Novel-novel oleh Anna Mae

I was seated in the front passenger seat next to Ethan, who was behind the wheel."So, where are we headed?" I asked."You specifically said you wanted us to spend the night together," he answered, keeping his gaze fixed on the road."So, we are actually going to spend the night together?" I questioned, and he let out a scoff."How did you figure out the girl isn't Skylar?" he asked, sidestepping my question."Well, it turns out her sister works for me, so I connected the dots," I replied, then there was a pause. "But why is your father so keen on you marr

I simply stood there observing the two brothers staring each other down, then I turned back to the guests who were watching the scene with expressions of confusion.“Um, I think I need to step outside with Kael for a moment,” I quietly said, but I was aware Ethan could hear me.“You heard that, right?” Kael said in a kind of way as if he were trying to intensify the already tense situation, and Ethan shot him an even sharper glare as Kael tightened his grip on my hand.“We really don’t want to create a scene here,” I repeated softly, even though a scene had already unfolded, then Ethan turned to me for a few seconds before returning to his previous seat, and Kael gently led me outside the room.Once we were outside, he pulled me to a secluded spot, and I slowly removed my hands from the grip he had on them.Then there was silence.“Why did you do that?” I questioned, breaking the silence .“I should be asking you the same thing,” he replied, and I raised an eyebrow.“What did I do?” I

“You're the one who won't answer me, this could have been resolved if you had allowed us to just kidnap him, force feed him with food until he’s overweight, torture him, frame him and press some charges against him,” Tiara said while searching for the dress I intended to wear to the dinner meeting. The initial dinner meeting between the two companies.“He’s smart as well, but I’m more clever,” I said . “And he tested my limits with that kiss, if I had gone along with it, he would perceive me as cheap. By rejecting it, he’ll crave me even more,” I added, and Tiara gazed at me.“Are you some sort of burger or food that he’s going to crave you more?? He extended

I glanced around the house I was in as Ethan approached to offer me a glass of wine. I accepted it and smiled. After my conversation with Ethan while at the restaurant with Tiara, he accepted the contract and provided me with the address to meet him a few hours later, and now I find myself standing in this house.“So this is your personal residence?” I asked while taking a sip of my drink, watching him pour himself one before coming over to me.“Yes, this is my place,” he responded as I continued to look around, when the reporter on the television caught my attention, the reporter was covering Ben Davis’s arrest earlier related to the illegal activities.“Oh, I witnessed his arrest,” I said, pointing at the TV, intentionally to gauge Ethan's reaction to seeing an old schoolmate in trouble.“Oh,” was all he managed to say as he focused on the television.“Who would have imagined that someone like him could be involved in such matters? He seemed so innocent ,” I remarked, and Ethan shi

“You want me?” he inquired, then he laughed.“Listen to yourself, you want us to enter into an agreement just because you want me?” He continued, and I gave him a nod.“Well, my assistant is waiting for me, so I need to leave now. Think it over, and let me know when you're prepared, don't just take your time,” I said, winking at him as I exited.As I came out of his room and began making my way downstairs, I ran into Kael again.“Are you heading out?” he questioned, and I nodded in response.“And your boyfriend can't even walk you out?” he remarked, then I glanced at Ethan's room before looking back at Kael.“I don't think this is any of your concern, Mister Kael,” I replied, noticing him smirk at me before he walked past and headed upstairs.He gave off a kind of uns

“What’s happening here?” I heard someone ask. I turned to see Mr. Reynolds, this was the first time I was seeing him in years, and he looked somewhat different.As he made his way down the stairs, I couldn't tear my gaze away from him. I recalled how he had come to my house years ago to discuss engagement, and how I had visited him to explain that I wasn’t interested and my dad suddenly died the very next day And I definitely knew he had something to do with his death and I’m going to find out.“She did this,” the imposter woman said, directing a finger at herself while clearly indicating the mess I had caused.“It was a mistake ,” I replied, casting her a quick look.“A mistake?? You must be joking, you explicitly picked up the cup knowing it was filled with water and splashed it on me,” the imposter retorted.“Aren’t you Kyrie?” Mr. Reynolds inquired, and I nodded in response.“I apologize that you had to witness this during our meeting, but it’s not as you believe,” I explained wh

Kyle walked toward the door, like he was done,like this whole conversation was over. But just as his hand reached for the knob, he stopped. He stood still for a second, then turned and came back. I didn’t say anything. I just watched him.He sat back down on the bed, beside me. His shoulders dropped a little as if he’d been holding something heavy in.“I have nothing to do with Amy,” he said softly, his voice not defensive, not sharp, just honest. Or it sounded that way.I looked at him, unsure. My chest ached from everything that had happened. My head still throbbed slightly, but I could still feel emotions swirling stronger than any painkiller could dull.“I don’t know anything about the letter,” he went on. “It might be too hard to believe… but I didn’t take it.” His eyes searched mine. “I really didn’t.”I looked at him for a long moment. His face was cal

It took me a moment before Kyle’s voice drifted back into earshot. He was still reading, but now with more intensity less like he was reading to me and more like he was absorbed in the world inside the pages.Then he stopped abruptly and looked at me, eyes slightly narrowed in disbelief.“How the hell would he sell his dog?” he asked, incredulous, like I’d been following every word he’s been reading. Luckily, I had read the book before, and I knew exactly which part he was at.“Maybe because he’s too broke to even feed his dog?” I offered, my voice hesitant half answering, half questioning.Kyle’s brows furrowed. “So he sold the dog to someone else… so the dog would have a better life?” he repeated, almost like he was trying to convince himself of it.I watched him, how seriously he took it, how invested he was. It was oddly… endearing. But also fascinating. This was the same Kyle who used to shrug off everything that didn’t directly benefit him. Now here he was, caring about a fict

I watched, my vision still slightly blurry, as Kyle leaned in close to DK and said something. I couldn’t hear what he said, but whatever it was, it made DK laugh. Not a real laugh, one of those cold, bitter chuckles that doesn’t reach the eyes.He brought his fingers to the side of his lips, wiped at the blood from where Kyle had punched him, and looked down at it with a kind of amused detachment.Then Kyle turned to me. His eyes softened just a little when they landed on me, but there was still so much tension in his face, like he was holding back more than he could express. He walked over to where Lucas stood by my side, still supporting me.Without a word, Kyle reached for me and to my surprise Lucas didn't fight it he stepped back, letting go of me gently.But as he did, he said in a voice edged with quiet frustration“How long do you think you’ll keep dragging her into your mess?”Ky

“What are you doing here, ma’am?” a voice snapped behind me.Startled, I nearly dropped the photo frame. My fingers trembled as I carefully returned it to its spot, heart racing. I turned slowly.It was the maid.Her eyes were sharp…., less like a servant, more like a gatekeeper. I forced a faint smile.“I—I lost my way,” I lied. A useless excuse. We both knew it.She didn’t say a word, just watched me.I walked out of the room, trying to keep my steps calm, measured, even though inside I was unraveling. I lost my way, I had said and maybe that wasn’t a lie after all.I made my way downstairs, found my bag, and left without another word.I couldn’t face Mrs. Prescott anymore. not like this. Not when my mind was spinning out of control.I stepped out into the daylight, but nothing felt clear.Why was I in that picture?Why couldn’

I sat on the bench in the park, the late afternoon sun casting soft shadows through the trees.Vivian came back holding two cold drinks. She handed one to me, but I shook my head. I wasn’t thirsty. My throat was tight for any drink .I knew I had to accept itAmy was gone.No matter how much she had done… no matter how deep the betrayal cut… she didn’t deserve this.Death? No. Never that.“It's actually surprising and shocking that Amy would take her own life,” Vivian said as she sat beside me.Of course it is. Because she didn’t. Someone made it look that way.But I couldn’t say that out loud, not yet. Not to her.Vivian turned slightly toward me. “And remember that day at the hospital… the day you……” she paused, hesitating, but I knew what she meant. The day I lost the baby.I nodded slowly, urging her to continue. I h

I looked at the TV one last time, Amy’s face still shining through that screen like she was trying to speak to me from somewhere far away.And then I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the restaurant. I didn’t wait. I couldn’t.I just wanted to breathe.When I stepped outside, I saw Kyle’s secretary standing at the corner like some statue. He glanced at me, but I ignored him. I didn’t care what he thought or what Kyle would say.I waved down the first cab I saw and got in.“Where to, ma’am?” the driver asked.I didn’t even think twice. “Hagh Morgue,” I said quietly.I had seen that name flash on the news, and something in me had known that was where I needed to be.The cab pulled away, and the city moved outside the window, fast and blurry. My mind was just like that, fast and blurry, filled with questions I didn’t know how to ask, filled with pain I di