ANMELDENSafe GroundTHE investigation took nine days. Eamon did not tell Elena the full scope of what he was doing during those nine days because she was recovering, and because the details were not the kind of details that aided recovery. He told her the broad strokes: he was looking into the truck, the driver, the chain of instruction that had led to that specific road on that evening. He told her he was not doing anything that would create legal exposure for either of them.He did not tell her about the three separate security sweeps of the house, the complete replacement of the vehicle fleet, the new encryption protocols installed on every device connected to his household network, or the two conversations he had with contacts whose existence he had never mentioned to anyone.He handled it carefully. He brought Elena and Evan home on a Tuesday morning, eleven days after the accident.Elena walked through the front door and stood in the hallway for a moment. He watched her take the house i
What Eamon DidTHE hospital room had become, over the course of a week, something almost comfortable.Kemi arrived on Thursday morning with her folder and her coffee, and sat in the chair that had become her chair over the past several days."The divorce proceedings," Kemi began, opening the folder."Good morning to you too," Elena said."Good morning. The divorce proceedings." Kemi did not look up from her notes. "Marcus's legal team has filed nothing in eleven days. There has still been nothing from your ex-husband's side." She turned a page. "In eleven years of practice I have never had opposing counsel simply go silent in the middle of active proceedings."Elena looked at her steadily."Is that unusual enough to be concerning?""It is unusual enough to be something," Kemi said carefully. "It could mean they are regrouping. It could mean something has changed on Marcus's end that has altered his legal strategy. It could mean..." She paused. "It could mean a number of things."Elena
Worrywart.EVERYTHING hurt when she woke up, like she had just been rammed into pieces by something heavy. Bandages wrapped around her body, keeping some of her bones that had shattered in place. It had taken a while before she had fully come around to piece what had happened to her.... It was an accident. A truck rammed into the car. She couldn't help but think if that was an accident or if it was planned by someone.The smell was the first thing that hit her. The smell of antiseptic and something floral that told her that she was undoubtedly in the hospital. Fast forward to some hours later, her son burst into the room like a tornado and rushed towards her. But when he reached her, he was careful as he climbed the bed, careful not to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. Then the weight against her side, warm and small and unmistakable."Evan," she said.He lifted his head immediately."Mummy." His voice was trying very hard to be normal and mostly succeeding. "The doctor says you are
Coming HomeEVAN was in the kitchen when Eamon arrived home. He was sitting at the counter in his pajamas, both hands wrapped around a cup of warm chocolate milk that Lina had clearly made him, his back very straight in the way it went straight when he was working hard at something. He looked up when Eamon came in."What about my mummy?" He immediately asked when Eamon stepped in through the door. "You said you were going to wake me up when she came home. But she hasn't come home."Eamon took a deep breath and pinched the space between his forehead, thinking of how he was going to break the little boy's heart after everything he'd gone through in the past few months and days."Is she okay?" he asked immediately, not waiting for his answer. Evan could see clearly on Eamon's face that something was wrong. "Did she fall sick?" He looked really worried, and Eamon could see his eyes glistening with unshed tears.His heart clenched at the look on his face, and it only strengthened Eamon's r
What Rage Looks LikeEAMON hit Marcus again, each swing went harder than before, and he wasn't stopping. Deep down, he knew, from Marcus' first response... he knew that Marcus was saying the truth. He knew the shock in his eyes was genuine. He knew that Marcus had no hand in Elena's accident, but he was too mad about it to think clearly. He hated how much Elena had suffered up to that point. But he also knew, that what happened tonight still had a connection to Marcus."Tell me what you know about the accident," he said."I don't know anything about any accident! I swear!" Marcus's voice was raw and uneven. Blood was coming from his lip and from somewhere at his hairline from the second impact. "I got a call tonight saying something was done but I thought it was about the court filing. I thought they meant the filing—""What filing," Eamon said."A motion. To contest the settlement terms. I had people work on a filing." Marcus was talking fast now, the words coming out in the disorgan
MarcusTHE bar was dark and thumping, and Marcus had been there since mine. The woman beside him appeared around ten, looking really beautiful under the soft amber lighting of the VIP reserved area. She laughed at the right moments and leaned in at the right angles. Marcus knew that she was just doing all these just for the money he would pay her later in the night, but for now, he needed the company especially as he was thrown in deep thoughts.He was on his fifth drink for the night. He still couldn't get over the loss of the custody hearing. It sat heavily in his chest, especially because he was extremely certain that he would win the case. And now? Krix no longer believed in him because he couldn't handle this for them. He didn't understand why the custody battle was so important to them, but he had felt that it was his only way to prove to them that he could handle whatever was given to him. But now? He failed so woefully that they had only reached out once to him. His last chanc
When the Spotlight TurnedELENA spotted them easily.Marcus and Tiara stood a few feet away, pressed too close, fingers interlocked, her head tilted toward his shoulder as though it belonged there. The sight no longer stabbed her heart the way it had minutes ago. Instead, a slow, wicked smirk curve
A Cut Deeper Than FangsTHE sight before Elena didn’t just hurt— it shattered.Her chest tightened so violently she thought she might choke. Tears rushed to her eyes, blurring the lights of the club into streaks of color, but she refused to let them fall. Not here. Not in front of him. Not in front
When Velvet Lies Unravels THE car purred to a smooth halt in front of Nocturne Royale, one of the most expensive clubs in the city, so exclusive it barely needed a sign. The building rose like a dark jewel against the night sky, all black marble columns and gold-trimmed glass, bathed in soft viole
Beyond the ShadowsTHE car slowed to a smooth stop, and Elena barely noticed when the engine went silent.She was too busy staring, too busy thinking.Before her stood a mansion so vast and breathtaking that her mind struggled to process it all at once. Tall ivory walls glowed softly beneath carefu







