When billionaire Ethan Graves pulled into the driveway that afternoon, he was ready for the soundtrack of home—Lily’s laughter bouncing through the courtyard, the splash of the fountain, the soft thud of a soccer ball against stone.

Ethan went rigid. Through the SUV’s tinted glass, his seven-year-old, Lily, stared back at him, face ashen, her small fists thudding weakly against the window. The heat outside hovered near 100°F; the air felt like it could scorch a lung. Maria Lopez, the housekeeper, cried out, “She’s not breathing!” and hurled a rock again. The […]

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“You’re an old mouse,” my boss snapped. She didn’t know that at night I’m a hacker—and I have all her secrets, which I’ll expose to everyone.

— Redo it. I want it on my desk by morning,” my boss Tamara’s voice clanked like a bolt being drawn. She tossed a folder with the report onto my desk. The corner of the pricey leather jabbed unpleasantly into my stack of papers. “Tamara Igorevna, but we submitted this project last week. Everything was […]

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I invited the whole family to dinner and set before each of them a beautiful, but empty, patterned plate. And only in front of my granddaughter did I place a dish heaped with food.”

Elizaveta Prokhorovna Vorontsova swept the table with a heavy, all-knowing gaze. Her whole family was gathered. Her son, Vsevolod Prokhorovich, with his wife Larisa. Her daughter, Irina Prokhorovna, with her husband Boris. And Yekaterina Borisovna, her granddaughter Katya—slender as a reed, with quiet, observant eyes that adults mistakenly took for frightened. The air smelled of […]

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I was my family’s unpaid housekeeper until, on my milestone birthday, I left on business to another country.

Elena Vladimirovna was standing at the stove, stirring soup, when her husband walked into the kitchen and tossed an invitation onto the table. “Your class reunion,” Sergei said without looking up from his phone. “This Saturday.” She glanced at the invitation. Thirty years since graduation. A pretty card with gold lettering. “You’re going, right?” she […]

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She dropped by her husband’s work—and overheard his conversation with a friend. She still can’t believe it could be true.

Anna stood in the kitchen, immersed in pleasant chores. Outside, morning was slowly breaking, filling the room with a soft golden light. Today she had a day off—the first after weeks of intense work—and she had planned every hour in advance. “Anyuta, how about we hit the shops? Refresh your wardrobe, have a little fun?” […]

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— Your sister has been living with us for the third month, not working, and telling me what to do? Here’s how it’s going to be: either she’s gone by tomorrow, or the kids and I are moving out and you stay here with your sister!

— Sveta, did you put onion in the cutlets again? I told you, it gives me heartburn. Angela’s voice, lazy and drawling, seeped into the kitchen from the couch in the living room, which had become her personal lair over the past three months. Without turning around, Svetlana brought the heavy knife down on the […]

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