You stopped in your tracks and your eyes narrowed, when you saw—your fiancé, the man you loved. With his arms wrapped around the woman who had tried replace you with a tenderness you had never known from him.

Your heart clenched in your chest but there was no tears and pain. But a smirk appeared on your face, one that screamed vengeance.

Even though your relationship with killian—your fiancé—was nothing more than on paper, You had tried to become his wife, however what he did not know is that you had the backbone of steel and was a powerful woman in your own right, with blood of a mafia father coursing through your vein.

He had been blinded by the gold digger who came. He had chosen to neglect the woman who stood by his side, who loved him without hesitation. **He did not care....but was he the one with the control in this game? It was almost laughable.

She- Liya Michelle had become his everything, blinded by her charms,, while you were cast aside, forgotten or were you?

It was time to make him yours, in a cruel way and show your true colours, control was always yours. Before he could break things off, before he could cut the last thread holding you to him, he saw something that made his breath catch in his throat.

You.

Your lips pressed against his brother’s, Zane.

Killian's heart seized—an unbearable, piercing ache blooming in his chest. It wasn’t supposed to feel like this. He wasn’t supposed to care. Yet, something inside him cracked, something ugly and cruel whispering that this wasn’t right. Weren't you his?

Liya stood beside him, shocked, her laughter like a distant echo, her presence suddenly dull, lifeless compared to the image before him.

For the first time, he truly saw you. Really saw you.

Not as the woman he had cast aside and neglected, but as the woman who had true worth. But as someone breathtaking and untouchable whom he now realized never needed him unlike Liya you were out of his grasp.

And for the for time, the realization hit him, what he truly wanted... You.