CoraHis hands braced on either side of my shoulders. His eyes searched mine, not for permission—he’d already read the answer in every glance I gave him—but for confirmation that this was real. That I wanted this as much as he did.I reached up, my fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “I’m not runni
“No,” she said icily. “I thought it would get you to finally show your hand.”The heat in my face turned to fire. “You didn’t win anything, Daisy. If you had to drug someone to get a confession, then you’ve already lost.”Kingston’s jaw was locked tight, his eyes still on me, stunned, and something
Cora“Ah, glad you both finally made it back!” Daisy squealed with mock-excitement we we stepped back into the dining room.I was clutching my bag’s straps hard enough to turn my knuckles white as I sat back down, holding back some retort.“You look... quaint,” Daisy said to me lightly, pouring wine
KingstonDaisy always had a way of showing up when I least wanted to see her.This time, it was outside my office, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed like she owned the damn place. Casual and calm, collected and cruel.I had just been thinking about how relieved Cora looked today when I
KingstonCora looked like hell.I’d been watching her all morning from my office door, pretending to read over quarterly forecasts while she typed at her desk.She wasn’t herself.Her posture was tense, and she hadn’t made eye contact with anyone. Not even with me.And that worried me.It wasn’t jus
CoraThe hospital’s sterile halls and beeping monitors had worn me down, but at least they were full of life and movement. I still had yet to pick up Riley from Rock’s place, and so when I returned home to my empty house, the halls around me were eerily silent. I shut the door behind me and sighed d
CoraI didn’t even think about the return flight. I just ran.One second, I was in the airport terminal, scrolling through another dozen frantic headlines about Kingston’s company falling apart, and the next, I was barreling toward the gate like my legs had decided for me.I don’t even remember grab
CoraThe hum of the plane was strangely soothing. I stared out the small oval window, watching clouds drift beneath us like ghosts.I’d told Rock I just needed a break. He was the only one I’d told because I knew he was the only person who wasn’t attached to my recent drama who would be willing and
KingstonI’ve seen empires fall over smaller betrayals.The boardroom was silent as I scanned the preliminary results from the internal investigation. A human-owned company had somehow won the bid for our most ambitious project to date and accused us of creating poison. The story had already cost us