Chapter: CHAPTER 10Damien POV "Damn! Who's the hot chick?" I turned to find Marcus leaning against the wall, watching Morgan disappear with a predatory look because to him she's just another new toy. "None of your business," I said flatly. "Come on, D." Marcus pushed off the wall, that shit-eating grin spreading across his face. "You can't just parade a woman like that through the building and expect me not to notice. She's fucking gorgeous. Those eyes? That body? Please tell me she's single." "She's the model for the new project launch." I headed back toward my office. Away from the elevators, far from the lingering scent of her perfume that was doing things to my head. "Which means she's off-limits to you." "Off-limits?" Marcus followed me, laughing. "Since when do you care who I hook up with?" "Since I'm paying her a million dollars to represent this company." I stopped at my office door. Turned to face him. "And I'm not about to let you fuck that up because you can't keep it in your pants fo
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9Morgan POVMy eyes didn't move from the presentation screen.I sat in the sleek conference room, the correct one this time, and stared at the images flickering across the wall. They ranged from Campaign concepts, target demographics, and brand partnerships.All of which I knew, I mean this wasn't my first rodeo. However none of it registered.Because Damien was sitting two seats away from me. Close enough that I could smell his cologne. Far enough that I could pretend he didn't exist.Except he did exist. Very much, and he was talking.His voice filled the room. It was very professional, straight to the point, didn't dilly dally and quite powerful. Powerful in the sense as he sounded like a man who commanded billion-dollar empires and expected everyone to fall in line."—luxury market positioning with cross-platform integration—"I nodded like I understood, as if my brain wasn't screaming at me to jet away from him. Kathy sat beside me, taking notes furiously. Asking questions. B
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8Morgan POV"I—I—"I stammered as my body shook with uncontrollable shock. "I asked you a question." His voice rose again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my meeting?"I finally blinked. Once. Twice. Trying to make my brain work."I'm sorry," the words tumbled out. "Wrong room. I got the wrong room. I'm so sorry."I didn't wait for a response.I turned and ran.Not walked. Ran.Down the hallway like something was chasing me. Past the frosted glass offices. Through the door. Into the reception area that was suddenly too small and too bright.The elevator. I needed the elevator.I jabbed the button repeatedly. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hit it.Come on. Come on. Come on.The doors finally opened and I threw myself inside. Pressed the button for the lobby. Pressed it again and again until the doors closed.No. No. No.This couldn't be happening.Sterling and Vale was Cross Enterprises. Damien's company. How could it be? The man whose children were back at the a
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7Morgan POV "Mom!" I jolted awake, disoriented for a moment before two small bodies crashed into me. "Mom, look! Look!" Timothy was bouncing on the seat, pointing frantically out the window. "It's the Statue of Liberty!" Tanner pressed his face against the glass, leaving a smudge. "We learned about her in school!" I blinked the sleep from my eyes and leaned over to see what had them so excited. There she was. The Statue of Liberty rising from the water, her torch held high against the blue sky. New York. We were really here. The familiar skyline came into view as the plane descended. Buildings stretched toward the clouds. The city sprawled out below us, massive and overwhelming and full of memories I'd spent six years trying to forget. My chest tightened. The last time I'd seen this view, I'd been naive, pregnant, and heartbroken. Flying away from the man who'd shattered me. Now I was flying back. With his children. Children he didn't know existed. "Mommy,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6Morgan POVI found myself shutting the hairdryer, and put the phone closer to my ear. “Hey, hey. Kathy calm down. What happened? Tell me everything.” I cooed. "Okay," she said, slower now but still frantic. "Okay. So a company sent an email. A really big company. Saying they wanted to book you for a campaign. And I was looking at the contract and somehow…I don't even know how it happened…but I accidentally hit accept and now it's confirmed and they've already sent the welcome packet and—""Kathy." I kept my voice calm even though confusion was starting to turn into concern. "Just tell me what company it is. We can figure this out.""Sterling and Vale Corporation."The name meant nothing to me. I frowned."Who?""They're this massive international corporation. Morgan, they're huge. Like, they work with every major brand you can think of. Fashion. Cosmetics. Luxury goods. They coordinate campaigns across dozens of companies.""Okay..." I still didn't understand why she sounded so pani
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5~Morgan POV~SIX YEARS LATER"Not again…" I muttered under my breath the moment a scream ripped through the living room. For a split second, I considered grabbing my trusty baseball bat, the Mass of Destruction, because with my kids, you never truly knew.But then the insults started flying."It's mine, you chicken head!""No, YOU'RE the chicken head, stink breath!""No, you're the potato brain!""No, it's you!""Uh-uh. It's you!""MOMMY! Timothy just called me a wacko head!""No I didn't!""Yes you did!""You said it first!""Did not!""Did too!"I closed my eyes, inhaled, and reminded myself that these were the kids I fought for. The kids I loved with every exhausted cell of my body.My twin boys. Timothy and Tanner. Professional chaos creators and part-time terrorists of peace.And it was only eight in the morning.I dragged myself out of bed, my body protesting every movement because three hours of sleep wasn't enough. But motherhood didn't care about sleep schedules or personal n
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