WARNING!!! , SOME CHAPTERS IN THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES 

"Sign it, Aria. Don’t make this more pathetic than it already is."

The smell of his expensive cologne mixed sickeningly with the scent of her stepsister’s perfume on the damp hotel sheets. Julian didn’t look like the man who had whispered promises of forever an hour ago; he looked like a predator closing a trap. Beside him, Elena smirked, pulling the silk duvet higher over her shoulder—a silent, triumphant taunt.

"You were having sex with her," Aria whispered, her voice cracking as the roar of the fashion show’s bass thumped through the walls of the dressing suite. "On my runway night. In our bed."

"Technically, it’s my bed now," Elena chirped, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Just like it’s my lead spot in the show. You’re trending, sister. But not for the fashion."

Julian shoved the fountain pen into Aria’s trembling hand. "The scandal hits the press in ten minutes. Your career is dead, your reputation is ashes, and this divorce is your only way out before the sponsors sue you for every cent you own. Sign the papers, take your shame, and disappear."

With a numb heart and a hand that felt like ice, Aria scribbled her name, severing her life.

An hour later, rain lashed against the neon lights of the city as she stumbled into a darkened bar, a ghost in a couture gown. She didn't want comfort; she wanted to feel something other than the knife in her back. When the man in the corner—shadowed, lethal, and radiating a terrifying power—offered her his hand and a night of forgetting, she took it.

She didn't know his name. She didn't know he was the most dangerous man in the financial world. She only knew that as she walked away from the wreckage of her life the next morning, she was carrying a secret that would one day bring the world to its knees.

The bullet hit me on my left shoulder and Elena pulled the second trigger on Luca and he fell to the ground.


"Luca!" I screamed in horror, my voice cracking violently.


Elena staggered backwards immediately, pretending to panic. "Oh my God… oh my God… what have I done?" she cried dramatically, her hands shaking around the fake gun.


I walked up to him in tears as I pulled him up to my chest.


"Luca ,stay with me." I cried. "Baby, look at Mommy. Open your eyes for me." My hands trembled against his small body. "Elena why did you do this?"


Elena swallowed hard and forced tears into her eyes. "I… I didn't have a choice." She sniffed loudly. "They would've killed me too."


"I trusted you," I sobbed loudly for effect while blood from the fake wound stained my shirt. "How could you point a gun at a child?"


Elena looked around nervously, remembering the hidden watchers. "I am done here." She said and walked away.


Chapter 42 - 042 PLAN B & LONG NIGHT