His to Ruin, Hers to Reclaim.

Sonia’s POV I started to swallow hard. "You are looking for him? Five years later is what you are. His jaw twitched. "You consider me not regretting that?" His voice fell, with something unvarnished. "You think I should not despise myself for letting you go? Since you knew about him?" My throat grew constricted. I detest this. Angry that part of me wanted to trust him. But I had changed into not that girl. "You did not let me leave, Ethan. You threw me aside. You never turned around after signing those divorce forms. His eyes sank black. "Do not test me, Sonia." "Or what?" I asked as I started to snap. "You would destroy me once more?" He moved forward, near enough to make me feel his body heat. His smell, spiced whisky and might, enveloped me and drew me into treacherous ground. His voice had silk and steel. "No, darling." I'll see to it you never leave me once more. My exhale caught. I molested him. I detested how much I still desired him. I had to flee. Today. I pushed

Sonia’s POV"Celine is back," I remarked gingerly. And she is after our son. Sonia exhaled in a waversing shutter. I could see it occurring—the conflict inside her. The anxiety. The frustration. She held Lucas's hand closer. " She won't touch him." Then remain," I advised. "fight her with me." Her lips quipped. " And you?" I glanced at her. Relentless. "I will fight for you right until my last breath." She drew a quick breath and a tear slid down her cheek. Then before she could respond—a black automobile shrieked to halt next to us. One door opened and a guy emerged. frigidity. merciless. And aiming Sonia a pistol squarely forward."Run!"Ethan spoke sharply and urgently, but my legs stayed still. The man was only a few steps away, his rifle squarely aimed at me. Lucas grabbed my clothing and whimpered terrified. My pulse raced. I found it difficult to breathe. There was nothing like this occurring. Ethan gave the order, "Put the gun down," moving in front of me. Th

– The Ultimatum"Ethan, I'm not here to play your games." "I came to end this." My voice was shaking, even though I tried to keep it calm. I could understand every word better because I had worked on this case for hours. Ethan sat back in his leather chair and didn't seem upset that I had just thrown a knife at his country. His office was made of cold steel and glass, and it smelled like cedarwood and strength. The cityscape of London behind him looked like his kingdom. He teased her by tapping his fingers on the desk to see how tall she was. A low voice came from him, "You always knew how to make an entrance, Sonia." His mouth curled into that annoying smirk. "But don't forget that you don't get to choose when this ends." I moved forward because I wasn't going to let his fear stop me. "I'm not yours to own." Whatever strange pull you think you still have on me, it’s gone. I want nothing to do with you.” His eyes darkened, the smile fading like a mask stripped away. “You think

– Ghosts at the Table“Tell me I’m hallucinating,” I whispered, my grip tighter on the pen still warm from signing away my empire. But I wasn’t. Adrian was reallean, sharp, and simmering with controlled fire as he walked into the boardroom like he owned the air itself. Ethan’s jaw flexed, his mask of calm cracking for the first time since I walked back into his life. “You weren’t invited,” he growled. Adrian grinned, sliding into the empty seat directly opposite Ethan. His gaze flickered quickly to me, lingering with a heat I couldn’t bear and couldn’t resist. “And yet,” he said easily, “here I am. You know me, EthanI never did need an invitation.” The silence was overwhelming. Executives shifted uncomfortably, talking, while Naomi’s sharp eyes darted between us all, calculating. I found my voice, though it trembled. “Adrian, this isn’t your fight.” His gaze pinned me, unflinching. “Isn’t it? When the woman I…” He paused, a muscle in his jaw twitching, “…when the woman you’re tr

– A Dangerous Question“Daddy, are you my daddy?”The little boy’s voice still echoed in my brain long after Sonia dragged him away from the opening. My chest felt crushed under the weight of that simple question. The storm outside rattled the windows, but nothing compared to the storm unraveling inside me. Sonia’s heels pounded the hallway as she carried Lucas into another room, her voice sharp, shaking with fury. “Don’t you dare confuse him more, Ethan! Don’t you dare!” Celine stayed behind, her lips curved in that eerie half-smile, her hand still resting over her stomach like she was cradling more than just herselflike she was holding my destruction. “Think about it,” she whispered before fading into the darkness of the hall. I stood frozen, my hands clenched, the words choking in my throat. When I finally stepped into the room where Sonia had taken Lucas, she was already putting him under a blanket, her voice soft, hiding the rage beneath. “Go to sleep, sweetheart. Everythin