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Fortieth floor

{Axel POV}“Coffee,” she said, going past my desk. “Back in ten.”Isla had a bad habit of announcing where she was going. Nobody in this building tells me where they’re going. I employed four hundred and six people, and most of them haven’t spoken to me; they would rather take the stairs to the fortieth floor than share a lift with me.The door shut. I picked up the phone.“Dalia. From now on, you don’t give coffee to anyone on this floor who isn’t my wife.”Nine days ago, I told Dalia not to talk to my wife for any reason. I don’t know why I gave that order. I just did.“Yes, Alpha.”“That’s all.”Not because I care; I couldn’t care less about that delusional freak. It’s just an efficiency measure. If the coffee is on her desk when she arrives, she’ll stop telling me about it and do her work faster. Going to the coffee cart and then back to the office was fifteen minutes. Which was: four orders ahead of her at that hour, ninety seconds each way in the lift, two minutes while the man

Last Updated : 2026-10-01

The card

{Isla's POV} The card was waiting in the car.Black, shiny, luxurious, with my name printed across it. ISLA BLACKWOOD. Marcus must have sent it down immediately after he left. I sat in the black seat holding it the whole drive like a woman holding a newborn.Forty minutes of city, then the gates.I spent all of it replaying the office. Address her. Tell Dalia. Tell all of them. This was his first time defending me, and I didn’t even look at his face while he did. I was staring at my folder the entire time. I didn’t know whether I should cry or laugh because I was ready to do all of it.I got out of the car, and the pain in my chest reminded me that hot coffee was spilled on me. The silk had been stuck to me since eleven, maybe half ten that morning. I shut the bathroom door and started on the buttons; by the third one I was breathing through my teeth.“I swear if I see Cassandra, she is going to pay,” I said, to absolutely nobody. The fabric had gone hard where the coffee dried i

Last Updated : 2026-10-02

Household Cheeks

{Isla’s POV}I stayed there long after the door shut.Long enough that my legs were starting to feel numb.Don’t write your whole life in a diary. A black notebook. Under the last drawer in my room at my father’s house, placed in a way that was not noticeable.The last time I saw it was a few days before the wedding. I hadn’t thought about it ever since, because nobody cared about me enough to be curious about what was in my diary. I had been distracted by everything that had happened in this house. It had never crossed my mind that I’d left years of my life under a drawer in a house I’m never going back to.Everything that had happened to me. My mother, Mrs. Elwood, every single thing I have ever said out loud. Every single thing Vanessa and Cassandra had done to me was in that book. Everything, including the night at the garden, written at four AM in the morning with my hands still shaking from my father beating.The front door opened behind me.“GET OUT!”Nothing.“I mean it, Cass

Last Updated : 2026-10-03

New Day

{Isla’s POV} I had about two hours of sleep.Not because of the burn, though the burn was there; it burned each time I turned over.At half past one, I was still at the waiting area where the healer treated me, apparently smiling at the wall.At two, I was lying in bed thinking about what Cassandra said. “He calls himself a powerful Alpha, but he can’t tell the difference between his mate and a scam,” I said to myself, and by three, I did everything in repeat.So when I reached the lobby at twenty past six, I had eye bags, a growling belly, and a huge burn at my neck, chest, and belly. I just knew today would be awful.“Morning, Mrs. Blackwood.”I stopped walking. And looked at the guard. He was smiling at me. The same guard that hadn’t said a word to me even when I dropped a folder and four hundred pages of grain tariffs; he watched me pick up every single one from behind his desk with folded arms.“Morning,” I said.He smiled at me again till I walked away. I pinched the inside of m

Last Updated : 2026-10-16

How to seduce my husband 101

{Isla's POV}The second the clock in his office said five, I was out of that chair.Not walking. Running. I wish I was joking. I ran past Dalia’s desk before she had finished standing up to say Have a nice day, Mrs Blackwood. I had two hours left. I had no dress. No jewelry. No shoes. I mean, you can't blame me; I had no idea my husband would ask me out this fast.My husband. The same man who had looked at me for eleven days the same way you look at a houseplant, and who this morning, out of no freaking where, asked me to dinner. I have been dying to see how he eats.Then he told me what not to wear. You do not tell a woman what not to wear unless you have been thinking about what she looks like in other things. That’s just science. And to be fair, he had only seen me in silk.The boutique was on Averly Row, the kind of place that hands you a glass of wine and closes the whole shop down for someone worth it. Or as they would call it. A big fish.A girl with gold hoops and a name tag

Last Updated : 2026-10-18

Nineteen Degrees

{Axel’s POV} I am always two hours late to Gorman’s party.If you arrive on time, people think you are open to unnecessary conversation. If you arrive hours later, they are too drunk to bother. I learnt that from my father before he decided to get himself killed.Marcus was supposed to collect my wife and drive her to the venue. But Marcus was busy. I could have sent a driver. But I went myself because it was faster. Also, a driver would have made her late. Also, I needed to be by her side to make sure she behaved herself and did not wear anything revealing.Then I opened her bedroom door, and her face was inches away from the maid’s.Was she kissing the maid? No. That’s not right. She was probably blowing something off her eyes.They had both been laughing before I opened the door. I could hear it from the end of the hall. I thought she invited a man into her bedroom. But it was a maid. I didn’t have sex with my mate, Cassandra, to stay loyal to my wife…I mean, my contracted wife, a

Last Updated : 2026-10-20

Blackwood’s Purchase

{Isla’s POV} Cassandra fixed it for me before I left.I said it to myself all the way up the rest of the drive. And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse. There was no fucking dinner. It was a party, and the only reason he brought me was that he needed my signature. How convenient.I couldn’t tell which was worse. My sister fixing his collar while I practiced flirting with him in the room. Or bringing me to a party for my signature.I was not going to cry. I looked pretty, and I looked sexy.Someone opened the door before I could. It was a woman in white, just standing there, smiling at me like I was a gift.“You must be Greyhaven,” she said.Greyhaven? Not Isla. Not Mrs. Blackwood. Greyhaven. I looked at Axel, and he didn’t try to correct her once.“Margot,” Axel said.Just her name. So easily. Like he had said it a thousand times. Probably more times than he had said mine.“I’m Isla,” I said.“Oh, of course you are.” She took my hand in both of hers. Her hand was soft and c

Last Updated : 2026-10-20

The Picture in his wallet.

{Isla’s POV} The stranger crouched down on the step below me so we were the same height, and he didn’t touch me.“Breathe out longer than you breathe in,” he said again. “In for four. Out for six. I’ll count.”So, I did. Because, to be honest, I didn’t have any other ideas. He counted, slowly, and there was something about his voice. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Axel saying it, and somewhere around the fifth time, the air went all the way in again.“There you go,” he said. “That’s it. Do you feel better now?”My hand came back first. Then my lips and my legs and my hot face because a stranger had just watched me fall apart in this dress with no back.“Sorry,” I said.“Don’t be. I used to get them too. My daughter gets them. Ever since her first shift. She was five, and it frightened her.”

Last Updated : 2026-10-21

I don’t know.

{Isla’s POV}My husband killed a man because he touched me, and I have never been so angry in my life.The music inside never stopped.No one heard it.A man was lying on the grass with a hole in his head, and somewhere behind those glass doors, a violin was still playing something pretty. His blood was splashed on my face, and all I could think of was Poppy, his daughter.My ears were ringing. My wrist was throbbing where he had held it. The air smelled burnt.Jonah’s jacket was lying on the step where it had fallen off my shoulders, and his wallet had slid out of the pocket and lay open on the stone.Poppy picture stared back at me. Gap in her teeth. That braid.Axel came down the steps.At a normal pace. The way he walked into his office every morning, like nothing in the world had happened that needed him to hurry. He put his gun in his jacket somewhere. He crossed Jonah’s leg without looking at them, the way you cross a puddle.Then he stopped in front of me and took out a napkin

Last Updated : 2026-10-24

Someone Who Can Braid.

{Axel’s POV}She walked back in.I stood where she had left me and watched her go through the glass door. For a second, I thought she was going to the car. I was about to find Marcus to drive her.But in her ruined makeup and bloody chest, she walked straight into the party.I should have followed her. But I didn’t. I wanted to see what she would do. I had been watching her the whole night. It wouldn’t harm a soul if I did it a little longer.She went straight to the bar, took a glass, and swallowed it whole. Then she walked across the room to the pillar, and all eyes followed her as she did it.Two women were standing there. Diane Hollis, whose husband sits on the council, and a friend of hers whose name I don’t care to learn.The whole room fell silent. They were all watching my wife as she slowly made her way to the pillar.“My mother’s name was Amelia,” Isla said. Almost polite. “In case you were wondering.”Diane Hollis smiled at her. “Was it, dear? I heard she had a few other na

Last Updated : 2026-10-25

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