LOGINI turned back around to the island, picking up the carton to securely close the cap. I walked over to the sink, quickly rinsed out the glass I had used, and then walked back to store the orange juice safely back inside the refrigerator, shutting the door. Grabbing a hand towel, I thoroughly dried my hands and turned back to face him. "Alright," I said cheerfully, looping my arm through his. "We can go now." We walked out of the kitchen, ready for the night ahead. When we arrived, there weren't too many people there yet, though a few early guests were just starting to arrive. It was a really nice place with beautiful decorations. We made our way further inside. The moment Shannon saw us, her face lit up. "Amelia, darling! You look absolutely stunning," She exclaimed, stepping forward to wrap me in a warm, tight embrace. She pulled back, her hands resting gently on my shoulders as she beamed at me. "I am so thrilled you both made it." "Happy birthday, Shannon. You look
Almost two months had passed since my return to work and life had settled into something wonderfully normal. Today was Adrian's mom's birthday celebration and she had decided to celebrate the milestone with a gathering of family and friends. I had been ready for almost thirty minutes. I was dressed and had my makeup on already. But because Adrian had mentioned that he had one or two documents to put together in his study, he was not ready yet which was making me become impatient. I glanced at the time on my phone for what felt like the hundredth time before finally giving up and heading upstairs to find him because honestly, how long did it take a man to put on a suit? Stepping into our bedroom, I saw that he was just finally picking up his clothes from the bed. But he was taking his sweet precious time, looking entirely unbothered by the passing time. My eyes narrowed. "Adrian." He looked up. "Yeah?" I pointed dramatically at the clothes in his hands. "Why are you only
Work had gone incredibly well so far these past days. Returning to my office routine had been wonderful. Megan and Casey packed up their things, stopping by my desk one last time. "We're heading out now, Amelia. Don't stay here too long," Megan warned with a playful grin. "I won't," I chuckled. "I'm just going to finish this last report." "Bye..." Casey waved. They left before me, joining the other employees who were already moving toward the elevators. I had decided to add a little more minutes to my time, wanting to tie up every single loose end so that the next morning would be a completely fresh start. The office grew quieter. After a while, when I was finally satisfied with my progress, I shut down my computer, packed my personal stuff into my bag and stood up. I walked out of the department, offering a brief, polite goodbye to the very few colleagues remaining who I passed by on my way out. I stepped out of the main building, ready to walk toward the parking l
The following Monday morning, I stepped into the office building. It really felt good to be back. While walking to my office space, I received warm welcome from my colleagues. Voices called out from different workstations with genuine smiles. The moment I got to my desk Casey and Megan were the rushed over to me with their faces lighting up the second they saw me setting my bag down. "Amelia! You're finally back from your leave!" Megan exclaimed, leaning against the divider of my desk. "The place has been completely chaotic without you." "Seriously," Casey added, offering a bright smile. "We were starting to wonder if you were ever coming back to us. How are you feeling? Are you ready to dive back into office life?" "I am more than ready," I said with a genuine smile breaking across my face. As I exchanged a few more light pleasantries with them, relief settled in my chest because fom the casual nature of their questions, it was obvious that they were completely obliviou
AMELIA I remained curled against Adrian's side. The conversation we'd just had had been emotionally exhausting but healing too. Because now that everything was finally out in the open, the tension that had hung between us for days was gone and I finally had my Adrian back. His fingers lazily stroked my arm as silence settled around us. Then he shifted beside me, moving away to step off the bed. "Give me a second." He walked over where he had dropped his phone earlier, picked it up and walked straight back to the bed. He settled close to my side again. "I want to show you something," he said quietly, unlocking the screen. " I wanted to show you the pictures of them so you can see they are truly behind bars." He scrolled through his device for a short moment before turning the screen toward me. On the display were two separate mugshots. I immediately recognized the first photo, it was the face of the man who had come to the house. But then, Adrian swiped his thumb across
ADRIAN I didn't answer her immediately. I couldn't. I just stood there at the door, staring at her while my own heart broke. For the past two weeks, I had been forced to deal with the reality that she had been targeted because of me. I haven't really been myself ever since confirming Ryker Damon’s motives. The absolute last thing I ever wanted in this world was to see her get hurt, yet it seemed like my presence in her life had put a target on her back. When I look at her, I remembered the terrifying possibility that I could have lost her. And no matter how much I tried to reason through it and tell myself that Ryker was responsible, I couldn't stop thinking the same thing. She got hurt because of me. The silence stretched between us and she took a step forward. "Answer me, Adrian," she demanded as tears shimmered in her eyes. When I still couldn't find my voice, she asked again, louder this time. "Are you breaking up with me?" She stood there looking at me as though
RYKER I was surprisingly in a good mood. The air in the living room was buzzing energy that I couldn't shake off and I couldn't sit still. I paced back and forth the living room. I was excited and it showed in every single way I was moving around the room. I paused by sofa and looked up. Car
"Wait... Wait!" the he shrieked, still wheezing. "It was Damon! Ryker Damon!" Beside me, Caden shifted his weight at the mention of the name. I stood there, staring down at the pathetic man in the chair as it took a little while before the pieces of the puzzle slowly came together in my mind. R
I picked up immediately and Caden's voice came through. "Hello?" "Where have you been?" I asked. "I've been trying to call you for hours. Your line wasn't going through at all." He let out a tired breath on the other end. "My phone got damaged during the struggle." "What?" "The attacker fo
ADRIAN I must have fallen asleep at some point because one moment I had been watching her chest rise and fall, making sure she was still breathing and the next thing I knew, my neck was aching from sleeping in the chair. I slowly opened my eyes and my gaze immediately lifted toward the bed and







