They announced my promotion like a death sentence. It was supposed to be a step up, but everyone knew it was about removing me from public view, tucking me into a back room so I couldn't embarrass them anymore. It was behind-the-scenes work. They wanted me invisible."Congratulations," someone mumbl
My thoughts were a chaotic mess. Adrenaline buzzed in my blood like electricity. I couldn't stop replaying the heat between us, my body still twitching with need even as I tried to focus.I wanted to crawl back into his arms. I wanted to throw him against the table and finish what we started. But I
I barely had time to gasp before he pressed his mouth to mine again with a rough, needy sound."God, Amelia," he growled, voice rough against my lips, "I've wanted this all fucking day."I shivered as his words sent heat straight between my thighs."Richard," I breathed back, biting his lower lip, "
The final day of the summit dawned under a brittle sky, the storm having passed in the night, leaving behind puddles that mirrored the gray light overhead. Inside the compound, the atmosphere was no less charged. Council members moved through the halls with clipped footsteps and hushed tones, the we
David stood, every movement of his body slow, deliberate. “This is slander,” he said, voice rising with practiced outrage. “Manipulated data. Fabricated nonsense from a camp that’s losing ground.”I didn’t flinch. “If you’re so confident,” I said, my voice steady but sharp, “release your internal co
Rain slashed sideways across the summit compound as the storm hit in full. Thunder rolled in overlapping waves, loud enough to shake the windows in their frames. The halls buzzed with more than weather—the kind of static that comes when people sense a change in the air but don’t yet know its shape.