s like I married Dean all over again. Xavier doesn’t care about me. He doesn’t even share a room with me. I figured the only reason I'm here is to give him children so he can inherit his father’s wealth. Thinking about it made something inside me twist painfully.If I hadn’t told my best friend everything, if I had kept it all bottled up like the contract demanded… I was certain I would have lost my mind by now.But w
XAVIER’S POV“Siri, call my wife.”My phone lit up instantly, the familiar tone cutting through the quiet office as it dialled her number.My wife.The word still felt new… but not wrong in the way it used to when she still belonged to that asshole I call my brother.It had been two weeks since Aria signed those papers. Two weeks since she moved into my penthouse. Two long weeks of her sleeping behind a different door… keeping her distance like I was someone she needed protection from.And two weeks since I sent her that video that ended her marriage.I leaned back in my chair, staring at nothing as the line rang.To her, it must feel like a curse. Like her life was torn apart overnight.But to me? Marrying the woman I had wanted for years felt like a blessing. If only she could get it out of her head that I only wanted her for a child.“Hello?”Her soft voice came through, and something in me eased instantly.“Hi, Xavier. Are you there?”“Sir.”I looked up sharply as my assistant app
ARIA’S POV“I want a divorce.”Those were the first words that fell from my husband’s lips the moment I showed him the video… a proof of his balls deep in another woman's cunt.There was no apology, no remorse, not even an attempt to lie or give an excuse. Just those four words that are cold enough to split us apart. The tablet slipped from my fingers and landed on the bed with a dull thud. I forced my hands to my sides, nails digging into my palms as I fought the urge to scream.“Is it because of her?” I asked, my voice steady even though my chest felt like it was caving in. “Are you asking for a divorce so you could be with my cousin?”His eyes widened so fast I thought they might pop out of his head.I hadn’t asked because I needed clarification. I’d already recognized the familiar curve of her legs, the sweetness of her voice, even the exact nail design we once admired on our favorite celebrity in that video.No. I asked because I needed to see the truth on his face. And there i







