All Chapters of The Man Who Stole My Name : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Sophie's POV“No… no… please”I woke up suddenly, gasping for air like I had run a marathon. My night gown had immediately become drenched in sweat, even with the air conditioner sounding loudly above my head. My hands were trembling, and my throat was dry. Raw.I recoiled and looked over the side of the bed, half hoping the seawater might have lapped up to my ankles, but when I looked down, there was nothing - just silk sheets and a cold floor.This nightmare again? The same nightmare I have been having for three months now. A faceless woman struggling in the sea with her arms flailing and lungs crying out in need of air.The worst part? I feel her pain as if it were mine.I crept out of bed, putting my arms around me, and made my way down the dark hall of the mansion. The silence is not pleasant.I knew exactly where to find him. He was never in our bed. Not since the day we said “I do” three months ago.Our marriage was like a well-acted movie, perfect on the outside, empty on the

Cipher's POVSomeone in the room was laughing at me, and there was a good chance that it was God.I had seen Arnold Grey immediately he entered the ball room trutting with his high attitude like he owned the place. The smile that doesn't reach his eyes, could have fooled anyone and by his side was his infamous obsessive partner Joanne Rivers, clad in blood red silk and trechery.I felt my jaws clench unconsciously, and my first thought was What the hell are you doing here? Who the fuck invited them here? This event was supposed to be tight, vetted, and business-only. The kind of crowd that wouldn’t ask too many questions. I glanced at Sophie beside me. No...not Sophie. That wasn’t her name. I gave her that name. Gave her a face she didn’t recognize and a life that wasn’t hers, and now the spirits of her actual existence were narrowing.Please don't remember them, i prayed mentally hoping she won't recognise them as they approached us. My chest tightened at every step they took closer

Cipher's POVThe day started like hell and only got worse.I walked into the office, and my new secretary was already sitting with one leg crossed over the other in the most intentional way possible. Her skirt barely qualified as fabric, and her blouse looked painted onto her skin.“Good morning, Mr. D’Amato,” she said, leaning forward just enough for her breasts to nearly spill out.“That skirt isn’t office-appropriate.” I didn’t bother looking up from my tablet.She blinked. “Oh, I didn’t realize it was—”“I did,” I cut her off, flipping the page on my notes. “The next time you show up in anything that short or look me in the eye like you’re undressing me, I’ll fire you without severance.”Her face fell. She mumbled something about getting coffee and disappeared.That should’ve been the end of it.But it wasn’t. The second meeting was worse.A boardroom full of overpaid executives, and across from me sat Delilah Grant, the regional director of one of the biggest conglomerates in Ame