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“M-Me?” Adeline stuttered, shaking her head. “What? Do you see anyone else claiming to be me?” I snapped. “Go on, start. I’ll also start, I have nothing to hide.” I sat down and began sketching, Since I recently finished a bridal collection, I drew inspiration from that and focused. The silence in the hall was heavy, but Adeline’s limbs must have felt heavier since she leaned against the wall, unable to reach for the sketchpad that had slipped down a while ago.

She opened the door to find Adeline standing on the other side of the door, a sweet smile on he face. Audrey scrunched up her nose as the scent of different men entered her nose. She stared at Adeline with a raised brow, wondering what she'd gotten herself into. She knew she was mischievous, but she never pegged her as that kind of girl, guess desperation and heartbreak can change people for the worse. It was none of her business what she chose to do with her body, her business was what she chose to do with Alpha Lake. "Can I come in?" Adeline asked softly.

she said turning the pages onto the next bloodline, both paused seeing the ink splattered against the entire page “Oh no,” Layana said as she raised the book to see better but it was difficult, Declan took the book from her ‘House Adair… with the ability to read one’s mind and to destroy… it’s hard to make out,” he murmured raising the book closer to his face, but it was futile, the ink had covered it completely, “Read one’s mind I'm sure that’s what I did…” she said, Declan turned the page but like the page before it, the ink had covered it completely.

“You won't believe this, Austine.” “Believe what? Did you find something leading us to the killer? I'll be back, Officer Laney,” Austine said. Jane heard the heavy footsteps of him on the line and the sounds of a radio in the background playing Alone by Alan Walker. She bit her lower lip. “You need to see this after you're done there.” “Seriously, Office Adair? Why not now? There's a lot of things you ask me to do. I probably end by the midnight,” he groaned, and sounded amused.

ADELINE POV As I opened my eyes, I couldn't stop my tears from falling. It is now clear in my mind what happened in the past. The main reason I was in the Romanov mansion was because his wife, Adeline, helped me escape that night. I remember what happened that night in crystal-clear detail. When I choose to run away from an old man who did bad things to me just because my parents couldn't pay him their huge debt. He took me by force. I was abducted by his men, and I was raped. He made me his bed warmer and his slave in bed for several months. Something transpired that gave me the feeling that my whole body was filthy. And what infuriates me more about my destiny is that the man is none other

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.

Her brother followed behind him, and Cassy smiled to herself when she saw how the two men drew a sizable amount of attention upon their entrance. "He’s handsome, isn’t he?" Aunt Adeline whispered. Cassy jumped, turning to face her. "Who?" "The Hartford boy, of course," she said. "Who else did you think I was talking about?" "No one," Cassy said quickly, forcing herself to turn and face him. "Who’s that beside him?" "That’s Penelope Hartford, their younger sister," Adeline said with a frown. "I’m guessing you don’t like her?" "She runs a gossip column in the Times," she replied. "How have you not heard of it?"

he added, annoyed. “If Celine is so soft and perfect, why didn’t you just marry her?” Adeline snapped and stormed out. She went to her room, grabbed her book, and started reading the part she didn’t finish last night. She had only gotten through one page when someone knocked on the front door. Adeline sighed, closed her book, and hurried out to answer it. A girl was standing outside. It was Odette. “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t keep me company?” Adeline asked, irritated.

The gold letters printed across the surface glimmered under the white office lights. Vin Romano Moretti and Melvina Her brows slowly drew together. Something about it felt strange again. She leaned back in her chair and opened her laptop. “If Melvina is marrying Vin… then what exactly is her connection with Adeline?” she murmured quietly to herself. Her fingers began moving across the keyboard. A few seconds later, Adeline’s social profile appeared on the screen. Alicia leaned closer. The page was almost empty. Just a few pictures. One photo showed a much younger Adeline standing beside a little boy. In another, she stood beside an older woman who Alicia assumed was her mother. They looked p

The door was half open, and I stopped in front of it, lifted my hand, hesitated, then knocked once, barely a tap. The door swung wider almost right away, and Adeline stood there. She looked… unreal in a tight black skirt that hugged her hips and thighs, ending just above her knees, a white silk blouse tucked in perfectly, the fabric so thin I could see the faint outline of her bra underneath, and high black heels that made her legs look endless. Her dark hair was pulled back in a neat low bun, not one strand loose, and she had on red lipstick, dark enough to look almost black in the low light. She didn’t smile. She just looked at me with those steady eyes that always made me feel small and e