This company cannot accept an immature president with idiotic and reckless behavior.
Scarlet Bennett’s voice echoed through the boardroom like thunder, instantly silencing all 15 people present.
Every head turned, gay-haired executives, investors in $5,000 suits and specialized press invited to witness what should have been the triumphant announcement of Thorn Industries $2 billion merger.
Dominic Thorne froze mid-presentation, the slide remote still suspended in the air, his storm grey eyes fixed on the 28-year-old woman who had just interrupted him incredulous.
Miss Bennett.
His voice came out dangerously low.
Are you aware that I’m perfectly aware, Mr.Thorne? Scarlet moved forward from the side of the room where, as senior executive assistant, she should have remained invisible and silent.
Her heels clicked with determination on the Italian marble.
Just as I’m aware that in the last 40 minutes you’ve managed to offend three of our biggest investors, made a completely inappropriate joke about the CFO of the company we’re trying to acquire, and she turned to the screen.
Put the wrong quarterly numbers in the most important presentation of the year.
Deadly silence.
My god, someone whispered across the table.
Victoria Ashford, Dominic’s stunning fianceé, wearing an immaculate white Chanel and a diamond necklace that could buy a house, rose abruptly, her green eyes flashing with fury.
Who do you think you are? She hissed.
Dominic, are you going to allow this this employee to speak to you like that? 2 hours earlier, Scarlet was at her desk reviewing the merger documents for the 10th time when her phone vibrated.
Jade, how’s hell today? Scarlet, worse.
Huge meeting in two ARs and Dominic still hasn’t reviewed the final numbers.
Jade, classic.
At least you survived the first two months.
Three assistants more than the others.
Scarlet smiled bitterly.
Two months working directly with Dominic Thorne had been intense.
He was brilliant, visionary, charismatic when he wanted to be, but also arrogant, impulsive, and seemed to take pleasure in testing her limits.
And there was Victoria.
Victoria Ashford, a to real estate fortune, part-time model, and completely wrong for Dominic.
Scarlet knew it wasn’t her place to judge, but in the last two months, she’d witnessed enough.
Victoria only showed up for social events, treated employees like servants, and seemed more interested in the Thorn surname than in Dominic himself.
Not that it was Scarlet’s problem.
She was there to do her job.
Nothing more.
Or so she told herself every time Dominic smiled that crooked way when she challenged him, or when their fingers accidentally brushed passing documents, or when he looked at her like she was a puzzle he needed to solve.
Stop it, she chided herself.
He’s engaged.
You’re a professional.
Focus.
But when Dominic walked into the most important meeting of the year with the wrong presentation and an attitude bordering on disaster, something inside her simply broke.
Present.
Actually, Dominic said slowly, his eyes still fixed on Scarlet with an intensity that made the air between them feel.
I’m going to allow it.
Continue, Miss Bennett.
Victoria made a sound of disbelief.
Dominic, sit down, Victoria, he ordered without taking his eyes off Scarlet.
I’m curious to hear more about my what was it? idiotic and reckless behavior.
Scarlet swallowed hard, too late to back down now.
The numbers on slide 47 are from Q2, not Q3.
The profit margin is 3.
2% lower.
If we close this deal with incorrect data, it’s not just embarrassing, it’s fraudulent.
And as for your behavior, she turned to the investors.
My sincere apologies on behalf of Thorn Industries.
Mr.
Thorne is under extreme pressure and clearly not at his best today.
Wasn’t, Dominic corrected.
And to everyone’s absolute shock, he began to smile.
A real devastating smile that completely transformed his face.
because someone just saved me from making the biggest mistake of my career.
He turned to the board.
Ladies and gentlemen, let’s take a 30inut break while we correct this data.
Richard, he gestured to his CFO.
Work with Miss Bennett on the corrections.
As the room began to empty in shocked murmurss, Victoria grabbed Dominic’s arm.
We need to talk now later, he said distractedly, already moving towards Scarlet.
Dominic.
But he was already beside Scarlet, lowering his voice so only she could hear my office.
As soon as we’re done here, we have much to discuss, Miss Bennett.
It wasn’t a tone of anger.
It was something far more dangerous.
3 hours later, the merger was approved with praise.
Scarlet was packing her belongings, certain that despite the success, she’d be fired for insubordination when the intercom buzzed.
Miss Bennett, my office now.
She took a deep breath and walked to Dominic’s office, prepared for the worst.
He was standing by the panoramic window, Manhattan’s lights twinkling behind him.
When he turned, there was something in his eyes she’d never seen before.
“You have two options,” Dominic said.
“Option one, accept your termination with a generous severance package and excellent references.
Option two.
He paused.
Marry me.
Scarlet blinked.
I What? You heard me.
He advanced, each step measured.
Predatory.
I need a real fiance, not a gold digger.
I need someone who challenges me, who keeps me on track, who’s not afraid to call me an idiot when necessary.
His lips curved.
I need you.
Are you insane? You’re engaged.
Not for much longer.
His eyes glittered.
So, Scarlet Bennett, do you accept? Before she could respond, the door burst open.
Victoria stood there, her face livid with rage, holding a phone.
“You two are going to regret this,” she said with terrible calm.
“I guarantee it.
” And as Scarlet looked from Dominic to Victoria, she realized her life had just become infinitely more complicated.
The question was which option would she choose? Two days earlier.
Are you absolutely sure about this scar? Like absolutely sure? Scarlet looked at her best friend Jade across the cafe table where they met every Friday after work.
The official paper from Thor Industries still trembled in her hands.
The words promoted senior executive assistant seeming to glow under the soft light.
I I think so.
Scarlet bit her lip.
I mean, it’s an incredible promotion.
More money, more responsibilities, working directly with with Dominic Thorne, Jade completed, making a dramatic grimace.
The Ice King, the Wall Street executioner, the man who made three assistants quit in two months.
I know the risks, Scarlet sighed.
But this is everything I’ve worked for.
5 years climbing from intern to here.
I can handle one difficult boss.
Jade raised an eyebrow.
Famous last words.
At that moment, with hot coffee between her hands and the scent of cinnamon in the air, Scarlet Bennett made the decision that would completely change her life.
She had no idea what challenge she was about to face.
Present, the silence in Dominic’s office was suffocating.
Victoria stood at the door, her perfectly manicured fingers wrapped around her phone like a weapon.
Scarlet’s heart hammered against her ribs as she processed what had just happened.
Dominic Thorne, her boss, Manhattan’s most ruthless CEO, a man engaged to one of New York’s elite, had just proposed to her.
“Get out, Victoria,” Dominic said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.
“Excuse me.
” Victoria’s laugh was sharp, bitter.
You think you can just dismiss me after 3 years together after I’ve introduced you to every important family in this city? You mean after you’ve used my name to climb social ladders while spending my money? Dominic’s tone was ice.
We both know what this engagement really was.
A business arrangement, and it’s over.
Victoria’s face contorted with rage.
She pointed a finger at Scarlet.
You You think you’ve won something? You’re just a desperate little assistant who Careful, Dominic warned, stepping between them.
“Whatever you say next, remember I have an entire legal team.
” Victoria’s eyes narrowed.
She looked between them and slowly, terribly, she smiled.
“You know what? Go ahead.
Marry your little secretary.
But remember this, Dominic.
I know things about your father’s deals, about the offshore accounts, about Seattle.
Scarlet saw Dominic’s jaw clench, a muscle twitching.
You’re bluffing.
Am I? Victoria tilted her head.
Try me.
Let’s see who the press believes.
The respected Ashford Aerys or a CEO with a suddenly very convenient engagement.
She turned on her heel.
You have 48 hours to reconsider.
After that, I go public with everything.
The door slammed behind her.
Scarlet finally found her voice.
What just happened? Dominic moved to his desk, poured two glasses of whiskey with steady hands, and offered one to her.
Sit down, Miss Bennett.
We need to talk.
I don’t want to sit down.
I want to know what the hell you’re thinking.
Scarlet’s hands shook.
You can’t just You can’t just propose to someone like ordering coffee.
And what was she talking about? Seattle offshore accounts? Nothing that concerns you.
He took a long drink.
Yet yet? Scarlet laughed incredulously.
Mr.
Thorne Dominic, if we’re going to be engaged, use my name.
We are not engaged.
Not yet.
he corrected.
And the way he looked at her made her breath catch.
But we will be because you’re smart enough to see that we both need this.
I need Scarlet started, but he cut her off.
You need this promotion to be permanent.
You need the salary that comes with being my wife, not just my assistant.
And you need, he paused, protection.
Protection from what? From Victoria.
from the media storm that’s coming, from anyone who might think you’re just another gold digger.
” He set down his glass.
I’m offering you a contract, Scarlet.
One year, be my wife in public, my partner in business.
At the end, you get a settlement that ensures you never have to worry about money again.
Plus, you’ll have connections that will open any door you want.
Scarlet’s mind raced.
This is insane.
Is it? Or is it the smartest business decision either of us could make right now? He stepped closer.
I watched you today.
The way you handled that room.
The way you didn’t back down even when everyone thought you were committing career suicide.
That’s not just courage, Scarlet.
That’s exactly what I need beside me.
You need a wife who can call you an idiot in public.
His lips curved into that devastating smile.
among other things.
The air between them felt charged, dangerous.
Scarlet knew she should run.
This was crazy.
This was professional suicide.
This was What about love? She heard herself ask.
Something flickered in Dominic’s eyes.
Love is a liability in my world.
But respect, partnership, that’s something real, something lasting.
He extended his hand.
So, what do you say, Miss Bennett? Do we have a deal? Scarlet looked at his hand, then at his face.
Behind that arrogant mask, she saw something else.
Desperation, maybe, or hope.
She thought about her tiny apartment, her student loans, her dreams of making something of herself.
She thought about Victoria’s threats, and the look in Dominic’s eyes when she challenged him in that boardroom.
This was insane.
This was dangerous.
This was I need 72 hours to think about it.
She said, “You have 24 Victoria’s deadline.
” He didn’t lower his hand.
Clocks ticking, Scarlet.
Scarlet fled to her apartment, her mind spinning.
She called Jade immediately.
He did what? Jade shrieked through the phone.
Proposed contract marriage one year.
He’s serious, Jade.
Are you actually considering this? Scarlet looked at herself in the mirror.
I don’t know.
Maybe it’s insane, right? Completely.
Jade paused, but also kind of brilliant if the contract protects you.
That’s what I thought, but Scarlet’s phone buzzed with an email notification.
Her blood ran cold.
It was from an anonymous sender.
The subject line, “Before you decide,” she opened it.
Inside was a single photo that made her world stop spinning.
It was Dominic, much younger, maybe college age.
But it was who he was with that made Scarlet’s hands tremble.
“Jade,” she whispered.
“I need to call you back.
” “Why? What’s wrong?” Scarlet stared at the photo, her mind racing with impossible connections.
“Because,” she said slowly.
I think I just discovered why Dominic Thorne really needs a wife.
And it’s so much worse than I thought.
Scarlet stared at the photo on her phone until her eyes burned.
Young Dominic, maybe 22, standing beside a beautiful dark-haired woman holding a baby.
Both were smiling, a real, genuine smile she’d never seen on his face in the office.
The caption below read, “Some secrets are worth millions.
Others destroy empires.
Choose wisely, Miss Bennett.
Her hands shook as she forwarded it to herself and deleted the original email.
Someone was watching.
Someone knew she was considering Dominic’s proposal, and someone wanted her to know the truth.
She didn’t sleep that night.
Next morning, 16 hours left.
Scarlet arrived at Thor Industries at 6:45 a.
m.
earlier than usual.
She needed answers before making any decision.
The executive floor was empty, silent except for the hum of computers and the distant sound of traffic below.
She moved to the archive room, a space most employees forgot existed in the digital age.
But Scarlet knew old newspapers, magazines, and physical records were still kept there.
If there was a story about Dominic’s past, it would be here.
Looking for something specific, Scarlet spun around, her heart leaping into her throat.
Dominic stood in the doorway, dressed casually in dark jeans and a black sweater, holding two coffee cups.
He looked younger like this, more human.
“I could ask you the same thing,” she said, trying to steady her voice.
“It’s barely 7.
” “I don’t sleep much,” he entered, offering her a cup.
Especially when I have assistants breaking into archive rooms.
I wasn’t breaking in.
The door was open because I opened it.
His eyes were unreadable.
You got an email last night around 10:47 p.
m.
Your expression changed during your video call with your friend.
You’ve been distracted ever since.
Scarlet’s blood ran cold.
You’re having me watched.
I’m having everyone watched right now.
Victoria’s threat wasn’t empty.
He set his coffee down.
Show me what you found.
I don’t know what you’re Scarlet.
He stepped closer.
If we’re going to do this, if you’re even considering my proposal, we can’t have secrets.
Not about this, so show me.
She pulled out her phone with trembling fingers and handed it to him.
Dominic’s face went completely still as he stared at the photo.
The muscle in his jaw worked.
When he finally looked up, there was something raw in his eyes.
pain maybe or old wounds reopened.
Her name was Elellanena, he said quietly.
We met in college.
She was brilliant, beautiful, and from a family that made mine look middle class.
He sat on the edge of a desk, suddenly looking exhausted.
I loved her stupidly, completely.
We got married at 23, kept it secret because both our families would have lost their minds.
Scarlet’s heart clenched.
the baby.
Nathan.
His voice cracked slightly.
He was perfect.
6 months old when he stopped, closed his eyes.
When everything fell apart, what happened? Elena’s family found out about the marriage.
They were old money, traditional, and I was just the ambitious son of a corrupt businessman trying to clean up his father’s mess.
Dominic’s laugh was bitter.
They gave her an ultimatum.
divorce me and get full custody or they’d destroy both of us financially and take Nathan anyway through legal warfare.
Scarlet sat down slowly.
She chose them.
Can you blame her? I had nothing.
My father’s company was drowning in debt and scandal.
She wanted to protect our son.
He ran a hand through his hair.
The divorce was quiet, sealed.
Part of the agreement was that I’d stay away from Nathan until I could prove I was worthy, financially stable, respectable.
How long ago was this? 11 years.
His eyes met hers.
Nathan is 12 now.
I’ve watched him from a distance.
Soccer games, school plays, always in the background.
Ellena remarried 5 years ago.
A senator.
Good man.
apparently gives Nathan everything I couldn’t.
Understanding dawned.
The merger, the desperate need for respectability.
Victoria was supposed to be my ticket back into that world.
Elena’s family moves in political circles.
A marriage to Victoria Ashford would have opened doors, made me acceptable.
He laughed bitterly.
But I can’t do it.
I can’t marry someone I don’t even respect just to see my own son.
But you’d marry me.
Scarlet’s voice was soft.
Dominic looked at her.
Really looked at her.
You stood in that boardroom and called me an idiot in front of the most powerful people in New York.
You weren’t afraid.
You weren’t trying to use me.
You just cared about doing the right thing.
He stood.
That’s worth more than all of Victoria’s connections combined.
Scarlet’s mind raced.
This changed everything.
This wasn’t just a business arrangement.
This was a father trying to earn the right to know his son.
There’s more, Dominic said, pulling out his own phone.
The email you got? I received one, too.
Different photo.
He showed her.
It was recent.
Elena and Nathan at what looked like a charity gala, but circled in red was another figure in the background.
Victoria.
She knows them.
Scarlet breathed.
More than that.
She’s been friends with Elena for two years.
I didn’t know until last month.
Dominic’s voice was tight with controlled fury.
Our entire relationship was a setup.
Victoria knew about Nathan.
She’s been using it as leverage.
That’s why she mentioned Seattle.
Ellena lives there.
Yes.
He moved closer to Scarlet.
And if Victoria goes public with this story, twisted her way, Elellanena’s family will use it to ensure I never see Nathan.
They’ll paint me as the unstable CEO who proposed to his assistant out of desperation, who’s been stalking his ex-wife, who’s unfit to be around a child.
Scarlet stood facing him.
So, you need me to make it look like a real relationship, like you’ve moved on, like you’re stable and respectable.
I need you to help me be the man my son deserves to meet.
The vulnerability in his voice cracked something in her chest.
One year, Scarlet, help me prove I’m worthy of being Nathan’s father.
After that, you’re free with enough money to do whatever you want.
She studied his face, the hard line softened by pain, the arrogant mask stripped away to show the desperate father beneath.
“I have conditions,” she heard herself say.
Hope flared in his eyes.
“Name them.
Full transparency.
No more secrets.
And if at any point this starts to hurt Nathan instead of help him, we stop immediately.
Agreed.
And she took a breath.
We tell my family the truth.
I’m not lying to my mother.
Dominic nodded slowly.
Fair enough.
Scarlet extended her hand.
Then we have a deal, Mr.
Thorne.
He took her hand, but instead of shaking it, he pulled her closer.
Dominic,” he corrected softly.
“We should probably start practicing being familiar.
” Her breath caught as he leaned in, and for one hearttoppping moment, she thought he might kiss her.
Instead, he pressed his lips to her forehead.
Gentle, almost reverent.
“Thank you,” he whispered against her skin.
“You have no idea what this means.
” But as he pulled back, Scarlet’s phone buzzed with a new message.
They both looked down.
Unknown number.
How sweet.
But you should know.
Nathan isn’t the only secret Dominic is keeping.
Want to know what really happened in Seattle 3 months ago? Check your email.
You have 8 hours to back out before I destroy you both.
Attached was a photo that made Scarlet’s blood turn to ice.
It was Dominic just 3 months ago in what looked like a heated argument with a man she recognized from the news.
Senator Marcus Ashford, Victoria’s father, and between them, looking terrified, was Nathan.
Explain now.
Scarlet’s voice shook as she showed Dominic the photo.
His face went white.
Where did you get this? Same person who’s been sending messages.
Dominic, that’s Nathan.
You told me you watched from a distance.
This doesn’t look distant.
He grabbed his coat.
Come with me.
Not here.
These walls have ears.
20 minutes later, they were in Dominic’s penthouse.
The morning sun casting long shadows across the marble floors.
He poured himself a drink despite the early hour.
3 months ago, Nathan showed up at a business dinner I was attending in Seattle.
Dominic’s voice was hollow.
He found me.
His mother doesn’t know.
He snuck out.
The kid is 12 and already smarter than half my executives.
Scarlet’s heart clenched.
What did he want? To meet me.
Dominic’s hands trembled slightly.
He’d found old photos, did research.
He knew who I was and wanted to know why I’d abandoned him.
The pain in his voice was visceral.
I had 15 minutes before Elena’s security found us.
15 minutes to explain to my son why I’ve been a ghost in his life.
And Senator Ashford showed up with Elena’s security team.
He’s protective of Nathan.
Sees him as his own son now.
Dominic set down his glass hard.
He threatened me.
Said if I ever came near Nathan again, he’d destroy me publicly, use his political connections to bury me in Thorn Industries.
But Nathan reached out to you.
Doesn’t matter.
I’m still the biological father who disappeared.
The narrative writes itself.
He turned to face her.
That’s why Victoria’s leverage is so effective.
She’s the senator’s daughter.
One word from her and he unleashes everything.
Scarlet processed this.
So, when you proposed to me, I was desperate.
Victoria had just shown me that photo the day before.
Told me she knew about Nathan’s visit.
She said if I didn’t marry her, she’d tell her father I’d been stalking Nathan.
That I’d manipulated a 12-year-old boy.
That’s insane.
Nathan came to you.
Who do you think people will believe? A respected senator’s family or the ruthless CEO with a history of aggressive business tactics? His laugh was bitter.
I’m already half villain in the press.
This would finish me.
Scarlet moved to the window, her mind racing.
There has to be another way.
There isn’t.
That’s why I need this marriage to look real.
If I’m settled, stable, married to someone respectable who isn’t connected to the Ashfords, it changes the narrative.
Makes me look like someone who’s moved on, who’s building a legitimate life, and maybe someone worthy of knowing his son.
Maybe.
Hope and pain wared in his expression.
Nathan sent me a letter last week through a friend.
Secret.
He wants to meet again.
Wants to know me.
But if this explodes now.
Scarlet’s phone buzzed again.
Another message.
Touching story, isn’t it? But here’s what Dominic didn’t tell you.
Nathan’s letter.
Victoria intercepted it.
She’s been posing as Dominic in emails to the boy for 2 weeks.
Want to guess what Dominic has been telling his son? Check the attachment.
6 hours left.
The attachment was a screenshot of emails.
Her blood ran cold as she read, “Nathan, it’s better if we don’t meet again.
Your mother was right.
I’m not father material.
Focus on your real family.
Forget about me.
” “Oh my god,” Scarlet showed Dominic, whose face contorted with fury.
“That’s not me.
I never.
” He grabbed his own phone, frantically checking.
She hacked my email.
That message went out from my account.
Nathan thinks you rejected him.
I need to call Elena.
Explain.
She’ll never believe you.
Not without proof.
Scarlet’s mind worked fast.
We need to beat Victoria at her own game.
How? She met his eyes.
We announce our engagement today.
Make it public before she can control the narrative.
And we do it big press conference the works.
Then we go to Seattle together as a couple and we tell Elena the truth.
All of it.
She’ll think I’m insane.
Maybe, but she’s Nathan’s mother.
If there’s any chance her son is being manipulated, don’t you think she’d want to know? Scarlet stepped closer.
We have 6 hours.
We can either wait for Victoria to destroy us or we take control of the story.
Dominic stared at her.
You’d really do this? stand in front of cameras and lie about being engaged to me.
Face Victoria’s wrath.
I’m not lying about the engagement.
We have a contract, remember? She managed a small smile.
And I don’t back down from bullies.
You should know that by now.
Something shifted in his expression.
Gratitude, admiration, and something deeper she couldn’t name.
You’re extraordinary, he said softly, then caught himself.
I mean, your strategic thinking is, Dominic.
She placed a hand on his arm.
We’re supposed to be practicing being familiar, remember? He looked at her hand, then at her face.
Slowly, carefully, he covered her hand with his own.
Scarlet, if we do this, if we go public, there’s no going back.
Victoria will make your life hell.
The media will dig into everything.
Are you sure? She thought of Nathan, a 12-year-old boy who just wanted to know his father.
She thought of Dominic’s face when he talked about his son.
She thought of Victoria’s smug threats.
I’m sure.
She squeezed his hand.
Let’s do this.
Two hours later, they stood before a hastily arranged press conference.
Dominic’s PR team had worked miracles.
Scarlet wore a navy dress borrowed from his her hair perfect.
A stunning diamond ring on her finger that Dominic had used from a safe in his.
Is it real? Everything about this is and she wasn’t sure.
Now with cameras flashing and reporters shouting questions, Dominic took her hand.
Ladies and gentlemen, I’m pleased to announce my engagement to Scarlett Bennett, my senior executive assistant and the woman who’s changed my life.
We’ll be taking questions.
Mr.
Thorn, a reporter stood.
Isn’t this rather sudden? You were engaged to Victoria Ashford just yesterday.
That engagement was a mistake, one I’m grateful to have corrected before.
Dominic.
Everyone turned.
Victoria stood at the back of the room, her face flushed with rage.
But she wasn’t alone.
Beside her stood Elena Reeves Ashford, and she was holding Nathan’s hand.
The boy’s eyes met Dominic’s across the crowded room, confused, hurt, and accusing.
“Tell them,” Victoria said sweetly to Elena.
“Tell them all what kind of man Dominic Thorne really is.
” Elena stepped forward, her voice clear and damning.
“Dominic Thorne has been stalking my son, sending him disturbing messages, manipulating a child, and I have proof.
” The room erupted in chaos, and as Scarlet watched Dominic’s world collapse around him, she realized they’d walked straight into Victoria’s trap.
But what Victoria didn’t know was that Scarlet Bennett had one more card to play, one that would change everything.
The press conference descended into madness.
Cameras flashed like lightning.
Reporters shouted over each other.
Security moved to control the chaos.
But Scarlet’s eyes were locked on Nathan.
The boy looked small, overwhelmed, tears threatening to spill.
This wasn’t about revenge or business anymore.
This was about a child caught in adult warfare.
Stop.
Scarlet’s voice cut through the noise.
She stepped forward away from Dominic, her heels clicking with purpose.
Everyone, stop.
Something in her tone made the room quiet.
Even Victoria paused, a smug smile playing on her lips.
Mrs.
Reeves Ashford.
Scarlet addressed Elellanena directly.
Before you say anything else, you should see this.
She pulled out her phone, her hands steady despite her racing heart.
Victoria, you were very thorough with your fake emails.
Very convincing.
Victoria’s smile faltered slightly.
I don’t know what your but you made one critical mistake.
Scarlet projected her phone screen to the room’s display.
You used Dominic’s public email, the one any competent hacker could access, but you didn’t know about the private server.
On screen appeared a completely different email chain, the real one.
Nathan, I want nothing more than to know you, but I need to do this right.
Your mother has every reason not to trust me.
I’m working to become someone worthy of being called your father.
Please be patient with me, Dad.
The room went silent.
Nathan’s eyes widened.
That’s Elena started, her face pale.
Timestamped and verified by our IT department this morning, Scarlet continued, her voice strong.
The emails Victoria showed you were sent from a compromised account.
These are real.
Dominic has been trying to protect Nathan, not manipulate him.
She pulled up more evidence.
server logs, IP addresses, a digital trail that told the true story.
Victoria Ashford accessed Dominic’s public email account using social engineering tactics two weeks ago.
She sent those messages to Nathan, making a 12-year-old boy believe his father rejected him.
Scarlet’s voice hardened, and then she brought that child here to this circus to use him as a weapon.
All eyes turned to Victoria, whose face had gone from smug to cornered.
“That’s ridiculous,” Victoria said, but her voice wavered.
“Why would I?” “Because 3 months ago, Dominic ended your engagement privately.
You couldn’t accept it.
” Scarlet pulled up another document.
“This is a contract you had drawn up contingent on marriage to Dominic.
You’d received $50 million in shares in Thorn Industries.
When he refused, you decided to destroy him instead.
You can’t prove any of this.
Actually, I can.
Scarlet’s smile was sharp.
You see, Victoria, you weren’t the only one who could hire hackers.
Last night, after your threat, I hired the best cyber security firm in New York.
They traced everything back to you, including the anonymous emails you sent me.
Elena stepped forward, her hand tight on Nathan’s shoulder.
Is this true? She looked at Dominic.
Were you really trying to protect him? Dominic’s voice was raw.
Every day for 11 years, I’ve wanted nothing more than to know my son.
But I refused to force my way into his life until I could offer him something real.
Stability, a father he could be proud of.
His eyes found Nathan’s.
I never rejected you.
I could never reject you.
Nathan pulled away from his mother.
tears streaming down his face.
The emails.
You said you didn’t want me.
That wasn’t me, son.
I swear it wasn’t me.
The word son broke something in the room.
Elena’s eyes filled with tears.
Even hardened reporters looked moved.
Victoria saw her moment slipping away.
Fine.
Yes, I sent the emails.
Yes, I wanted to hurt him.
Her voice turned venomous.
But you’re all fools if you think this,” she gestured at Scarlet and Dominic is real.
This engagement is as fake as his concern for that boy.
It’s a publicity stunt to save his reputation.
Silence fell again.
Scarlet felt Dominic tense beside her.
“This was it, the moment of truth.
” “You’re right,” Scarlet said quietly.
Dominic’s head snapped toward her, shock in his eyes.
The reporters leaned forward hungrily.
“The engagement started as a business arrangement,” Scarlet continued, her voice steady.
“Dominic proposed a contract marriage.
One year, then we’d go our separate ways.
” “Scarlet,” Dominic whispered, but she squeezed his hand.
“But what Victoria doesn’t understand,” Scarlet met Elena’s eyes, is that some things can’t stay business.
Not when you see someone fight for what matters.
Not when you watch a man sacrifice his pride, his reputation, everything.
Just for a chance to be a father to his son.
She turned to Dominic and for the first time let him see everything she’d been hiding in her eyes.
I didn’t fall in love with a contract, Mr.
Thorne.
I fell in love with the man who cried in his office when he thought no one could see, looking at photos of a boy he couldn’t hold.
the man who’s built an empire just to prove he’s worthy of 15 minutes with his son.
The room seemed to hold its breath.
So, yes, it started as business, but it stopped being business the moment I realized I’d fight anyone, including you, Victoria, to protect this man and his son.
She looked back at the room.
That’s not fake.
That’s real.
And I’m not ashamed of how it started because look at where we are now.
Dominic stared at her, something raw and overwhelming in his expression.
Scarlet, Mrs.
Reeves Ashford, Scarlet addressed Elena.
I can’t tell you what to do.
But that boy deserves to know his father, and that father has spent 11 years earning the right to know his son.
Victoria tried to destroy that because she couldn’t handle rejection.
Don’t let her win.
Elena looked between them at Victoria’s furious face, at Nathan’s tear streaked cheeks, at Dominic’s desperate hope.
“Get out,” Elena said to Victoria.
“Security, escort Miss Ashford out now.
” As Victoria was led away, screaming threats, Elena turned to Dominic.
“We need to talk privately, all of us.
” Her eyes included Scarlet.
“You, too, Miss Bennett.
If you’re going to be in my son’s life, I need to know you.
30 minutes later, in a private room, Scarlet watched Dominic and Nathan sit across from each other.
The boy looked scared but curious.
“Why didn’t you ever call?” Nathan asked, his voice small.
“Because I wanted to be ready when I did.
I wanted to be someone you could be proud of.
” Dominic’s voice cracked.
“I’m sorry it took so long.
” Nathan stared at him, then asked the question that made everyone’s heart stop.
Would you have really married her? That Scarlet lady just to meet me? Dominic looked at Scarlet, then back at his son.
I would have done anything, but I got lucky.
I didn’t have to settle for pretend because Scarlet is.
He trailed off unable to finish.
Nathan looked at Scarlet.
Do you really love him or was that just for the cameras? Every eye turned to her.
Elena, Dominic, Nathan, all waiting.
Scarlet took a breath and for the first time in her life told a truth she’d been hiding from herself.
“I really love him,” she said simply.
“Even though he drives me crazy.
Even though this is all insane, I love him.
” Dominic stood abruptly, crossed to her in three strides, and kissed her.
It wasn’t gentle.
It wasn’t for show.
It was desperate.
grateful and full of everything they hadn’t said.
When he pulled back, he whispered against her lips.
“I’m falling in love with you, too.
God help me, Scarlet.
But I am.
” A small voice interrupted.
“So, are you guys going to be my stepmom or whatever?” They broke apart, laughing through tears to see Nathan looking at them with a hesitant smile.
But Scarlet’s phone buzzed with a message that made her blood run cold.
Unknown.
Beautiful performance.
But Victoria wasn’t working alone.
Check the parking garage.
You have 5 minutes before the bomb goes off.
Ma, Marcus Ashford, the senator.
And he just declared war.
Everyone out now.
Scarlet’s voice cut through the room like a blade.
Dominic grabbed her arm.
What? Bomb threat.
Parking garage.
4 minutes.
She was already moving toward Nathan and Elena.
We need to evacuate the building.
Dominic didn’t question her.
He hit the emergency alarm and within seconds, security was flooding the floor.
Nathan looked terrified as Elena pulled him close.
“Scarlet, how do you know?” Dominic started.
“Later, move!” She was already dialing 911, her fingers steady despite her racing heart.
They evacuated with hundreds of others, spilling onto the Manhattan street in organized chaos.
Police arrived within minutes.
Bomb squad right behind them.
Scarlet showed them the message and officers immediately began clearing a threeb block radius.
Dominic pulled her aside, his hands gripping her shoulders.
Who sent that message? Marcus Ashford, Victoria’s father.
Her voice was tight.
The senator.
That’s insane.
A senator wouldn’t.
The explosion ripped through the air, shattering windows.
three floors up.
Not the parking garage, the executive floor.
Dominic’s office.
Screams erupted.
Debris rained down.
If they’d still been in that building.
He lied about the location, Scarlet whispered, horror dawning.
He wanted us out, but wanted to destroy evidence.
Your office, the servers, the proof against Victoria.
Dominic’s face went white.
All of it was in my office safe.
Elena pushed through the crowd.
Nathan clinging to her.
What the hell is happening? Before anyone could answer, Scarlet’s phone rang.
Unknown number.
She answered on speaker.
Hello, Miss Bennett.
Senator Ashford’s smooth voice filled the air.
I trust everyone made it out safely.
Good.
I’m not a monster, despite what you might think.
You just bombed a building.
Scarlet’s voice shook with rage.
I eliminated evidence of my daughter’s indiscretions.
There’s a difference.
His tone was pleasant, conversational.
Now, here’s what’s going to happen.
Dominic will release a statement saying, “Today’s accusations against Victoria were false, products of business rivalry and stress.
He’ll apologize publicly, withdraw his engagement to you, and most importantly, he’ll sign over custody rights to Nathan permanently.
“Go to hell,” Dominic growled.
“Or,” the senator continued as if he hadn’t spoken, “I’ll release security footage of you, Dominic, at Nathan’s school last month.
” “Footage that, when edited correctly, looks very much like stalking.
I’ll have you arrested, charged, and by the time you’re cleared, if you’re cleared, Nathan will be traumatized beyond repair.
Elena will ensure you never see him again.
And Miss Bennett, your career, your reputation, your life, all destroyed.
Scarlet looked at Dominic, saw the defeat creeping into his eyes.
He was going to do it.
He was going to give up Nathan to protect everyone else.
No, she said firmly.
I’m sorry.
The senator sounded amused.
I said no.
You don’t get to win.
Scarlet’s mind raced.
Because you made the same mistake your daughter did.
You underestimated me.
Scarlet, don’t.
Dominic warned.
The evidence against Victoria.
It wasn’t just in Dominic’s office.
I uploaded everything to a secure cloud server last night.
encrypted, timestamped, sent to three separate law firms with instructions to release it if anything happened to us.
She was bluffing, but her voice was steady.
And that bomb, every camera in this city caught it.
You think you can make that disappear? Silence on the other end.
But here’s what really dams you, Senator.
Scarlet continued, her voice hard.
This call, it’s being recorded and it’s streaming live to the FBI field office in lower Manhattan.
Agent Rebecca Torres sends her regards, by the way.
She’s very interested in political corruption cases.
The line went dead.
Dominic stared at her.
Please tell me that wasn’t a complete bluff.
About 70% bluff, Scarlet admitted, her legs suddenly weak.
But I did call the FBI before evacuating.
And this call was recorded.
Whether they were listening, she shrugged, trying to look more confident than she felt.
Elena stepped forward.
You’re either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.
Both, Scarlet and Dominic said simultaneously, then looked at each other.
Nathan tugged his mother’s sleeve.
Is dad going to jail? Is that lady? The simple question cut through everything.
This wasn’t about business or revenge anymore.
It was about a 12-year-old boy who just wanted to understand his world.
Elena knelt beside her son.
No, sweetheart.
Your father isn’t going to jail.
And Scarlet, she looked up at her, something like respect in her eyes, is going to make sure of it.
Mrs.
Reeves Ashford, Scarlet started.
Elena, if we’re going to be family, I suppose.
She stood, looked at Dominic.
I was wrong about a lot of things.
I thought I was protecting Nathan by keeping you away, but all I did was make him wonder what was so wrong with him that his own father didn’t want him.
Elena.
Dominic’s voice broke.
Let me finish.
She turned to Nathan.
Your father loved you.
Loves you.
He stayed away because he thought that’s what was best for you.
He was wrong, too.
We were both wrong.
She looked back at Dominic.
So, here’s what’s going to happen.
We’re going to fix this together.
But if you ever ever hurt my son, I won’t.
I swear I won’t.
Nathan looked between his parents, then at Scarlet.
Can I ask something? Anything.
Dominic said, “If you guys get married, do I have to wear a tux? Because Tyler said weddings have really uncomfortable clothes.
” The tension broke.
Laughter, tears, relief flooded through them.
“We’ll negotiate on the tux,” Scarlet promised, ruffling his hair.
“Two hours later, after police statements and FBI interviews, Scarlet and Dominic finally found themselves alone in his car.
” “You saved my life today,” Dominic said quietly.
“Multiple times.
That’s what partners do.
Partners,” he tested the word.
“Is that what we are?” Scarlet thought about everything that had happened.
The fake engagement that became real feelings.
The contract that became something more.
I don’t know what we are.
This started as business and became complicated.
Complicated.
He laughed softly.
That’s one word for it.
He turned to face her.
Scarlet, what you said at the press conference about falling in love with me, was that real? She interrupted.
Terrifyingly real.
I didn’t plan it.
I didn’t want it.
But somewhere between you being an arrogant ass and a desperate father.
I fell completely in love with you.
He cupped her face gently.
I don’t deserve you.
Probably not, but you’re stuck with me anyway.
He kissed her then, soft and sweet and full of promise.
When they broke apart, he rested his forehead against hers.
“What happens now?” he whispered.
“Now we figure out how to actually be together.
No contracts, no arrangements.
Just us.
Just us,” he echoed.
“I like the sound of that.
” Scarlet’s phone buzzed.
She almost ignored it, but the name made her freeze.
Jade, turn on the news now.
They pulled up a news stream on his phone.
A reporter stood in front of FBI headquarters.
Senator Marcus Ashford was arrested an hour ago on charges of domestic terrorism, witness tampering, and conspiracy.
Sources say the evidence came from an unlikely source, his own daughter, Victoria Ashford, who agreed to testify in exchange for immunity.
Scarlet and Dominic exchanged shocked looks.
The reporter continued, “In a surprising twist, Miss Ashford claims she was coerced by her father into targeting Dominic Thorne and was acting under duress.
However, sources close to the investigation suggest this may be another manipulation.
” The video cut to Victoria being led from a building in handcuffs, her face contorted with rage.
As cameras flashed, she looked directly into one and mouthed two words that made Scarlet’s blood run cold.
He’s mine.
Three weeks later, Scarlet stood in Dominic’s penthouse kitchen attempting to make pancakes while Nathan provided expert commentary from the counter.
“That one looks like a blob,” Nathan observed cheerfully.
“Your father requested pancakes.
He didn’t specify they had to be pretty.
Dad can’t cook either.
Mom says he once burned water.
Scarlet laughed.
The easy way Nathan now said dad made her heart warm.
The past 3 weeks had been a whirlwind.
FBI investigations, media frenzy.
But through it all, Dominic had been building a relationship with his son.
Weekend visits, video calls, soccer games.
It was beautiful to watch.
What’s burning? Dominic appeared in the doorway, hair damp from his shower, wearing just jeans and a smile.
“Your breakfast,” Nathan announced.
“Scarlet’s not great at this.
” “Hey.
” She threw a dish towel at the boy, who dodged, laughing.
Dominic crossed to her, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and kissed her neck.
“I think they’re perfect.
You’re biased completely.
” He turned her around, kissed her properly.
Good morning.
Gross,” Nathan said without heat.
“That’s what mom and Marcus do.
” They broke apart, laughing.
This was their new normal.
Chaotic, imperfect, but real.
The contract sat unsigned in Dominic’s drawer.
They didn’t need it anymore.
“So,” Nathan swung his legs.
“Are you guys going to actually get married, or was that just for the cameras?” Scarlet and Dominic exchanged glances.
They hadn’t talked about it.
Everything had moved so fast, and they were still figuring out how to be a real couple instead of a strategic alliance.
“We’re taking it one day at a time,” Dominic said carefully.
Nathan nodded sagely.
“That’s what mom said before Marcus proposed.
Then boom, wedding in 3 months.
” He grinned.
“I’m just saying if you guys do get married, I want to be best man, not some random uncle.
” Deal, Dominic said, ruffling his son’s hair.
Scarlet’s phone buzzed.
Jade’s name flashed.
Jade, have you seen the morning news? Call me.
A cold feeling settled in Scarlet’s stomach.
Turn on the TV.
The news anchor’s face was grave.
Breaking news in the Asheford case.
Victoria Ashford was released on bail this morning and in a shocking press conference, she’s claiming new evidence proves Dominic Thorne orchestrated the entire scandal to frame Senator Ashford and steal his son.
The screen cut to Victoria, looking pale but composed, standing beside her lawyer.
“I was manipulated,” Victoria said, her voice trembling.
“Dominic Thorne is a master manipulator.
He seduced his assistant, used her to create false evidence and has been planning this custody grab for months.
I have proof that he paid hackers to frame my father and me.
That’s a lie, Scarlet shouted at the screen,” Victoria continued.
“And I have testimony from someone very close to the situation, someone who witnessed everything.
” She stepped aside.
Scarlet’s world tilted.
On screen stood Marcus Reeves, Elena’s husband, Nathan’s stepfather.
The senator.
Oh god, Dominic breathed.
I’ve known Dominic Thorne for 2 years, Marcus said to the cameras.
He’s been obsessed with Nathan with destroying our family.
Elena tried to protect our son, but Thorne found a weapon in Miss Bennett.
Together, they’ve manufactured this entire scenario.
He’s lying.
Nathan jumped off the counter.
Dad didn’t do anything wrong, but the damage was spreading.
Scarlet’s phone exploded with calls.
Dominic’s, too.
The news was everywhere.
We need Elena, Scarlet said.
She can refute this.
Tell them Marcus is lying.
Dominic was already calling.
It went to voicemail.
He tried again and again.
She’s not answering.
His face was pale.
Why isn’t she answering? A text came through on Scarlet’s phone.
Unknown number.
Looking for Elena? She’s with me.
If you want her and your precious reputation intact, come to the Ashford estate alone.
Both of you.
You have 1 hour.
Come with police and I release documents that will destroy you both permanently.
The It’s a trap, Scarlet said.
Obviously, Dominic was already grabbing his keys.
But we don’t have a choice.
You’re not going without me, Scarlet.
We’re partners, remember? You don’t get to be noble and stupid.
She turned to Nathan.
Sweetheart, we need you to stay with I’m coming, too, Nathan said firmly.
That’s my mom.
Absolutely not.
Dominic and Scarlet said in unison.
She’s my mom.
Nathan’s eyes filled with tears.
I’m not letting Victoria hurt her.
Dominic knelt before his son.
Which is exactly why you need to stay safe.
I need to know you’re okay so I can focus on getting your mother back.
He pulled out his phone.
I’m calling your uncle James.
He’ll stay with you.
30 minutes later, they were in Dominic’s car, speeding toward the Asheford estate in Connecticut.
Scarlet had sent their location to Jade with instructions to call the FBI if they didn’t check in every 30 minutes.
“This is insane,” she muttered.
“Welcome to my life.
” Dominic’s hands were tight on the wheel.
“I’m sorry for all of it.
You should be planning your career, not driving into whatever nightmare Victoria has planned.
Stop apologizing for giving me the most exciting three months of my life.
” He glanced at her, surprised.
exciting, terrifying, infuriating, occasionally wonderful.
She reached over, took his hand, but never boring.
And I wouldn’t trade it.
Even if Victoria actually kills us, even then, she squeezed his hand.
Though I’d prefer to live.
We have a wedding to not plan and a kid who wants to be best man.
About that, Dominic started.
Then his phone rang.
Victoria, he answered on speaker.
We’re 5 minutes away.
Good.
Park at the main entrance.
Come inside.
No phones, no weapons, no tricks.
If you’ve hurt Elena, she’s fine for now.
Clocks ticking.
Dominic, the line went dead.
The Ashford estate loomed before them.
A sprawling mansion that looked more like a fortress.
As they parked, Scarlet’s instincts screamed that this was wrong.
Last chance to turn back, Dominic said.
Not happening.
They walked to the entrance together.
The door opened before they could knock.
Victoria stood there and for the first time, Scarlet saw her without the polish, hair messy, makeup smudged, eyes wild.
“Welcome,” Victoria said, her smile brittle.
“Let’s end this, shall we?” She stepped aside and they entered.
The door slammed shut behind them.
Inside, Elena sat in a chair, looking shaken but unharmed.
Marcus stood beside her, his expression unreadable.
“What is this?” Dominic demanded.
“This,” Victoria said, pulling out a gun.
“Is where you finally choose your son, your reputation, or your life.
” The gun was pointed directly at Scarlet.
“You want Nathan? Fine.
sign these custody papers, giving me full legal guardianship.
You want your reputation? Confess to everything on camera or her finger tightened on the trigger.
I shoot her, claim self-defense, and you lose everything anyway.
Victoria, stop.
Elena struggled against her restraints.
This is insane.
Insane? Victoria laughed high and desperate.
I gave him everything.
I could have made him king of this city, but he chose her, a nobody, an assistant.
Scarlet watched the gun shake in Victoria’s hand.
Behind Victoria, she saw movement in the shadows.
Someone else was there.
Victoria, Scarlet said carefully.
You don’t want to do this, don’t I? Victoria’s eyes were wild.
What do I have left? My father’s arrested.
My reputation is destroyed.
All because of you.
No, because of your choices.
Scarlet took a small step forward.
You can still walk away from this.
There is no walking away, Victoria’s voice cracked.
Don’t you understand? I love him.
I’ve always loved him.
Then let him go, Scarlet said softly.
Real love means wanting someone to be happy, even if it’s not with you.
Victoria’s hand trembled, the gun wavering.
I can’t.
The figure in the shadows moved fast.
Senator Ashford, not arrested, not in custody, lunged forward and grabbed the gun from his daughter.
But instead of helping them, he pointed it at Dominic.
“Nobody,” he said coldly.
“Destroys my family.
” And as Scarlet screamed, the gun went off.
The gunshot echoed through the mansion.
Scarlet’s scream died in her throat as Dominic stumbled backward, but no blood appeared.
The bullet had hit the marble column beside him.
Senator Ashford’s hand shook.
I’m not a murderer, but I will protect my daughter by helping her commit crimes.
Elellanena’s voice cut through the tension.
She’d somehow freed herself from the restraints.
Marcus, what have you done? What I had to The senator’s composure cracked.
Victoria needed help, and I You made everything worse.
Elena said, her voice breaking.
You taught her that manipulation and threats were solutions.
You enabled this.
FBI agents suddenly flooded through every entrance, weapons drawn.
Drop the gun now.
Senator Ashford froze, then slowly lowered the weapon.
Victoria collapsed, sobbing.
Agent Rebecca Torres stepped forward.
Senator Marcus Ashford, you’re under arrest again.
This time, we have you on video.
She pointed to small cameras hidden throughout the room.
Every word, every threat.
Scarlet’s knees went weak.
Dominic caught her, pulled her close.
“How?” he started.
“Your son,” Agent Torres said with a slight smile.
“Nathan called us from his uncle’s house.
” Said his father and Scarlet were walking into a trap.
“Smart kid.
He’d hidden a tracking device in your car and gave us remote access to your phone.
We’ve been watching everything.
He’s 12, Scarlet whispered, caught between pride and horror.
He’s your son, Agent Torres said to Dominic.
What did you expect? Two months later, Scarlet stood in front of her apartment mirror, smoothing down the simple white dress.
Not a wedding dress.
Not yet.
Today was different.
You look beautiful, Jade said from the doorway, nervous.
Terrified.
Scarlet’s hands shook slightly.
What if Nathan hates this? What if Elena changes her mind? What if Stop.
Jade turned her around.
That boy adores you.
Elena trusts you.
And Dominic looks at you like you hung the moon.
This is your moment.
Enjoy it.
The moment was a small ceremony at the courthouse.
Not a wedding, but something equally important.
Dominic was officially regaining partial custody of Nathan with Elena’s full support, and Scarlet would be there, officially introduced as his partner.
At the courthouse, Nathan practically tackled her with a hug.
You came.
Wouldn’t miss it, kiddo.
She ruffled his hair, then looked up to see Dominic watching them with such open love it made her heart ache.
He crossed to her, took her hands.
Hi.
Hi.
Yourself.
She smiled.
Big day.
The biggest.
He kissed her forehead.
Thank you for everything.
The ceremony was simple but profound.
The judge granted Dominic joint custody with Nathan splitting time between both homes.
Elena hugged Dominic afterward, tears in her eyes.
“Take care of him,” she whispered.
Always,” Dominic promised.
As they left the courthouse, Nathan, between them holding both their hands, photographers snapped pictures.
But Scarlet didn’t care anymore.
“Let them look.
” This was her family.
“So,” Nathan said as they walked.
“Now that the custody thing is official, can we talk about the other thing?” “What other thing?” Dominic asked.
Nathan stopped, looked up at them with exaggerated patience.
The wedding thing? You guys have been dating for like 5 months.
When are you actually getting married? Scarlet laughed.
Nathan, because I already asked my mom and she said it’s fine.
And I have the rings picked out.
And Uncle James knows a great venue.
And you have rings picked out.
Dominic’s eyebrows rose.
Well, yeah.
I knew you’d be too chicken to propose properly.
Nathan grinned.
“So, I’m helping.
” “You’re welcome.
” Scarlet and Dominic exchanged glances, torn between laughter and amazement.
“Kid,” Dominic said.
“You can’t just plan someone else’s wedding.
” “Why not? You adults are so slow at this stuff.
” Nathan pulled out his phone.
“Look, I made a Pinterest board and everything.
” That evening, after dropping Nathan at Elena’s, Dominic and Scarlet sat on his penthouse balcony.
the city lights spreading before them.
Our son is planning our wedding, Dominic said, still sounding dazed.
“Our son,” Scarlet tested the words.
“I like how that sounds.
” “Me, too.
” He turned to face her.
“Scarlet, I know we’ve talked about taking things slow, but Dominic Thorne, if you’re about to propose because our 12-year-old told you to.
I’m proposing because I can’t imagine my life without you.
” He slid off the couch onto one knee.
Because you called me an idiot in front of the board.
And somehow that was when I started falling in love with you.
Because you risked everything for my son.
Because every morning I wake up and my first thought is you.
Tears blurred Scarlet’s vision.
You’re doing this? Really? Really? He pulled out a ring.
The same one from the fake engagement, but somehow it looked different now.
Real Scarlet Bennett, will you marry me for real this time? No contracts, no arrangements, just love.
Yes, she whispered.
Yes, yes, yes.
He slipped the ring on her finger, stood, and kissed her like she was air and he’d been drowning.
When they broke apart, her phone buzzed.
A text from Nathan.
Nathan, did he do it? Did he finally propose? Uncle James owes me $20 if he did.
They burst out laughing.
Scarlet, he did.
We’re getting married.
Nathan, finally.
Okay, check that off the list.
Now we can start planning.
I’m thinking spring outdoor venue.
And I definitely get to be best man, right, Dominic? Yes, you can be best man.
Nathan, perfect.
Going to bed now.
Love you guys.
Scarlet stared at those three words.
He said he loves us.
He does.
Dominic wrapped his arms around her.
We’re a family now.
A very weird, complicated family.
The best kind.
They stood there wrapped in each other as the city sparkled below and their future stretched out before them.
Uncertain, chaotic, and absolutely perfect.
6 months later, the wedding was beautiful.
Nathan had been right about everything.
The spring date, the outdoor venue, even the flowers.
He stood as best man, beaming as Scarlet walked down the aisle.
But the real surprise came during the reception.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Nathan tapped his glass, standing at the microphone like a pro.
“I have an announcement.
Will my parents do?” Scarlet and Dominic exchanged confused looks.
Nathan grinned.
Apparently, when you give two overachievers a happy ending, they get really happy.
So, in about 7 months, I’m going to be a big brother.
The room erupted.
Scarlet’s face went bright red.
Dominic laughed, pulling her close.
“You told him before telling me?” she hissed.
“He guessed.
He’s terrifyingly perceptive.
” Nathan continued, “So, yeah, I’m already planning the nursery.
Uncle James is helping.
We’re thinking dinosaurs or maybe space themed.
As their friends and family laughed and cheered, Scarlet looked at Dominic.
“This is our life now.
Chaos managed by a 12year-old.
” “Best life ever,” Dominic agreed, then kissed her as cameras flashed, and Nathan made gagging noises.
Across the room, Jade whispered to Ellena.
You think they know Nathan’s already picked out colleges for the baby? Elellanena laughed.
Probably not, but they’ll figure it out.
And somewhere in a minimum security facility, Victoria Ashford watched the wedding coverage on TV.
Her lawyer entered with papers.
“The parole board meeting is next month.
” “With good behavior.
I don’t want parole,” Victoria said quietly, turning off the TV.
“I need help.
real help.
She looked at her lawyer.
Can you find me a therapist? For the first time in years, Victoria Ashford was choosing differently.
The end.
