For months, Y/N tried to make her marriage feel real. Adrian Vale never stopped her from living her life. He didn’t ask where she went, who she met, or why she came home late. To him, she was simply a wife who happened to live under the same roof. So Y/N stopped trying. She stopped waiting for him at dinner. Stopped looking for him in crowded rooms. Stopped caring whether he noticed her. Then she left for a week with her friends. And suddenly, Adrian noticed everything. The empty seat beside him. The silence in the house. The fact that she was laughing somewhere without him. For the first time, the man who never cared where his wife went found himself wondering— Who was making her smile while he was gone? And worse… Why did he suddenly want her attention back?
She was seventeen when she met Matteo. One summer. One island. One love she was never supposed to forget. Then she left. Eight years later, she comes back with an eight-year-old boy holding her hand. Matteo is still on the island. He doesn’t know the boy is his. He doesn’t know she was pregnant. And she doesn’t know that he spent years trying to find her. Somewhere between the letters that never arrived, the secrets her family buried, and the grandmother who knows far more than she says, the truth has been waiting. Because maybe they didn’t lose each other. Maybe someone made sure they did.
Yuji Itadori swallowed a cursed finger and awakened the King of Curses inside him. She was never supposed to become part of that world—she was just a normal girl, Yuji’s closest friend, completely unaware of the danger surrounding him. But Sukuna noticed her. What began as curiosity quickly turned into an unsettling fixation. Now Yuji is determined to keep her away from the curse inside him, while Sukuna has no intention of looking away. Two souls. One body. One girl caught between them. And the King of Curses has finally found something he refuses to ignore.
Every night, she dances for thousands. And every night, he watches. She doesn’t know his name. She doesn’t know why the same man always sits alone in the darkest part of the theater, dressed in black, watching her like he already knows her. Then the flowers begin arriving. No signature. No explanation. Just elegant handwritten notes describing things about her performances that no ordinary admirer could possibly notice. She should be afraid. Instead, she finds herself looking for him in the audience. But Roman Bellini isn’t an ordinary admirer. He’s a billionaire CEO with a name powerful enough to open any door—and a family legacy dark enough to make some doors disappear. She dances beneath the spotlight. He rules from the shadows. And neither of them knows how dangerous it will be when the curtain finally falls.
