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Author: VEE JAY
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 13:27:28

THERON POV

“She doesn’t believe us.”

That was all Amaris said when she stepped out of my mother’s study.

Her face was drained of color, her hands visibly trembling. Whatever my mother had said or done, it had shaken her. I asked more than once. Each time, she shook her head or turned away. The silence clung to her all the way back to the penthouse, heavy and unrelenting.

“I never should’ve left you alone with her,” I muttered, dragging my hand down my face in frustration.

“She would’ve found another way to corner me,” Amaris replied softly, her gaze locked on the blur of the city outside the car window.

I reached across the seat and clasped her hand, trying to tether her to me somehow. “Tell me what she said, Ami. I need to know.”

Her throat worked as she swallowed. “Please… not now.”

Her eyes flicked toward the driver before slipping back to the window, distant again.

I hated this. Hated not knowing. Hated feeling helpless. I could’ve raised the privacy glass, t
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  • Belonging to Lockhart   40

    Mother’s chest rose sharply, her lips curling into a cold, amused smirk. “Open threats? That’s new.” “Then you’d better get used to it, Mother,” I shot back, my voice low and sharp. The curve of her smile stretched wider, its chill seeping into the room. “I didn’t expect you to defend her. I must admit it makes whatever you have with her seem more... authentic.” A bitter laugh escaped me. “Do you even care whether it’s real?” She frowned, lifting her teacup with careful grace. “Of course I care. I want you to have a wife, someone capable of bearing your children. If this is all for show, it’s just a waste of your time and resources.” I huffed. “You never cease to astound me, Mother. How your stone heart manages to circulate blood is beyond me.” She narrowed her eyes. “Being pragmatic doesn’t make me unfeeling.” “You’re right,” I said, a smirk creeping up despite the tension. “You’re full of hatred and disdain.” “Is that what you think?” Her brows arched in m

  • Belonging to Lockhart   39

    THERON POV Ami's eyes were the color of summer skies, soft and stormy all at once. I watched the blush creep over her cheeks, her lips parted ever so slightly, her breathing quickening with every passing second. Her fingers trembled where they tangled behind my neck want clashed with hesitation. She wanted me. I could feel it in the way her body leaned into mine, yet I also saw the fear that hadn’t entirely left her. And I couldn’t risk her bolting again. I was halfway to abandoning restraint, ready to peel off her clothes and kiss her into oblivion, when the shrill ring of my office phone sliced through the moment. Just like that, the spell broke. A familiar frustration settled over me. This wasn’t the first time something at the company had dragged me away from her, and I was starting to believe I was cursed. I even had a suspect in mind. But this time, I kept her close. Her presence calmed me more than anything else. Just having her within reach made the weight on my should

  • Belonging to Lockhart   38

    AMARIS' POV Theron shot to his feet, yanking his hands from mine as if my touch had seared his skin. His eyes widened, his face draining of color as he stared at me. Silence clung to the room for a heartbeat too long, then a bitter, hollow laugh tore from his throat. He dragged his fingers through his hair and turned toward one of the tall, floor-length windows. “You... don’t believe me,” I said softly, the words tasting like betrayal. Saying them out loud only deepened the ache already gnawing at my chest. “I need more,” he said at last, his voice hoarse. “Details. Anything. What was he wearing? How did he sound? His voice anything.” A tear slipped down my cheek. “It was dark... I couldn’t see much. He blindfolded me, and when I ripped it off, all I could think about was getting away.” He whirled toward me, fists clenched at his sides, trembling with fury. “His fingers,” he ground out. “Did he wear any rings? A signet? Anything?” I inhaled sharply, trying to claw throug

  • Belonging to Lockhart   37

    THERON’S POV Amaris sat quietly, her chest rising and falling with every unsteady breath as her tear-filled eyes fixed on me. “Thank you,” she whispered, bowing her head. I gently lifted her chin, making sure her eyes met mine. “Tell me everything what happened after I left for England.” She bit her lower lip and gave a small nod. Her hand, visibly trembling, reached for the glass of water. She drank it quickly, swallowing down more than just the liquid. Then she set the glass aside and said, “Actually... I want to start earlier than that. You deserve to know what happened after I saw you in that classroom with your girlfriend.” I didn’t want to go that far back. But I understood I owed her the chance to speak her truth. I drew in a slow breath. “All right. I’m listening.” She cleared her throat. “Despite what you thought at the time, I didn’t tell anyone what I saw. I was too humiliated to even speak about it. I kept it to myself, but...” Her voice faltered as she chewe

  • Belonging to Lockhart   36

    A soft caress brushed against my cheek, gently stirring me from sleep. As my eyes blinked open, they adjusted slowly to the muted light filling Theron’s bedroom. He stood beside the bed, fastening the buttons of his shirt, a gentle smile gracing his lips. “What time is it?” My voice came out hoarse, barely louder than a whisper. “Almost six,” he replied, a flicker of hesitation in his voice. “I need to head to the office. I would’ve let you sleep, but... I didn’t want you waking up to an empty room.” He paused, uncertain. “Of course, you can go back to sleep and” “No.” I sat up, brushing my hair back. “I planned to go in today anyway. I might as well go with you.” His brows drew together. “Are you sure? You don’t have to rush back.” I inhaled deeply. “I do. My team’s counting on me, and I want that presentation ready by the end of next week.” He nodded slowly, taking in my words. “All right. I’ll make us breakfast. Think you can be ready in thirty minutes?” A grin tu

  • Belonging to Lockhart   35

    Such a small word "Us" yet it echoed in my head like something foreign, almost surreal. Ansel had been my ex, my burden to bear, and yet… somehow, I knew Theron wasn’t going to let me face this alone. He wouldn’t step aside and let me clean up the wreckage Ansel left behind, not when Eldon Alcott was involved. Theron despised that man. Any chance to tear him down, he’d gladly take. But it wasn’t just that. This fight? He was in it for me. Theron had told me to focus on recovering while he and Mr. Gallows mapped out our defense against Ansel and Alcott. I wanted to protest I tried but I wasn’t blind. I knew I couldn’t do much from a hospital bed. It couldn’t have come at a worse time. Ansel’s case, Alcott’s involvement, Twila’s looming shadow... I still hadn’t told Theron the truth about my past, and time was slipping through my fingers. “Maybe you should just call him,” Romilly suggested gently. “Tell him you need to talk.” With Theron deep in strategy meetings with h

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