LOGINCassia"Don't you dare touch me!"My shrill scream rang through the mansion as the guards reached for my arms.I jerked away violently, my chest heaving with rage, glaring at every single one of them as though I could burn holes through their bodies."Don't lay your filthy hands on me!"The guards hesitated and instinctively looked toward Vincent, waiting for his next order."I said throw her out!" Vincent barked, his voice cold and final.Rage exploded inside me.I broke free from the guards for a second and rushed straight at him, grabbing the front of his shirt with both hands. I shook him so hard the fabric wrinkled beneath my fists."So this is how you're going to repay me?" I shouted, tears pouring down my face. "You're throwing me away after everything I've been through?"My breathing became ragged as years of resentment burst out."I lost five years because of you, Vincent!" I screamed, shaking him again. "Five whole years! Do you even know where I was the day my life was dest
NyelleI was so stunned that my shoulder accidentally bumped against the half-open door.Bang.The sound echoed through the room.Cassia's entire body froze.Slowly, almost mechanically, she turned around.The instant her eyes landed on me standing at the doorway, every drop of color drained from her face. The confidence she had been wearing only seconds ago shattered completely, replaced by naked panic. Her eyes darted from my face to the fake baby bump lying on the bed, and I knew she understood exactly what had happened.I had seen everything.For a brief moment, neither of us spoke.The silence between us was suffocating.Then, as though she had finally snapped out of her shock, Cassia lunged toward the bed."No!"She reached for the fake baby bump with trembling hands, but I reacted instinctively. I rushed forward and grabbed it before she could.Our fingers brushed.I was faster.I held the fake pregnancy bump tightly against my chest and took several steps backward, my heart po
NyelleI stared at the closed door long after Vincent had walked out.The room gradually fell silent again, yet his desperate voice continued echoing inside my head."Please forgive me..."A tear escaped before I could stop it, sliding slowly down my cheek. I wiped it away almost immediately, almost angrily, refusing to let myself cry because of him again.No.I couldn't soften this quickly.Not after everything.Not after years of being ignored, humiliated, doubted, abandoned, and treated as though I was nothing more than an inconvenience. A few tears and an apology couldn't erase every sleepless night I had spent crying because of him. It couldn't erase the countless times he had chosen Cassia over me without hesitation. Some wounds were simply too deep to disappear overnight.I slowly leaned back against the headboard and released a long breath.I had honestly believed I was going to die.When that truck came rushing toward us, I thought those were going to be my final moments. I t
VincentThe moment the nurse's words reached my ears, I was already moving.My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I bolted out of the room without another thought. My legs carried me down the hallway so fast that I nearly lost my balance several times. I didn't care. Nothing else existed anymore. Not the guilt crushing my chest, not the tears still blurring my vision, not even the suffocating fear that had haunted me ever since I thought I might lose her. There was only one thought in my mind.Nyelle is awake.I pushed her bedroom door open so hard that it banged against the wall.There she was.She was sitting on the bed, looking pale and fragile, her long hair falling loosely around her shoulders. She looked exhausted, as though every ounce of strength had been drained from her body, but her eyes were open.She was alive.Relief hit me so hard that my knees nearly gave out.Before she could even react, I crossed the distance between us in a heartbeat and pulled her tightly i
Vincent“Boss...” Ronan called carefully from the driver's seat, his expression unusually serious. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel before continuing. “The information I gave you before... it was fake. I dug deeper, and this is the real information.”I slowly turned to look at him.“What do you mean?”“The people from the orphanage finally opened up after I kept asking questions. They remembered the little girl who saved you. They said she used to sneak away to the beach near the orphanage because it was the only place that made her feel peaceful. They also remembered that she was diagnosed with leukemia before she was adopted.” He swallowed before looking at me through the rearview mirror. “Boss... every single detail matches Madam Nyelle.”The moment I heard her name, every other word faded into the background.My heart lurched so violently that it hurt.“Drive!” I barked, my voice echoing inside the car. “Drive faster!”Ronan slammed his foot on the accelerator without a
VincentThe officers locked me inside a holding cell for obstruction of justice, and the heavy clang of the metal door echoed through the narrow corridor long after they had walked away. I stood there for a few seconds, staring at the bars before letting out a slow breath and lowering myself onto the hard bench. Cassia's lawyers had arrived almost immediately after my arrest, but despite their arguments and demands, the officers refused to release me. According to them, I would have to remain in custody until the following day while they completed their investigation. It was frustrating, but losing my temper now wouldn't help anyone. A little while later, Ronan was finally allowed to see me. He handed me a thick duvet, a pillow, and a bag containing a few necessities before sitting across from me with the same serious expression he had been wearing ever since the nightmare began. "Boss, I'll find a way to get you out tomorrow," he assured me, his voice calm but determined. "And...
Nyelle “Come meet me at the usual spot.” The moment Nico said those words through the video call, my chest tightened unexpectedly. It had been five years since I stepped anywhere near the racing station. Five whole years since I touched a bike, smelled gasoline in the air, or felt the kind of
NyelleHis words left me slightly shaken, but I refused to let it show on my face. The masked man stood directly in front of me with his arms folded across his chest while his sharp eyes studied me carefully, almost like he was trying to figure out whether I was brave or simply losing my mind.Mayb
Nyelle“What kind of game are you playing right now?” Vincent’s voice came out in a harsh whisper, but the anger inside it still made my chest tighten painfully.His jaw flexed hard as he stared down at the words on my iPad like they personally offended him. The veins along his neck stood out sharp
Nyelle“It’s been five years… and I hate to admit it, but I’ve always loved you…”Vincent’s voice froze me the second I stepped into the dark living room.My fingers tightened around the small cake box in my hands while my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. Rose petals were scattered across the







