LOGIN"Did you really think you could run from me forever.....after the way I touched you that night?" he growled, his hands pinning her wrists above her head, eyes dark with intensity as they drank her in. "You became mine from the second I touched you....and no amount of time or distance will change that. And you need to understand the consequences of crossing path with me." Her breath hitched. She hated the way her body remembered him—how his voice alone could shatter her defenses. His touch burned through the fabric of time, pulling at memories she’d fought to bury. Every word he spoke sent a shiver down her spine, curling heat in places she’d sworn had long gone numb. But it wasn’t just desire. It was fear. Fear of what he made her feel. Fear of the truth she hadn’t told him. Fear that if she let him in again, she might never find the strength to walk away. As the past and old enemies resurface and buried secrets begin to unravel, Kimberly is forced to confront the past she tried so hard to forget. But with every truth revealed, the danger grows—and so does the temptation to fall again. Caught between betrayal, obsession, and a love that refuses to die, Kimberly must fight to protect the one thing she swore to keep safe. Because some sins don't stay buried. And some passions are impossible to escape.
View MoreThe late afternoon sun swept through the tall windows of the Harrington family home, bathing every object with a soft golden glow over the sunroom that overlooked the sprawling rose garden. Three years had passed since that perfect spring wedding, and the estate had transformed in the most wonderful ways. A new swing set stood beneath the old oak tree, painted in soft pink and white. A small vegetable patch-Keira's proud project, bloomed with cherry tomatoes and colorful marigolds. And in the distance, a gentle white pony grazed lazily in the fenced paddock, its name (Sparkles) painted on a wooden sign in wobbly five-year-old handwriting.Inside, the air smelled of fresh vanilla cake and wildflowers.Kimberly stood at the kitchen island, carefully piping pale blush frosting onto a three-tiered birthday cake. Her hair was loosely tied back, a few strands escaping to frame her face, and she wore a simple sundress that hugged her gently rounded belly. At six months pregnant with their
A FEW WEEKS LATER ~~ THE WEDDINGThe late spring sun bathed the sprawling rose garden of Bryce’s countryside estate in a soft, glow. Fairy lights twinkled from the trees and along the elegant flower arch, were ivory garden roses, blush ranunculus, and delicate spirea intertwined with sage greenery. Rows of white chairs held their intimate circle of about a hundred guests—close friends, family, and a handful of trusted associates, who watched with warm smiles as the string quartet played a gentle, romantic melody.Keira, looking like an absolute princess in her blush-pink tulle gown with sparkling accents and a crown of tiny roses, walked ahead of Kimberly as the flower girl. She took her role very seriously, at first. With a small white basket in hand, she scattered rose petals mixed with gold confetti in dramatic handfuls, twirling once or twice for good measure. The guests chuckled softly at her theatrical flair.Then came Kimberly, radiant in her off-the-shoulder A-line gown. The
Bryce hadn’t said anything right away when he heard it. He had simply frozen, his gaze snapping to Kimberly’s face, searching her expression to see if she had heard the same thing he had. He needed to be sure it wasn't a hallucination brought on by the stress of the afternoon.And now, a full hour later, it was still sinking in, slow and deep, like warm water you don’t realize is rising until it’s already up to your chest.Pregnant.His thumb kept moving in these slow, gentle circles over the back of her hand. Over and over again, the same little motion, like he needed that steady rhythm just to keep himself grounded in the moment.Kimberly caught him staring and the corners of her mouth lifted just a tiny bit, even after everything that had happened.“You’re staring again,” she whispered, her voice still a little soft and tired.Bryce didn’t even bother pretending he wasn’t.“Didn’t plan on stopping,” he said quietly, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I just found out my wife is ca
**********Bryce was in the middle of a high-stakes board meeting when his phone buzzed with a frantic text from Cindy. He didn't bother to read the whole thing, the first few words were enough to stir something in him. “Your wife is having a breakdown. Her dad showed up.”The instant he read that, he left the meeting without a word to his directors.In just few minutes, he was in the estate of his mansion. The sight that greeted him when he entered the house, stoped him dead in his tracks. Kimberly was huddled on the couch, looking nothing like the woman he saw this morning before leaving for work. Her mascara had left dark tracks down her pale cheeks. She looked so small and haunted.Bryce was across the room in just two strides, dropping to his knees in front of her. He didn’t care about his custom suit or the fact that she was trembling so hard he could feel it.“Kim,” he said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He took her






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