เข้าสู่ระบบYULIAAfter everything that happened with Sophie, I no longer trusted anything. I had learned the hard way that the people closest to you could sometimes be the ones hiding the darkest intentions.So when my phone rang that Saturday morning and an unknown number appeared on the screen, I stared at it for a long moment.I almost ignored it. Almost, but something made me answer.“Hello?”“Yulia?”I frowned slightly. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't immediately place it. “Yes?”“It’s Celeste.”I stayed quiet for a second, searching my memory. “Celeste?”She laughed softly. “Yes. Kendrick’s cousin. The one you met at his house.”The name finally clicked.“Oh.” I sat up straighter. “Yes, I remember you now.”“Good. I was worried you’d forgotten me.”A small smile appeared on my face. “I don’t forget people easily.”“I know.” Her voice softened. “Especially after everything that happened.”My smile disappeared slightly. There it was, the reason. I knew it.“You heard about it.”“E
KENDRICKIt had been seven days. Seven days since everything had fallen apart, watching Yulia’s face break when she realized the person she trusted had been the one destroying her life.I stared at my phone sitting on my desk, still no new messages. No missed calls. Nothing. I picked it up again and dialed her number, straight to ringing. Once, twice, and continued, then voicemail.I exhaled sharply and ended the call before leaving another message: Call me, Peaches.I placed the phone back on the desk and leaned into my chair, dragging both hands through my hair.This was the one thing I never knew how to handle. Business? I could negotiate million-pound contracts without blinking. Threats? I knew exactly how to deal with them. Enemies? I knew how to destroy them.But Yulia? The woman I loved refusing to talk to me? That was something I couldn't fix with strategy.I looked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, watching London move beneath me.I hated that she was hurting
YULIAI was finally starting to settle into something that felt like a routine. School kept my mind busy, which was exactly what I needed.The second things slowed down, my thoughts had a habit of drifting back to what had happened a week earlier—the breakup between Kendrick and me, and the revelation that Sophie had been the stalker.That day no longer sat as heavily on my chest as it had before. I'd stopped blaming myself for putting so much trust in Sophie, even though a small part of me still wondered whether my dad and Daphne would have found out about my secret relationship with Kendrick if Sophie hadn't exposed us.Either way, it was over now. At least, that was what I kept telling myself.“Miss Yulia?”I blinked. My gaze snapped to the front of the lecture hall. Our lecturer was looking directly at me. A few students turned in my direction.Heat crept into my cheeks. “Yes, sir?”He smiled knowingly. “I asked whether you understood today's topic.”“Oh.” I glanced at the project
KENDRICKThe weight of everything we'd just heard settled over us like a storm cloud. Adeline was the first to break the silence.She folded her arms across her chest and looked at me. “How did you even find out about those other girls?”“My P.I.” I glanced at Matthew. “Matthew showed me photographs taken when I was with them, so I hired an investigator to look into it.” I sighed. “But the deeper they dug, the uglier it became. She kept records of everything.”Sophie's expression remained cold as I talked.Victor frowned. “Records?”I nodded. “Matthew and the police searched her house after obtaining the necessary warrants. They found journals.”“Journals?”“Yes.” I looked at Yulia. “She documented everything. She kept them like they were achievements.”Yulia's face drained of colour. “Oh my God…”“She even wrote notes about how each victim reacted.”Adeline’s lips curled in disgust. “That is sick.”“She treated people's pain like trophies.”Damon closed his eyes. “I can't believe I
YULIA“What else did she do?” Damon asked.Kendrick glanced at Matthew before looking back at me. “Yulia… you're not the only girl who fell victim to them.”My heart sank. “What do you mean?”He took a breath. “Sophie has been doing this for years.”I felt my stomach tighten. “Years? So it’s not only me?”He nodded. “Every time I became interested in someone, she felt threatened by another woman, and she finds a way to destroy that relationship.”There was a moment of silence.Kendrick continued. “Y’all know Olivia is also a cybersecurity specialist.” I turned to Sophie. “Your cousin here helped to erase evidence, create fake information, and access private accounts.”I cut my eyes at Olivia, and she looked down, crying. “The first time was during college.” Kendrick looked at Sophie. “You remember my girlfriend at the house party?” he quizzed.Sophie was mute. “You and Olivia planned to spike her drink. Set her up in bed with another guy and made it look like she cheated,” Kendrick s
KENDRICKThe private lounge at The Spaniards Inn was one of the few places in London where we could disappear for a while.Tucked away near Hampstead Heath, it had the perfect balance of privacy and comfort. The kind of place where businessmen held quiet meetings, friends gathered after a long week, and nobody cared enough to disturb you.This was where we came to relax, but at this moment, I couldn't relax. I sat back in my chair, staring at the glass of whiskey in front of me without taking a sip.Today was the day. The truth was finally coming out.For weeks, someone had been playing with our lives. Watching us, manipulating situations. Creating misunderstandings, and the worst part was knowing that the person had been close enough to smile in my face while destroying everything behind my back.Right under my nose.Victor leaned forward, studying me carefully. “Bro, are you alright?”I looked up. “Yeah.”He didn't look convinced. “No, you're not.”I sighed. “I'm fine, Victor.”Damo
KENDRICKI shouldn’t have kissed her. It wasn’t even a kiss worth overthinking—just her cheek, a brief moment of contact that should’ve meant nothing.But it did, and that was the problem.I ruffled my hair, staring blankly at the surveillance analytics displayed across my MacBook’s screen while ab
YULIA“This is it?” I asked, glancing around the parking lot filled with cars. “Yes.” Kendrick parked his car and turned to me. “Ever been to a street race?”I shook my head wildly, speechless all of a sudden. His expression barely changed, but his eyes said otherwise . “Then prepare yourself. Yo
KENDRICK“What were they thinking, letting her live with you?” Victor asked, leaning back lazily in the chair across from my desk like he owned the space.“Safety.” I shrugged, flipping through the folder in front of me without bothering to look up. “Apparently, her father thinks London will collap
YULIA“We’re almost there, baby girl.” My father watched me as I angled towards the side window, lost in my thoughts.“I still can’t believe you eloped and got married.” I glanced at him, and he was smiling.“Well… I can’t be single forever. I’m ready to settle down and spend the rest of my life wi







