Inside stood Raina Voss, the head of Luna’s Special Projects Division. Young, brilliant, and dangerously ambitious. Luna entered without warning. “Shut the door.” Raina turned, one brow lifting. “No knock?” “No need,” Luna said. “Not when betrayal’s already in the room.” The air froze. Raina crossed her arms. “That’s a bold accusation. Even for you.” Luna stepped closer, a storm behind her eyes. “Three people had access to the neural interface framework. Me, Benedict and you. Benedict has clearance logs. I have biometric proofs. But someone triggered a ghost protocol in the design files. A backdoor left open long enough for data to be siphoned.” Raina laughed once. “You think I’m working with Victor Raithe? That I’d side with a man who thinks the world is a chessboard soaked in gasoline?” “I think,” Luna said, “you want power badly enough to think you can outplay him.” Raina’s expression shifted briefly. There was a flicker of something uncertain. Then her lips cur

“I cannot believe my own daughter would speak to me like that... all because of that bastard!” June hissed under her breath as she paced restlessly behind the house, her heels clicking sharply against the stone path near the garden. Her voice trembled with indignation. “I’m doing all this for her future! She needs to be with someone of high class, someone known, respected in society. But now she wants to throw it all away for that lunatic from the Quarry? I will not stand by and watch this happen. Not on my watch!” Her eyes burned with fury as she ranted to the cold wind. From the back porch, Leon watched his wife with a deep frown. Her movements were wild and agitated, her hands slicing the air as she vented her frustration. He sighed heavily, then walked down the steps and made his way toward her, keeping his tone calm and measured. “Hon, what’s wrong?” he asked softly, trying to anchor her storm with his usual serenity. June whirled around, her expression tight with suppres

The sun had barely set when Luca Ashford received a text message. He was seated on a jagged cliffside, the wind from the valley below was soothingly refreshing for him it was more like an everyday routine for him. He actually relates well with nature. Through the peaks of Starlight Mountain, this secluded place perched high above the world, had always offered him solace and clarity but not today. His phone buzzed once. A message from Silver. “Jason Stewart went over to the Thornton's but left in rage, he is planning something big tonight. Public dinner, public proposal. Be ready.” Luca stared at the words for a long moment, his jaw tightening. He clutched the phone so hard his knuckles whitened. Jason! The perfect son of the perfect family, the golden heir with his manicured lies and polished charm. Always adored, always untouchable. And tonight, he had dared to drag Amelia into his performance? Luca stood, fists trembling, eyes burning with betrayal and rage.

The white SUV glided smoothly through the narrow winding road, its tinted windows concealing the tension pulsing inside.Amelia sat stiffly in the passenger seat, arms folded tightly across her chest.Now they were silent in the SUV. Even Luca’s usual cheeky grin was missing. His jaw was clenched, eyes focused ahead.Amelia frowned."Where are we even going?" she asked, unable to hide the edge in her voice.Luca glanced at her with a small, unreadable smile. “Somewhere safe. Somewhere that doesn’t smell like judgment and old money.”Amelia rolled her eyes. “That’s quite something even for you and dramatic.”But when the SUV turned past the tall iron gates, gates guarded by two men in suits.Amelia’s sarcasm faded into stunned silence.A mansion stood at the end.Not just a house, not even just a big house. A mansion four stories high, modern yet regal, with glass panels, marble columns, and fountains flanking the wide stone steps.Amelia’s mouth dropped slightly."Wait. Are we… are we

The glasshouse was one of the only surviving structures from the once grand Gray estate, which was now something of the past. It was laced with memories, happiness, laughter, pain and sadness. But now, the once grand Gray estate was twisted with vines. Luna stood just outside, breath fogging in the night air, the weight of recent issues or battle's sign of fellow companies aiming to soil everything her father had worked so hard for, settled on her shoulders and was weighing her down. She stepped inside, boots crunching over broken glass and dead leaves. A voice came from the shadows. “I never thought I’d see you come back here. Not after everything that happened.” Luna froze, she wasn't expecting to see someone or anyone whatsoever on her family's forgotten estate. That voice was one that gave her many feelings, but maybe her mind was playing tricks on her because the voice belonged to someone whom she had erased from her memory for the sake of her sanity. She turned