MasukRachel’s Point of ViewThe question lingered between us, “Would you have ever chosen me?”I stared at our joined hands, searching for an answer that refused to come. A few months ago, I probably would have answered without hesitation.Back then, my future had not been tangled in secrets, hidden tunnels, encrypted videos, and men willing to kill for whatever my mother had left behind.Back then, Matthew Kane had simply been the ruthless businessman I had been forced to marry. But nothing was that simple anymore, I slowly lifted my eyes to Lucas, “I do not know.”The words came out barely above a whisper. His shoulders dropped ever so slightly, but he did not let go of my hand, “I wish I could give you a better answer.”“I know,” he replied.“My life has changed.” I said. “I know.” He replied. “I have changed.” I said. That confession surprised me as much as it seemed to surprise him, because it was true. The woman I had been before this marriage felt like someone I barely recognized
Rachel’s Point of ViewThe mansion no longer felt like a home, it felt like a fortress.When I woke the following morning, I found two additional guards stationed outside my bedroom door. As I walked downstairs, I noticed more security officers patrolling the corridors than I had ever seen before. Every entrance was monitored, every visitor was searched twice before being allowed through the gates.The tiny tracker discovered beneath one of the convoy SUVs had changed everything.Someone had not just attacked us, someone had followed us, and worse they had known exactly where we were going. The thought lingered in the back of my mind as I entered the estate library, carrying a cup of untouched coffee.Matthew had already left before sunrise. Antonio had come for him shortly after dawn, informing him that the cybersecurity team had traced the tracker signal to multiple relay points scattered across the city.They were holding an emergency strategy meeting with the company’s intelligenc
Rachel’s Point of ViewBy the time we reached one of Matthew’s secure safe houses on the outskirts of the city, night had begun to settle over the skyline. The building looked ordinary from the outside.A modest two-story estate hidden behind tall stone walls, nothing about it suggested it belonged to one of the most powerful men in the country.I had learned that was Matthew’s way, the safest places rarely looked important. The convoy rolled through the gates before they immediately closed behind us.Armed guards swept the perimeter while technicians carried evidence cases inside, the wooden box from the church disappeared into the estate’s forensic room under heavy escort.No one took chances anymore, not after today’s attack.Antonio checked his watch before turning to Matthew, “I need to coordinate with the cyber team.” he said.Matthew nodded, “Go.” he said. “I will have the next decryption report within the hour,” Antonio said.Without another word, Antonio disappeared down a h
Rachel’s Point of ViewThe inside of the SUV became painfully quiet.Antonio’s words continued echoing inside my head long after he stopped speaking, “A list of names… and yours is at the very top.”For a second, I forgot how to breathe, I stared at him across the vehicle, waiting for him to smile, to tell me he had misunderstood the files, to say there had been some mistake during the decryption, but he did not. His expression remained grave, Matthew’s did not change either, he was already thinking three moves ahead, “What else?” Matthew asked evenly. Antonio glanced at the tablet resting on his lap before shaking his head, “Nothing yet, the rest of the file is still encrypted.” he said. Matthew gave one short nod, “No one outside the inner circle sees that list.” he ordered. Antonio understood immediately, “I will lock the servers.”“I want every backup disconnected from the network,” Matthew said. “It will be done,” Antonio replied. “The forensic team?” Matthew asked. “They
Matthew’s Point of viewMorning arrived with the kind of pressure that could be measured in stock prices, breaking news banners, and the number of armed guards standing outside my headquarters.By the time my car pulled into the underground garage of Kane Corporation, my phone had already vibrated twenty-three times. Investors, board members, foreign partners, all wanting the same thing. Control.The elevator doors opened onto the executive floor, where controlled chaos greeted me. Assistants hurried between offices carrying folders, security personnel spoke quietly into their earpieces. Large television screens mounted along the hallway displayed the same footage from every news channel.Rachel, my wife has become the city’s favorite headline, “Rachel Kane’s connection to the Raphael scandal raises new questions.” “Heiress or mastermind?” “Will Kane Corporation survive another controversy?”The anchors repeated the same carefully chosen words, each report feeding the next until specu
Rachel’s POV“You found it,” he said simply.There was no surprise in Matthew’s voice, only certainty. As though somewhere along the way, he had stopped expecting me to prove myself and had simply started expecting me to see what others could not.It should not have mattered, yet those four words settled somewhere inside me far more deeply than I wanted to admit.Antonio was already issuing instructions, “I’ll have reconnaissance drones over the area within fifteen minutes.”Matthew shook his head, “No drones.” Antonio looked up, “If anyone has been protecting that place for years, aerial surveillance will warn them before we even arrive.” Matthew said.Antonio nodded once, “Ground team?” he asked.“Small unit,” Matthew answered. “Quiet.” His attention shifted back to me, “You are coming.” he said. Nearly an hour later, we were inside the Intelligence Center preparing for the operation. Several large monitors displayed satellite images of the abandoned church from different angles, t
Rachel’s POVThe morning sky above the Raphael mansion looked bruised, I barely slept, because every time I closed my eyes, I saw the anonymous messages again.- Danger follows people you love.The words followed me into my dreams, wrapping around my chest like invisible chains, I sat upright in be
Rachel's POVThe morning arrived quietly over the Raphael mansion, wrapped in gray skies and lingering rain. I opened my eyes slowly, exhaustion sitting heavily in my chest, I had barely slept. Every time I closed her eyes, I heard her father’s voice again. “You will marry Matthew Kane.”The words
Rachel’s POVRain hit the tall windows of the Raphael mansion like tiny stones falling from the sky. I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, staring at my reflection while trying to calm the strange feeling twisting inside my chest.A family dinner, this alone was enough to make me nervous.We never
Rachel’s POVThe first thing I heard that morning was laughter, it was soft, warm, and happy..It floated through the mansion walls like a cruel reminder that happiness still existed for everyone except me.I opened my eyes slowly, staring at the cracked white ceiling above my bed while rain tapped







