LOGINPART 17 The first few weeks of their shared life passed with a quiet, heavy tension. To an outsider, they looked like newly wedds enjoying their honeymoon phase, but the air inside the apartment was always thick with unspoken words. They spent their days stuck in a repetitive cycle a dance of avoidance and small, sharp stabs of conflict. They argued over the smallest things like whose turn it was to wash the dishes, the way the shoes were left near the door, or why the lights were still on at 2:00 AM. They blamed each other for every minor inconvenience, using anger as a shield to pretend they didn’t care about one another. However, their lives were moving in two completely different directions. Ryan spent his hours inside a quiet, air-conditioned office. Zane, on the other hand, lived a life defined by blood, iron, and the constant shadow of danger. Most nights, Zane would return home with some kind of mark on his skin,
PART 16"Do you have any idea how irresponsible this was?"Olivia's voice echoed through the office corridor, sharp and cold.Emma stood in front of her desk, fingers clenched tightly around the strap of her bag, head slightly lowered."You disappeared for three whole days without proper notice," Olivia continued. "Do you think this is some college project you can walk in and out of whenever you want?""I... I informed Mr.Ryan" Emma said softly."That's not the point," Olivia snapped. "You're part of a team. You have responsibilities. This kind of behavior reflects badly on everyone."Emma swallowed hard.She wanted to say it. She wanted to tell her why she had taken leave. About the hospital. About the medicines. About the sleepless nights beside her mother's bed.But the words refused to come out.Emma's nails dug into her palms.Her vision blurred, but she refused to cry."I'm sorry, ma'am," she said quietly. "It won't happen again.""You k
PART 15 “Here?” Ryan leaned slightly closer to the file spread open on the glass table while Zane flipped through the pages carefully. “Yeah,” Zane replied, tapping one page with his finger. “Sign here. And the next page too.” The wedding reception had finally ended. Most of the guests had already left the hotel, and the loud celebration that filled the ballroom earlier had slowly faded into silence. Only a few hotel staff members were still moving around outside, cleaning up the decorations and empty tables. The three of them Zane, Ryan, and Adam had moved into the private resting lounge connected to the suite floor. The room still carried the leftover smell of alcohol, expensive perfumes Ryan quietly signed the documents one after another while Zane checked each page carefully beside him. “So,” Ryan said lazily while placing his signature on the final page, “exactly one year from today, instead of these papers, we’ll probably b
PART 14 “As I said earlier, this ceremony is not just a wedding. It is also the rekindling of a friendship we once believed was lost.” Victor paused for a moment, his calm voice echoing through the grand hall. Hundreds of eyes remained fixed on him while the soft golden lights above reflected against the crystal decorations hanging from the ceiling. “On behalf of my family and myself, thank you to everyone who came here today. I hope you are all enjoying yourselves. Thank you.” The hall immediately filled with loud applause. Some clapped sincerely. Others did it only out of formality. But no one dared to remain silent. This wedding was not an ordinary one. Two of the most powerful families had gathered under the same roof after years of distance and unspoken bitterness. The guests included famous business tycoons, politicians, actors, and influential people from every field. Expensive perfumes mixed with the scent of fresh flowers fi
PART 13 The atmosphere in the grand hall was thick with the scent of expensive lilies and the stifling weight of expectation. High above, the crystal chandeliers trembled slightly as the heavy oak doors finally groaned open. “They’re here,” Adam announced. He stood to the side, eyes scanning the room to ensure every security detail was in place. On the raised marble platform, Zane stood waiting. He looked less like a groom and more like a king. He wore a dark, midnight-blue suit that caught the light with every impatient shift of his. His white shirt was crisp, the top button undone When he moved his hands, his gold cufflinks flashed a subtle reminder of the wealth and power that had bought this entire day. Then, there was Ryan. Ryan walked up the long, velvet aisle as if he had rehearsed every step a thousand times in a dark room. To the audience, he looked like a classic vision in his simple, well-tailored suit. His shoulders were pulled tight, and his eyes held po
PART 12 Flashback "Love? I’m... in love with him? Seriously, Adam?" Zane had laughed, the sound sharp and defensive. "Then explain to me, what do you think all this means? What’s happening between you two?" Adam had countered, his eyes searching Zane's face for a truth Zane wasn't ready to admit. "I was just messing with him a little, okay?It's all just act, Don't overthink it," Zane had snapped, crossing his arms. "He’s still and always be my enemy.How could i love him 😂ridiculous " . . . "Ryan... Ryan? Why are you standing here? Everyone’s looking for you. Come on, it’s time to head down." Ryan blinked hard, the sudden sound of his sister's voice pulling him out of a deep, dark well of memories. He looked around his room, realizing he had been staring at his own reflection in the full length mirror for nearly twenty minutes without actually seeing himself. It was the wedding day. The suit was tailored perfectly,
PART 6 The silence of the dark room was shattered by the aggressive blaring of a phone. Addy winced, the sound piercing through his skull like a needle. With a groan of pure exhaustion, he dragged a pillow over his ear, pressing down hard and praying tha
PART 5The heavy clicking of heels against the marble floor announced her arrival before she even stepped through the door. The moment Olivia Benjamin entered the office, dressed in a sharp, charcoal-gray formal suit that screamed authority, the air in the room turned cold. Every employee instinc
PART 4"So, is this really the reason you dragged me all the way here?"Ryan didn't look at the luxury decor of the room. Instead, he shot a sharp, icy glance toward his father. His voice was calm, but it held a dangerous edge. "To listen to a joke?"It wasn’t a funny joke. In fact, what Benjam
PART 3Writer's POV :The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, revealing the wide, polished hallway of the conference floor. This was where the high-stakes meetings happensVictor hadn't given his son any details. The phone call had been short and cold: "Get to the conference hall now."As







