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Chapter one

The kitchen back door of The Rusty Anchor swung open with a soft whoosh as Nyla slipped inside, hit by the familiar reek of stale beer laced with lemon cleaner.She kicked off her scuffed boots and traded them for the non-slip clogs on the shelf, then yanked her apron from her backpack. The strings tangled in her haste, but she knotted them tight. For a brief second, she felt almost safe—like the apron was armor. But the air hummed wrong today, heavy with something she couldn’t name.She stepped into the bar just as Derek, the manager, materialized behind the counter, holding a glass up to the light. He didn’t look at her, but she knew he’d been waiting.“Cutting it close, huh?” His voice was calm, too calm.Nyla froze. “The lecture ran long. Professor wouldn’t—”“Schedule’s not optional,” Derek snapped, setting the glass down with a sharp click. He finally turned to face her. “Apron off.”Her stomach dropped. “What?”“You heard me.”The words didn’t register at first. “Derek, come on

Chapter Two

Nyla stopped just short of the curtain with a tray balanced in her hands and her heart hammering so hard she was sure someone would hear it.“Wait,” she whispered, turning back to Selene. “I don’t think I can do this.”Selene arched a perfectly drawn brow. “Can’t do what?”“This… private event.” Nyla lowered her voice. “You said high-roller. You said masked clients. What if something happens to me there?”The older woman studied her for a moment, with an unreadable expression. Then she gave a small, almost bored shrug.“Nothing happens here that isn’t agreed to,” Selene said. “Security is everywhere. Cameras, guards, contracts. You’re safe—as long as you follow the rules.”Nyla swallowed. “And if I don’t?”“Then you leave. Simple.”Simple. The word sounded too light for the knot twisting in her stomach.Selene stepped closer and tapped the silver tray. “Listen to me. Tonight’s client pays more than most people make in a month. For one evening of work.”“How much is ‘more’?” Nyla asked

Chapter Three

Nyla learned quickly that nothing at The Velvet Embrace was ever simple.Night after night, the routine stayed the same. She served drinks, smiled when required and performed when called just as she was thought. And every single night, the silver mask man, Maestro, was there quietly and watchfully and rarely spoke to anyone at all which unsettled her.Sometimes she convinced herself she was imagining the attention. Other times she felt it so sharply that she nearly missed steps on the floor.“Relax, he watches everyone.” Selene told her one evening when Nyla confessed her nerves. “But not like that,” Nyla murmured.Selene only smiled and walked away.The paychecks kept coming—ridiculously large, embarrassingly helpful—and Nyla told herself that was all that mattered. Tuition was covered. Bills were paid. Her father even laughed again when she brought home groceries without counting every naira.Still, something about the masked man tugged at her peace.Then came the night everything

Chapter Four

“No. It couldn’t be.” Nyla staggered back, staring at the face in front of her.Sharp jaw with dark hair. The same arrogant mouth she remembered from years ago.Adriel Stetson.The name crashed through her like a storm.Adriel Stetson known for his bullies during Highschool. High school corridors. Cruel jokes. Tripped books. Whispered insults that had once made her dread walking into class.The boy who had turned her teenage years into a daily nightmare.Now a man so powerful and sitting in front of her with his defenses stripped away.Her hands flew to her mouth.“All this time, it was you.”She breathed. The room suddenly felt too small and too hot for her. Everything made sense—and nothing did.The way he watched her. The way he never spoke. The strange intensity in his gaze shows that he had recognized her and had been toying with her.Anger, humiliation, and disbelief tangled together inside her chest.Nyla couldn't gather her thoughts, if word of this gets out she'll be ruined.

Chapter Five

Could Adriel have possibly taken action? No, that's so soon. Or the loan sharks? No, she had cleared all her father's debts. Nyla quickly dialed her father’s number with shaking fingers to erase her confusion.The phone rang twice before he answered, sounding far too cheerful for a man whose house had just been emptied.“Dad? Where are you? What happened to our things?” She burst out. There was a brief pause on the other end, then his familiar sigh. “Nyla, calm down. I can explain.”“Explain?” she echoed, pacing the small empty living room. Her footsteps bounced off bare walls that used to hold family pictures. “You sold everything, didn’t you? You gambled it away again.”“No,” he said quickly. “I didn’t gamble anything. I sold some of the properties, yes—but not for the reason you think.”She let out a bitter laugh. “Then what reason could possibly make sense?”Another pause.“I’m getting married.”The words dropped like a stone into water.For a long moment Nyla couldn’t speak.“Y

Chapter Six

Nyla sat rigid on the edge of the massive four-poster bed, and glanced around the room frantically. Everything looked beautiful, but expensive. A luxury she'd only seen in magazines. A life she wasn't yet prepared to live."This is…this is…I don't know what to say." She stuttered, rising from the bed. Suddenly, the door opened without a knock.“This must be a dream come true,” Adriel's voice echoed in her ears sharply. “I bet you’ve never been in a place like this before.”Nyla whipped around. There, she found him standing beside the door in a black athletic shorts and a fitted red singlet that clung to the hard lines of his chest and shoulders.His dark hair was slightly damp, as though he’d just come from a shower or a workout. “What are you doing here?” Nyla asked, clenching her fists at her sides.Adriel stopped mid-stride. For a moment, he felt like laughing. But on second thought, he decided against it. “This is my house,” he thought. “Who the hell does she think she is to q

Chapter Seven

Adriel paced around the room restlessly, his mind filled with different thoughts. He had clawed his way to the top of a world most people only whispered about, to let one girl from his past unravel it all with a handful of stolen photos."How dare she?" He growled and bit his lips so hard that he tasted blood. At the same time, her words suddenly replayed in his mind. “Test me.”Adriel’s fist crashed against the desk. The crystal decanter jumped; whiskey sloshed over the rim. In one violent sweep, he sent everything flying in the air. Papers, a heavy silver fountain pen, the framed photograph of his mother smiling in happier times, and glasses shattering about the floor.Adriel took a deep breath and placed his hands on his waist. “I’ve come too far,” he snarled to the empty room. “Too many nights I didn’t sleep, too many men I buried. She thinks she can humiliate me? Or expose me?”He tightened his jaw and glared hard at the wall. "I will erase those images. I will erase her le

Chapter 8

Nyla woke up with a loud yawn, and squinted her against the morning light that slipped into the room through the heavy curtains.For a moment she lay still and continued to stare at the unfamiliar ceiling, a reminder of where she was.The previous day's event suddenly slipped into her mind, and she turned her gaze to her phone which was placed on the nightstand.Without hesitation, she picked it up and decided to check if everything she had in there was intact. But to her utmost surprise, all her files were wiped out, including her school project.“What?" She blurted. “No, no, no—I saved them. I know I saved them.”She tapped again, refusing to believe it's possible. Still, she didn't find anything. Her breathing became uneven. Someone had been here. Someone had touched her phone while she slept. And there was only one person in this house bold enough, arrogant enough, and ruthless enough."Adriel."Nyla shot out of bed so fast the sheets twisted around her ankles. She paced around b

Chapter 9

Nyra forced herself to sit, and reach for a croissant she had no intention of eating. At the same time, Ariella settled gracefully into her chair, smoothing the napkin across her lap.Moments later, Michael Reagan entered, still adjusting the collar of his freshly pressed shirt, a wide, boyish grin spreading across his face.“Morning, everyone!” he called cheerfully. “Sorry I’m late—couldn’t resist a quick tour of the garden. This place is something else.”Ariella beamed up at him. “Good morning, darling. Sit, sit. We saved your favorite seat.”Michael kissed the top of her head before dropping into the chair beside her. His eyes scanned the table, landing warmly on Nyla.“Morning, sweetheart.”Nyla managed a tight nod. “Morning, Dad.”Across the table, Adriel sat perfectly still, watching her over the rim of his cup. When their eyes met, he offered a slow, polite smile, the kind that never reached his eyes.“Fruit?” he asked, reaching for the crystal bowl of sliced mango and papaya.

Chapter 10

Nyla stood frozen at the edge of the dining room doorway, the warm glow of candles and the rich scent of Michael’s famous pasta sauce slipping into her nostrils.Ariella was laughing at something her father said, her hand resting lightly on his arm. The table was set beautifully, white linens, crystal glasses, a centerpiece of fresh roses. It looked like a family reunion indeed. But to her, it still felt like a lie.Her phone vibrated in her pocket instantly, and she glanced at it, only to realize it's a text message from Selene.“Emergency. Back entrance. Now.”Nyla’s heart lurched. She slipped away before anyone noticed, grabbed her jacket from the hall closet, and escaped through the side door. Without wasting much time, she ordered an Uber with shaking fingers, giving the driver the club’s cross streets instead of the exact address.The Velvet Embrace looked deceptively quiet from the alley. No line outside, no loud music echoing loudly through the walls. Just the red glow above

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