Novels by Evelyn Okoh

“What were you looking at?” she asked.“Nothing important.” he answered.Another lie. Evelyn sat beside him slowly, the mattress dipping slightly beneath her weight. The soft scent of vanilla and jasmine lingered around her, warm and comforting, yet Ethan felt even more guilty because of it.“What’s wrong?” she asked gently.The bedside lamp cast a soft amber glow across the room, illuminating Ethan’s pale face and the faint shadows beneath his eyes. Outside the tall glass windows, the night stretched endlessly over the Montgomery estate, quiet and still, but somehow the silence felt heavier tonight.Ethan looked away. He wanted to tell her everything. About the Black Circuit. About the files he had uncovered. About the people who disappeared after crossing them. About the bloodstained missions hidden beneath layers of encrypted reports. About the fear slowly settling inside his chest.But Adrian had asked him not to say anything.And worse— If Evelyn found out how dangerous things tr

Later that night, the Chase mansion was unusually quiet. The massive estate, normally alive with movement from guards, servants, and security personnel, had settled into an eerie silence. Outside, the city lights shimmered faintly beyond the towering glass windows of Adrian’s private study. The faint hum of distant traffic blended with the soft ticking of the antique clock hanging against the dark wooden wall.Inside the study, only the glow from Adrian’s laptop illuminated the room. He sat comfortably behind his desk, sleeves rolled slightly above his wrists, one hand lazily supporting his chin while the other moved across the keyboard. Several unfinished documents were spread neatly across the polished mahogany table, yet his attention had long drifted away from work.For the first time in weeks… maybe months… Adrian was genuinely in a good mood. A dangerous thing. Because whenever Evelyn managed to soften him, he became careless emotionally. And tonight, his mind had completely aba

“Ady?!”Evelyn’s sharp voice echoed through the underground parking lot.“What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded as she marched toward him in irritation, the sound of her heels striking the concrete floor sharply.The parking lot was cool and dimly lit, with rows of luxury cars lined neatly beneath flickering white lights. The air smelled faintly of gasoline and polished metal, and every sound seemed amplified in the near-empty space.Adrian, however, looked completely unbothered.Leaning casually against a sleek black car with one hand tucked into his pocket, he simply smiled at her like he hadn’t a care in the world.“Going out to have lunch with my wife,” he replied lazily. “What does it look like?”Evelyn stopped directly in front of him and glared.“This is not funny.”“I know,” Adrian answered with a soft chuckle. “But come on, what’s the big deal? It’s just lunch.”“It’s supposed to be between Clara and me,” Evelyn stressed, lowering her voice slightly even though nobo

“Ady?!”Evelyn’s sharp voice echoed through the underground parking lot.“What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded as she marched toward him in irritation, the sound of her heels striking the concrete floor sharply.The parking lot was cool and dimly lit, with rows of luxury cars lined neatly beneath flickering white lights. The air smelled faintly of gasoline and polished metal, and every sound seemed amplified in the near-empty space.Adrian, however, looked completely unbothered.Leaning casually against a sleek black car with one hand tucked into his pocket, he simply smiled at her like he hadn’t a care in the world.“Going out to have lunch with my wife,” he replied lazily. “What does it look like?”Evelyn stopped directly in front of him and glared.“This is not funny.”“I know,” Adrian answered with a soft chuckle. “But come on, what’s the big deal? It’s just lunch.”“It’s supposed to be between Clara and me,” Evelyn stressed, lowering her voice slightly even though nobo

Two weeks passed in what felt like the blink of an eye.Yet despite the passage of time, the internet was still in chaos over Scarlett’s true identity. Every major fashion blog, entertainment page, and media outlet in Lincoln City continued buzzing with speculation about the mysterious designer who had shocked the industry with her return.But Evelyn barely paid attention anymore.Ever since Ethan’s kidnapping and the attack on her family, the glamorous world of fashion had begun to feel distant compared to the terrifying reality surrounding the people she loved most.Nothing mattered more than keeping her children alive.That morning, the entire Montgomery family gathered around the long dining table for breakfast. Warm sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the elegant dining room in soft golden light. The aroma of freshly baked bread, pancakes, coffee, and fried bacon filled the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the tension li

“Evie?”Mrs. Montgomery’s voice carried quiet suspicion as she looked across the dining table at her daughter. The warmth from dinner still lingered in the air, but the atmosphere had subtly changed after Ethan’s accidental conversation with Adrian.The older woman narrowed her eyes slightly.“What exactly are you up to this time?”Evelyn nearly sighed.Of course her mother noticed.Mrs. Montgomery had always been frighteningly observant when it came to her children. No matter how carefully Evelyn tried to hide things, her mother somehow sensed when trouble was nearby.“It’s really nothing, Mom,” Evelyn replied smoothly, forcing a small smile. “Do you honestly think I’d lie to you?”Mrs. Montgomery didn’t answer immediately.Instead, she studied Evelyn carefully, as though trying to peel apart every layer hiding beneath her calm expression.Before she could respond, Mr. Montgomery spoke instead.“Whatever this is,” he said firmly, setting down his cutlery, “I hope you’re not putting y