로그인Susan turned slowly to face him, her heart hammering in her chest. His eyes were dark, burning into hers, and the tension between them flared to life once more, crackling in the air like electricity. He was too close—close enough that she could feel his breath on her skin, smell the faint scent of whiskey and something darker, something dangerous.Susan nodded, her throat too tight to form words. She couldn’t trust her voice, couldn’t trust herself to speak without giving away just how rattled she was by his presence. Leo’s gaze flicked down to her lips for the briefest of moments before he stepped back, breaking the spell between them. Without a word, he opened the door. Connor was already standing there, his expression neutral but watchful.Leo’s voice cut through the silence. “Connor, please walk her to her car.”Connor nodded, and without looking back at Leo, Susan stepped into the hallway, her heart still pounding. As Connor led her away, she could feel Leo’s eyes on her back, th
Leo stood then, unfolding himself from the chair with a slow, deliberate grace. He took a step toward her, his presence filling the room, his eyes locked on hers. “No choice?” he echoed, his voice smooth and mocking. “I gave you a day to decide. You waited until the last minute, and now here you are… breaking my rules.”She felt her heart race in her chest as he closed the distance between them, his gaze like fire on her skin. Her breath caught in her throat, but she didn’t back down. She couldn’t. “I didn’t come here to argue about rules, Leo. I came to tell you—”He cut her off, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. “Do you really think you can come into my world and make demands? Do you think you are in any position to negotiate?”The proximity between them was intoxicating, and though every instinct screamed at her to step back, she stood her ground, defiant. She could feel the heat radiating from him, the overwhelming sense of power he carried with him like a shadow. For a long, te
Susan’s breath hitched, her pulse quickening. She could feel her resolve slipping, the fear for her brother creeping in like a shadow over everything else. But there was something more—something about Leo’s casual cruelty that both terrified and intrigued her. He was dangerous in a way that made her want to run, yet she couldn’t seem to stop her heart from racing every time he was near.“No,” she said, her voice cracking. “You can’t ask me to do this.”Leo’s smile softened, almost as if he found her resistance charming. “I’m not asking, Barbie. But you have until tomorrow. I suggest you think carefully.”Susan stood abruptly, her shoes scraping against the floor. She couldn’t sit there any longer, feeling trapped in his gaze, in the invisible strings he was pulling. She needed air. She needed to get away from him.Without another word, she turned and left the café, her heart pounding in her ears. The cool air outside did little to calm her. Her mind raced, replaying his words over and
Of course he did, Susan thought warily, but aloud she said, “I can imagine he does,” She hadn't meant to sound judgemental even though that was the way she felt, but she obviously didn't do a very good job because Leo smiled again, as if her disapproval amused him. She shook her head, “I'm sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” “Oh you did,” said Leo, still smiling as he relaxed in his chair, “You think we're bad people, don't you?”“I… I… I don't think my thoughts matter in any way here,” she stammered,” And it's none of my business either. I'm more concerned about my brother's situation…”A waitress in uniform approached their table to take her order. Susan ordered a bluebird smoothie and waited for the waitress to leave before she continued speaking. “You're not going to go after him again. Are you?”“I haven't gone after him again… At Least not yet,” said Leo remorselessly, “You bought him some time, but I still want my money. One way or another,” The scent of freshly brewed cof
Susan drove slowly to the address Leo had given her, and tried to figure out where her life was headed when she was making decisions like this. When she'd planned to move, this was the last thing she'd ever thought of doing, and yet here she was, making a delivery for Leo Spencer. She gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white from the pressure. The hum of the engine seemed louder in the dead silence of her anxiety.The address he'd given was a car wash. Something Susan found very weird, but as she thought about it she realized that it was actually a good cover. No one would expect that anything shady would be going on in a place like this, and with her being the delivery person, well, no one would suspect her either. She glanced at the brown, sealed package next to her handbag on the passenger seat and looked away immediately. It just sat there, taunting her with its mysterious weight. Never in her entire life did she think that she'd one day be terrified of a damn box, but yet
Susan drove slowly to the address Leo had given her, and tried to figure out where her life was headed when she was making decisions like this. When she'd planned to move, this was the last thing she'd ever thought of doing, and yet here she was, making a delivery for Leo Spencer. She gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white from the pressure. The hum of the engine seemed louder in the dead silence of her anxiety.The address he'd given was a car wash. Something Susan found very weird, but as she thought about it she realized that it was actually a good cover. No one would expect that anything shady would be going on in a place like this, and with her being the delivery person, well, no one would suspect her either. She glanced at the brown, sealed package next to her handbag on the passenger seat and looked away immediately. It just sat there, taunting her with its mysterious weight. Never in her entire life did she think that she'd one day be terrified of a damn box, but yet
A lump rose in her throat. She’d loved her father, but he hadn’t loved her. He’d never said it to her, hadn’t ever demonstrated it to her. She’d been the baby he hadn’t wanted, the child that had ruined his career. A lasting reminder of what his beloved wife had wanted and didn’t survive long enoug
He did have her try on numerous wedding dresses before finally approving some white silk and tulle concoction, accented with gilt thread, that Anna told herself she didn’t care about. Yet at the same time, as she looked at herself in the mirror, she was conscious of a strange ache somewhere deep in
You can’t refuse the Duke. Not if it means leaving your father like this. No, it was true. They needed the money too urgently. Her father needed better care and, since she was the reason he was sitting in this chair, his career—his whole life—in ruins, then it made only logical sense for her to be
It was the Duke’s fault, of course. All of this was his fault. If he hadn’t been the man she'd met beside the lake, the man who’d made her lose her temper and nearly slap him. If he hadn’t been that man, then none of this would have been a problem.She would have accepted his proposal without if no







