The Winter He Lost Her

Nick Horden was the kind of man everyone in New York’s elite circles whispered about. He was rich, reckless, and a little unhinged. But for all his chaos, he only ever cared about one person: Lisa Winters, a girl with nothing to her name, the half-starved homeless girl he once pulled off the streets.

From fifteen to twenty-five, he gave her everything. His love, his devotion, and every bit of tenderness a man like him was capable of.

Then one day, another woman appeared.

Nick said she was different. She had been through hell, fought her way back, and refused to break. And little by little, she took Lisa’s place…

Nick Horden was the kind of man everyone in New York’s elite circles whispered about. He was rich, reckless, and a little unhinged. But for all his chaos, he only ever cared about one person: Lisa Winters, a girl with nothing to her name, the half-starved homeless girl he once pulled off the streets.

From fifteen to twenty-five, he gave her his whole heart. He spoiled her, protected her, and made her the center of his world.

Lisa loved the violin, so Nick dropped everything to travel with her overseas to study music. Even when he lost billions in the stock market because of it, he didn’t care.

He expressed his love in grand gestures, sending fleets of luxury cars filled with gifts to her door and livestreaming his marriage proposal every day for 999 days straight.

When his powerful family refused to accept her, he endured three days of brutal punishment to break through their rules of class and bloodline. In the end, he gave her a wedding that looked like something out of a fairy tale and made her the envy of the entire city.

Now, that same man who once adored her was forcing her to kneel in the snow, dressed in nothing but a thin nightgown.

All because he thought she had driven away his new lover, a woman he had known for only six months.

“Baby, tell me,” Nick said from where he sat across from her, twirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. “What did you say to Susie?”

His tone was soft, almost sweet, but his eyes were colder than the snow outside. It sounded less like an accusation and more like casual small talk.

Lisa’s body was numb from the cold. Her teeth chattered as she spoke. “Nick, I’ve never even met Susie Sanders.”

Nick gave a faint smile. “Baby, that’s not true.”

He lifted his hand, and a bodyguard stepped forward with a phone. Nick pressed play.

On the screen, Lisa’s younger brother lay in a hospital bed. Someone had pulled the breathing tube from his mouth. His face was turning purple, his body jerking in pain.

“Nick, please,” Lisa cried, grabbing his legs. “He’s all I have left. Don’t hurt him. Please believe me. I didn’t say anything. I don’t know where she is.”

Nick leaned forward and wiped