LOGINJulia's POV The morning after Elvis agreed to let Noah pursue music should have been a happy one. Instead, panic spread through the mansion. Because Noah was still not back. Nobody knew where he was. His room was empty. His phone was switched off. And he hadn't come home all night. At first, Elvis tried to pretend he wasn't worried. "He probably just needs time." But as the hours passed, even he couldn't hide the concern in his eyes. By afternoon, the entire house was tense. Staff members were making calls. Security teams were searching. Even I couldn't focus on anything. I sat in my room staring at my phone, hoping for a message. Anything. But nothing came. My mother knocked softly before entering. "Have you heard from him?" I shook my head. "No." She sighed. "I'm sure he's okay." I wanted to believe that. But Noah had been carrying years of pain on his shoulders. Years of frustration. Years of anger. What if he decided not to
Julia's POV After Noah walked out of the office, the entire mansion felt different. Empty. Heavy. Broken. Nobody said a word. The sound of the door slamming echoed through the house long after he was gone. I sat frozen in my chair. My heart is still racing. Everything had happened so fast. One minute we were discussing the media scandal. The next minute Noah had confessed he loved me. Then he had announced he was dropping out of university. And finally, he had walked away from his father. I had never seen him like that before. Never. The Noah I knew was sarcastic. Confident. Sometimes arrogant. But tonight I had seen another side of him. A side filled with years of pain and frustration. Years of being told what to do. Years of sacrificing his own dreams. And for the first time in his life, he had chosen himself. Part of me admired him for it. The other part was terrified. Because I knew Noah. Once he made up his mind, there was no changing it. If he left th
Noah's POV The silence inside my father's office was unbearable. Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. The words I had just said seemed to echo around the room. "I'm in love with Julia." I meant every single word. I wasn't taking it back. Not now. Not ever. But judging by the expressions on everyone's faces, my confession had hit harder than I expected. Julia looked stunned. Her mother looked completely shocked. And my father... My father looked furious. The vein in his neck twitched as he stared at me. "You can't love Julia." His voice was sharp. Cold. Dangerous. I clenched my jaw. "And why not?" His eyes widened. Perhaps because I rarely questioned him about the decisions he made. Not like this. "Because she's your sister." "No." I shook my head. "She isn't." "She is part of this family now." "We're not related." "That doesn't matter." "It matters to me." The tension inside the room became almost unbearable. Nobody dared speak
Julia’s POV The images were everywhere. Entertainment blogs. News websites. Social media. Everywhere. I felt sick. Someone had been following us. Watching us. Taking pictures without our knowledge. Noah's jaw tightened as he scrolled through the articles. His face darkened with every picture. My mother sat heavily on a chair. "Oh my God." Elvis looked furious. "What were you both thinking being all loved up in a public space when you are siblings?" I barely heard him. My mind was elsewhere. There was only one person who immediately came to mind. Victoria. Noah apparently had the same thought. "Victoria." I looked at him. "You think so too?" His eyes narrowed. "Who else would do this?" The look on Victoria's face after she caught us kissing flashed through my mind. The anger. The jealousy. The warning she had given me. *Stay away from Noah.* At the time I thought she was being dramatic. Now I wasn't so sure. Elvis immedia
Julia's POV The entire week after the welcome reception felt like a dream. Every day, Noah and I grew closer. What had started as arguments and misunderstandings had turned into late-night conversations, shared smiles, and stolen moments whenever we could find them. For the first time since arriving in London, I felt truly happy. And Noah seemed different too. Lighter. Happier. Less guarded. The walls he had built around himself were slowly coming down. Saturday evening found us alone in the mansion. Our parents had attended a charity gala in the city. Most of the staff had retired for the night. Noah and I were sitting in the home theater watching a movie. At least, that was what we were supposed to be doing. Instead, we spent most of the evening talking. Talking about our dreams. Our fears. Our future. The things we wanted from life. At some point, the conversation faded into comfortable silence. Noah reached for my hand. I let him. Th
Julia's POV Victoria stood at the entrance to the balcony. Her face was pale. Her eyes were wide. Shock quickly transformed into anger. The atmosphere immediately changed. Noah sighed. "Victoria." She laughed bitterly. "Seriously?" Nobody answered. Her eyes moved between us. Then settled on me. The look she gave me made my stomach tighten. It wasn't sadness. It wasn't disappointment. It was hatred. Pure hatred. "How long has this been going on?" Noah's jaw tightened. "It isn't your business." Victoria laughed. The sound was cold. Cruel. "Wow." She folded her arms. "I leave you alone for one week and suddenly you're kissing her?" "Victoria." "No." She pointed directly at me. "No wonder you've been ignoring my calls." The entire situation felt awkward. Painfully awkward. I wished the floor would open up and swallow me. Instead, I stood there in silence. Victoria took a step closer. "You know what?" Her eyes lock
Arabella couldn't get over her encounter with Lord Emerson. She avoided the pond for three days. Not because she wished to. Because she could not survive the embarrassment of facing Lord Edwin Emerson again. Every time she remembered the moment their eyes met through the darkness, heat rus
Edwin came out for a swim to clear his head, he heard footsteps or rustling behind a tree but he ignored it because he suspected it might be some animals. He pulled off his clothing and jumped into the water. Immediately the water touched his skin he felt relaxed relieving the stress of the whol
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