LOGINEventually, Rose put the tablet aside. Alex looked at her. "Are you alright?" She nodded, though her thoughts were moving too quickly for her to answer immediately. Then, before she could reconsider, she leaned forward and kissed him. Alex went completely still. For a fraction of a second, he se
She looked directly at him. "Can you tell me more about myself? You said we were together, but I don't remember you. I don't remember our relationship or anything about the life we shared. I want to understand what happened to me. Why can't I remember anything?" Alex remained quiet for a moment bef
Rose had been unusually distracted since her encounter with Alex King. Even after returning to the Black mansion, she couldn't stop thinking about the man who had appeared in the conference room and claimed to be her boyfriend. His expression when she failed to recognize him had stayed with her, as
Rose looked at him. Slowly, almost without thinking, she reached out her hand. But just before her fingers could touch his, she hesitated. Something instinctive made her pull back and move closer to Hayden instead. Alex noticed and the small movement caused something inside him to twist painfull
The declaration settled over the conference room, leaving everyone momentarily stunned. Derek lowered his eyes, while the Black Corporation executives and the members of Alex’s team exchanged startled glances. None of them had expected Alex King to make such a possessive claim in the middle of a b
She nodded and walked toward him. Alex was still reviewing a document when a familiar voice reached his ears and his pen stopped moving. He knew that voice. Even after all this time, he could recognize it without looking. Slowly, he lifted his head, and the moment his eyes landed on the woman ap
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique
Later that evening, Rose wandered through the grand hallways of the Anderson estate, her footsteps light against the polished floors. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to leave the comfort of her room, but something about the quiet atmosphere of the night made her restless. Before she knew it







