Whispers of a Forgotten Night – That night a year ago, I lost control after getting drunk. It became the beginning of my nightmare. A year later, I carefully orchestrated my approach to New York’s wealthiest man, Adrian, solely to use his power and influence to reclaim the assets my stepmother and stepsister had seized from me.
He was cold and arrogant, yet gradually took the bait as I played hard to get. Just when I thought victory was within my grasp, my father exposed my dark past right in front of him. “She was violated, and she has mental problems…” Adrian’s gaze turned ice-cold in an instant. “I can make you Mrs. Knight, and I can just as easily strip that title away.” But what came next was even more devastating.
His first love suddenly appeared with a five-year-old girl, the child timidly calling out to him. “Daddy…” And the secret I’d buried deep in my heart was enough to destroy everyone. The person who slept with me that night a year ago was Adrian. A cold smile curved my lips as I raised my hand to cover my lower abdomen. There was a long scar there. Left behind from childbirth.