James’s POV

My mansion had been empty for the past five years since I lost her. Every success was just to fill up the void and repaint her name on her walls, and honestly, everything was going fine. Everything was so perfect until Ava. She stirred the wheel again, bringing back old memories as well as the urge to recreate them.

It took a lot from me not to start spying on her to make sure that she was safe and that before anyone would dare to hurt a hair on her head, I'd be away and save her from the danger in time. Regardless, there was still little I...