The glow of the television screen filled the living room, flickering across Daniel Morgan's face.He hadn't meant to stay up late, but something about the network's "special sneak peek" caught his attention.
The words at the bottom of the screen made his blood run cold:"Exclusive Preview – The Kiss That Stuns Hollywood."
His jaw tightened as the clip rolled.
There she was—Aria.His wife.The woman he had trusted, defended, and sacrificed for.
Captured on hidden cameras… in Liam Hunter's arms.Their lips locked in a kiss that looked anything but forced.
Daniel's throat went dry.
He leaned forward, gripping the arm of the sofa so hard his knuckles turned white.The producers had slowed the replay, zooming in on every stolen second. The audience was already buzzing online; social media comments flashed at the bottom of the screen:
💬 "Omg they still have chemistry!"💬 "This is the reality show we needed—pure fire 🔥🔥"💬 "Aria's husband must be fuming rn…"
They weren't wrong.
Daniel's chest burned with betrayal. He tried to tell himself it was scripted, that she had no choice… but the way she kissed Liam back, the way her body leaned into his… it didn't look fake.
Memories stabbed through his mind like shards of glass.The night he proposed under fairy lights.Her vows whispered with trembling sincerity.The way she promised: "You're the only man I'll ever love."
And now this.
The TV replayed the kiss again from another angle.Each second drove the knife deeper.
Daniel slammed the remote down on the coffee table.The glass top rattled, threatening to crack under the force.
His breathing was ragged.Anger surged through him, but beneath it, a heavier, more suffocating feeling—heartbreak.
He stood, pacing the room, torn between calling her immediately and waiting for her to come home so he could see the guilt in her eyes.
At that exact moment, his phone buzzed.A notification.
New Message – Unknown Number.
With a frown, he opened it.
📩 "You think this is the first time?Open your eyes, Daniel.The kiss is just the beginning."
His heart stopped.Who sent this?And what did they mean—just the beginning?