Silk and Poison

Author's POVThe grand event had begun to die down.Most of the guests had left, drunk on champagne and scandal. The cake was half-eaten, the music dimmed, and the ballroom floor—once filled with cheers and gasps—was quiet again.While Alex was engrossed in an intense business discussion with international delegates in a secluded VIP lounge, oblivious to the storm brewing just floors above.In her private suite, Lily stood before a vanity mirror, slowly removing her earrings. Her reflection gleamed back at her, but her eyes were ice cold.She reached into her clutch, pulling out a blank cheque.Dr. Veer stood nervously across from her,wringing his hands. Sweat beaded at his temple and shoulders tense.Lily, voice like silk laced with venom: "You did well, Doctor. Better than I expected."She handed him the cheque.Veer’s hands trembled as he took the cheque, his eyes darting to the door. “Thank you,I… I did what you asked, Lily. Exactly what you asked. ”Lily (flatly):"Write the amount y

Last Updated : 2025-06-30

What you break for power… always comes back for justice.

Author's POV[Scene 1:Alex and Lily’s Bedroom – Late Night]The luxurious mansion was quiet,moonlight pouring in through floor-to-ceiling windows.In their grand bedroom, Lily sat cross-legged on the bed, her silk robe draped carelessly as she scrolled through her latest social media post — the one flaunting her baby bump and the grand celebration. The comments were pouring in.Her fingers flew across the screen, a self-satisfied grin spreading as she read the fawning comments. "The city's power couple!" "A true fairy tale!" "So happy for you and Alex!"“#QueenEnergy,” one comment read.“Slayed. As always.”“Mother of the year already!”The bathroom door was ajar, and she could hear the faint sound of the shower running. Alex was taking his time.Just as she paused to admire a particularly flattering photo, a new message popped up on her screen.Unknown Number: I’m back, sweetheart.Her finger froze mid-air. The smirk wiped clean off her face.Unknown Number: “Miss me, love?”Lily's eyes

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

The Stranger at Table 17

Author's POV[Mila's Bedroom– Early Morning]The golden rays of morning slipped through the curtains, resting gently on Mila’s sleeping face. Her lashes fluttered as her body stirred beneath the blanket, feeling the weight of exhaustion still wrapped around her.She woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing, the screen glowing brightly.Mila sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes, trying to shake off the sleep. As she reached for her phone, she saw that it was fully charged now. She must have plugged it in overnight, but she had no memory of doing so. The screen was filled with notifications -Sixty missed calls. Over a hundred unread messages.Mila (murmuring): “What the hell happened…”Confused, she opened her W******p. The office group chat was on fire—rapid messages, anxious emojis, bursts of gossip. Dozens of direct texts followed.Before she could click on any message for detail, the phone started ringing—Emily’s name flashing on the screen.She swiped quickly to answer.Mila: "Emily? Hey

Last Updated : 2025-07-27

All Chapters of No More Mrs. Nice Girl: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Silk and Poison

What you break for power… always comes back for justice.

The Stranger at Table 17