Novels by ammyrobb

The knock came just after nine that night. Gabriel Vega almost didn’t answer it. He had just gotten Elias into bed, after reading two chapters of a book about dinosaurs and he knew Adrian won’t back down, and the last thing he wanted was another argument. But the knocking came again firm, steady, the kind that told him who it was before he even opened the door. Gabriel inhaled deeply and unlocked the door. Adrian Knight stood there, coat draped over one arm, eyes raw and tired. For once, he didn’t look like the man who owned boardrooms and walked red carpets. He looked like a man who had been stripped of every thing he hold dear “Gabriel,” Adrian said softly. Gabriel looked so tired he said . “It’s late. “I know. But I couldn’t leave things the way they were You should have For a moment, neither moved. Then Adrian’s eyes flickered past him, into his cozy apartment where a small pair of sneakers lay by the couch. “Please,” Adrian whispered. “Let me in “ almost looking li

“Gabriel!”Adrian’s voice cut across the quiet street. Gabriel stiffened as he turned, his son’s small hand in his.They had left the courthouse late, hoping the crowd of reporters had scattered. But Adrian had waited. He always waited when something mattered.“Not here,” Gabriel said, his tone loud.“Yes. Here.” Adrian’s chest rose and fell. “No more running, no more excuses. I need to know the truth.”Elias frowned, confused. “Papa?”“Inside,” Gabriel murmured, crouching to Elias’s level. “Go inside, Eli. Wait for me.”“But……”“No arguments.” His voice cracked just enough to make Elias obey. The boy slipped into the brownstone and shut the door, though his small shadow lingered behind the curtains.Gabriel straightened, facing Adrian fully. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched. “What do you want from me?”Adrian’s voice broke before he could stop it. “The truth. Tell me he’s not mine. Tell me I’m wrong.”Gabriel looked away, his silence heavier than words.“God, Gabe…” Adrian’s han

“Papa, how did he know my name?”Elias’s small voice echoed in the hallway, cutting sharper than any blade. Gabriel’s throat tightened. His son’s wide brown eyes, so much like his own,searched him for answers.He forced a smile, though his stomach twisted. “People talk, Eli. You know that. Maybe someone said your name.”But Elias frowned, not satisfied. He clutched his notebook tighter, the pencil smudge still on his fingers. “He said it like he knew me.”Gabriel’s jaw clenched. He turned toward Adrian, whose eyes were locked on Elias like he had found oxygen after drowning.“You stay away from him,” Gabriel said, his voice low and harsh. “Do you hear me, Adrian? He has nothing to do with you.”Adrian took a step forward, his face pale but determined. “You can’t expect me to look at him and pretend I don’t see it.”“Pretend?” Gabriel’s laugh was bitter, sharp. “You’ve been pretending for years. Pretending I didn’t matter. Pretending love was something you could walk away from. Don’t d

Adrian, focus.”The whisper came from Victoria at his side. Her eyes, sharp enough to cut through the tension, flicked toward his clenched jaw. “The judge is watching you.”Adrian barely heard her. His gaze was fixed on the boy.The boy with Gabriel Vega’s eyes.The boy with his own face.He sat in the gallery, small hands gripping a pencil, the tip scratching lines into a notebook. But every tilt of his head, every spark of curiosity in those brown eyes, it was as if Adrian was staring into a mirror from years ago.Adrian’s chest constricted. He had spent his whole life controlling everything, markets, rivals, empires. Yet one glance at this child had shattered him.“Mr. Knight,” the judge said firmly. “Do you have a response to the plaintiff’s claim?”Adrian rose slowly, pushing his chair back. His throat felt dry. He cleared it, forcing his voice steady. “Knight Enterprises denies any misconduct. The allegations are based on misinterpretation, and we will demonstrate….”But his eye

Breathe, Gabriel. It’s just another case.”Daniel’s voice was calm, steady, the way it always was when Gabriel’s nerves showed. They stood just outside the courtroom doors, stacks of files in hand, their suits pressed tightly against themGabriel adjusted his tie, though it didn’t need fixing. “This one isn’t just another case, Daniel. You know who we’re up against.”Daniel’s jaw flexed. “Knight Enterprises. Yes. But that doesn’t matter. You’re the best attorney in this building, maybe this city. Adrian Knight is just another man hiding behind money.”Gabriel shook his head, voice low. “He’s not just another man, not to me.”Daniel gave him a searching look. “You’ve been different ever since the case landed on your desk. I didn’t push, but now I need to know—l, what’s between you and Knight?”Gabriel’s lips pressed into a thin line. “History.”Daniel frowned. “The kind of history that will cost us this case?”“The kind of history that makes me wish I’d said no to it,” Gabriel admitted

“Your numbers are strong, Adrian. Stronger than ever. But your eyes aren’t on the room.”Victoria Kane’s voice cut across the boardroom. She didn’t raise her tone, she didn’t need to. Her words carried weight.Adrian Knight leaned back in his chair at the head of the polished black table. Floor-to-ceiling glass framed the skyline behind him, a city that he had grown used to. To anyone watching, he was untouchable. To Victoria, he was distracted.“My eyes are everywhere,” Adrian said smoothly, his baritone carrying the kind of confidence that built empires. Yet his jaw tightened. He caught it in his reflection on the glass, his control slipping for just a second.“The board doesn’t like uncertainty,” Victoria continued, folding her manicured hands. “And lately, you breathe uncertainty.”Murmurs rippled among the executives seated around the table. Adrian let them talk. He’d learned long ago that silence unsettled men more than shouting ever could. When the whispers grew, he leaned forw