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Chapter One. Harden. I jerked up from the seat's backrest, waking up from the nightmare that has continued to haunt me for years and into the reality as the truck made the abrupt stop in front of the large cabin like wooden-glass house, and I wondered, 'for how long?'. Every single moment I get to be away from everything around me comes that ugly nightmare that I can never get over, that night which would forever be fresh in my mind. I was so young then, yet my fragile little heart has never grown from that horrible day. Not even for a single day for a hundred years.

Nicholas replied, “I’ve been abroad. After faking my death more than ten years ago, I left and settled abroad. The rest of our family are all abroad and are living well. “I haven’t just stayed idle over the years. I’ve been laying out our forces abroad. I already have many consortiums under my control and have become a strong force abroad. “Haha.” While talking, he laughed. “Now, the dragon has been killed, and the Cadens’ era is coming soon. “With Dad, Thea, and you, the Cadens are now full of powerhouses. We, the Cadens, are about to rise to the top. We’ll establish our own country and create a prosperous dynasty!” As soon as Nicholas appeared, he spouted a lot of ambitious words. It was s

I sat at the small desk by the window, staring blankly at the outside world as the voice of Elizabeth, the head maid echoed in my head. “It would be better if you don’t go snooping around the master’s private stuff,” she’d said, her lips pursed in disapproval, her eyes sharp and accusing. Her words had only fueled my curiosity. If that woman in the painting was Nicholas’s mother, then who was the little girl? What happened on that day? Why did he have to hide those canvas behind locked doors? Today, Nicholas was out on a trip. He wouldn’t be back until tomorrow, and the rare opportunity made my pulse race. I’d had enough of sitting still, of pretending this house didn’t feel like it was swal

A few people walked into the nightclub. "Elise! Ellison! You guys are so sneaky!" A woman with red hair strode over to their lounge. Following behind her were two girls and a man. They all sat with Ellison and Elise. The woman's loud voice attracted the attention of Kayden and his friends. "Isn't that Nadia Sparks, the heiress of the Sparks Group?! Is she friends with your ex-wife?" Liam asked, surprised. Nathan was quiet beside them. But every now and then, his eyes would glance over at Elise's VIP section.

I can only already visualize the sky overwhelmed by crimson and amber tinted clouds shinning against the water bodies on a hot sunny beach as I lay my back down and have an umbrella shading me from the scorching hot sun, scrolling through my phone to see the news about some dirty secret that Nicholas Hills had hidden from the world for such a long time that I had leaked. Not only will I enjoy my beach experience, but I'd also witness the crash of his career and reputation... All thanks to my hard work and struggles to get this job done. My fantasies weren't over, I would also be in great delight and sit in front of a coffee table, sipping my hot chocolatè in a peaceful calm environment readi

“Oh, my king, that was a bad idea.” Shock then. “He was torturing Willow after I told him I won’t tolerate that behaviour under my roof.” I hope against hope that she doesn’t say something that will make my wolves suspicious. “He broke your laws on your territory. He deserved it, but I fear his witches won’t be so understanding.” “We don’t care,” Nicholas says, stepping out of the darkness. I didn’t hear or see or smell him coming. Fucking witches. “Do you like my concealment spell?” He gives me a wry smile.

This bed, once a sanctuary, now feels like a stage where the lies I've told pirouette around me, each one a specter of the life I thought I wanted. The silence roars like a storm, and within its grasp, I am struck by the irreversible path before me. The woman who once rested beside Alex, blissfully unaware, has disappeared, replaced by a stranger with eyes peeled open and a soul ignited with illicit cravings. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to fend off the assault of reality, but it's hopeless—the truth is seared into my core, an unyielding, throbbing force.

Rachel said in surprise. Nicholas flung himself onto the bed. "A trivial thing like that is also something confidential. I won't entrust it to anyone but Mike. I could ask some random staff but it might leak to the public soon and my plan would be ruined before it started." Rachel was silent, he was right. Well, he was always right and it bothering her. "When was the last time you came home? Your room is so messy! Well, I wouldn't be surprised, seeing what your personality is like. I think messy is your middle name, maybe Rachel Messy Clarke," said Nicholas as he looked around.

He nods toward me. Nicholas grabs my jaw roughly, forcing me to meet his eyes. “Oh, don’t worry. She’s not leaving here alive.” My heart pounds as he releases me and shoves me back into the corner. Fear snakes through me, but something deeper stirs a spark of defiance. The sound of gunfire erupts outside, sudden and deafening. It’s chaos. Shouts, explosions, and the unmistakable sound of boots pounding against the ground. Nicholas curses loudly, barking orders to his men as he grabs his gun.

"You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go." "I have my reasons… This man got a mistress once he became rich, see?" I lowered my head, and faked wiping tears from my eyes. "The moment he passed away, the mistress tried to steal his body away from me multiple times so that she could force me to split her half the inheritance… Sir, have you ever heard of something this ridiculous?" "How shameless!" The driver immediately spit the cigarette out of the window before stepping hard on the gas. "Don't worry lass, I'll get you there in ten minutes!"