LOGINJulianThe phone on my desk vibrated again, the screen illuminating the dark study. It was Lady Eleanor.I didn't answer. I let it ring out, my thumb tracing the rim of my whiskey glass. The liquid amber swirled, catching the dim light of the room. When the vibration finally stopped, I stood up and threw the glass against the brick fireplace. It shattered into a hundred glittering shards.I didn't care about the glass. I cared about the humiliation.I marched out of the study and stepped into the foyer just as the heavy oak front doors flew open. Scarlett stumbled inside. Her neat low bun was destroyed, strands of dark hair whipping across her face. The pale blue dress was stained, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Smears of black mascara tracked down her pale cheeks.She froze on the bottom step of the staircase when she saw me."You're late for lunch, Scarlett," I said, my voice dropping to a freezing tone that usually made grown men flinch.In my right hand, the phone bega
ScarlettThe car drove into a huge mansion filled with guards and maids walking up and down. The driver slowly drove down the path and stopped at the front of a huge door. A security guard opened the door and I stepped out feeling nervous. A maid with a cold expression was there to usher me in. The door groaned as I stepped into the house. The cool, stale air of the foyer clings to her skin. The house felt less like a home and more like a museum. The maid with the expression as wooden as the floorboards beneath them, gestured for me to follow.They moved through a labyrinth of dimly lit corridors and the silence was broken only by the rhythmic click of my heels. Finally, the maid paused before a set of double doors, placing a soft knock before pushing them open.The room beyond was bathed in the amber glow of a dying fire. Eleanor sat by the hearth, a book resting forgotten in her lap. As I stepped into the room, Eleanor rose with a grace that made the space feel suddenly smaller.
ScarlettA sharp knock dragged me out of a heavy, dreamless sleep. I blinked against the bright morning light streaming through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, my body aching from where I had fallen asleep directly on the hardwood floor. At some point during the night, I had managed to crawl onto the plush area rug near the bed, but the heavy silk of the gown was still twisted uncomfortably around my legs, wrinkled and ruined."Miss Vivian?" a cheerful voice called out from the other side of the door. "It’s Chloe. May I come in?"Panic spiked through my veins for a split second before I remembered where I was. Vivian? That was my name now. I scrambled to my feet, my muscles stiff and protesting, and quickly unlocked the door.Chloe stepped inside, holding a silver tray with a steaming pot of tea and a single cup. Her bright smile faltered slightly as she looked me up and down, taking in my smeared makeup, messy hair, and the crumpled formal gown."Oh dear," Chloe said, setti
ScarlettMy fingers shook so hard I almost dropped my phone into the marble sink. I took a deep, ragged breath, trying to stop the wild trembling in my chest, and opened my messages.“We have to leave right now,” I typed, my thumbs clumsy and wet with sweat. “Penelope knows the real Vivian. She’s going to figure out I’m an impostor. Julian, please.”I stared at the screen, watching the little typing bubbles appear and disappear. My heart beat against my ribs like a trapped bird trying to break free.The phone buzzed, the vibration loud against the marble. It was JuliaYou foolish girl. Do not come back out here.Before I could even blink, another text popped up right below it.There is a service exit at the back of the lounge. Take it. Hide your face and go down to the parking garage. Derek is waiting in the sedan. Get in and don't let anyone see you. If you ruin this tonight, your father's medical bills stop getting paid tomorrow.The words felt like a slap to my face. I pulled the
ScarlettMy feet burned inside my heels, but I didn't dare slow down. Julian’s hand was still a suffocating weight on my lower back as he steered me away from the dance floor and straight toward a group of wealthy-looking investors."Smile," Julian murmured, his voice a sharp blade against my ear.My lips stretched into the fake smile again, though my cheeks ached from the effort. My heart was still hammering against my ribs from the dance, a wild, trapped thing. I felt like a lamb being paraded around a room full of wolves, and the biggest wolf of all had his arm wrapped tightly around me."Ah, Julian! A spectacular gala," a heavy-set man with a thick mustache boomed, raising his champagne glass. "And this must be your lovely new bride.""Thank you, Marcus," Julian said. His voice was smooth now, completely different from the icy tone he used when he threatened me. "This is Vivian. She's been the light of my life since we met."I swallowed the lump of disgust in my throat. Light of h
JULIANThe floor was too bright under the chandeliers. It looked like a stage, and I hated stages. I pulled Scarlet into the center of the room anyway. Her hand in mine felt like ice, trembling against my palm. She was terrified of me, and she had every right to be. Every time I reached for her, she shrank back as if I were a shadow waiting to swallow her whole."Don't trip," I muttered. My voice was barely a whisper against her ear as I forced a perfect, charming smile for the crowd. "The cameras are right behind you.""I'm trying," she hissed back, her teeth clenched. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and anger. I could feel the cold, sharp panic flooding her veins, the same dread that made her blood go cold when I first called her by her real name back at the cathedral.I placed my hand on her waist, pulling her flush against my chest. She stiffened instantly, trying to create distance. I didn't let her. The orchestra began a slow, sweeping waltz. We ste
SCARLETI rarely ever had dreams. But that night, I had a very strange one. It was my father. He was fine this time, smiling and even waving at me.When I tried to reach him, I couldn’t move. I cried and tried to call out to him multiple times but he didn’t move.“Please…please don’t leave me.”He s
SCARLET“Ding, ding, ding,” The ringtone was alarming but I paid no attention to it since the call wasn't coming from my phone. I was heading to the dining area to be served breakfast but the mobile's ringtone kept picking my attention. “Ding, ding,” it didn't stop and by impulse I went back up th
SCARLETI woke up the next morning feeling odd. Not bad or dejected as I had been last night. But odd in a way that I knew things were changing.With a sigh, I got out of the bed and quickly freshened up, getting ready for the day. As soon as I left the room, the first place my eyes wandered to was
JULIANThe look in her eyes should have seemed pitiful to anyone. And yet all I felt the longer I stared was disgust.Pure disgust that made me want to rub my skin raw. I pushed her away, ignoring the whimper that left her.Her head fell, eyes bouncing as she put together the pieces of the puzzle. S







