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She’d always been embarrassed by how her body reacted whenever she saw him. Over the years, she’d done a good job hiding her attraction to Jayden. It hadn’t been that hard. She rarely saw him and often avoided events she knew he might attend. Sure, she hadn’t always succeeded and there were some gatherings she couldn’t skip but she’d always had a boyfriend. Letting anyone see how much she wanted Jayden had never been an option. He lived in New York, and even though she traveled a lot for work, New York City was never on her schedule. They simply didn’t cross paths. It was a long way from her home in Colorado to New York, and her career often took her to quiet, remote places , definitely not the kind of locations Jayden would visit for business. The rising volume of the party pulled Hailey out of her thoughts. Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Midnight struck, and the large room exploded with cheers. Happy New Year! Hailey smiled as she raised her glass and took a slow sip of champagne. Her brother Gavin pulled his fiancée, Emily, into a kiss so full of love it took her breath away. I’m glad I came. It’s so good to see Gavin this happy. She thought to herself as she’d debated whether to leave Colorado and travel to Amesport for Gavin’s engagement and New Year’s Eve party even though she owned a bigger home there . The timing wasn’t great, she hadn’t been feeling her best, and the second Gavin had mentioned that Jayden might be attending, she’d almost refused. Still, she’d wanted to see all her brothers. Gavin was the first one to fall in love and get engaged. And now that she is here, she doesn't regret the decision. Her brothers mattered more than the foolish attraction she had for Jayden. It’s not like there was bad blood between them. Honestly, they were more like distant acquaintances now, even though they’d once been close. Moments like these always brought the King siblings together, no matter how busy life got. Hailey needed to be here. She hated the space between her and her brothers, a distance caused mostly by the way she lived her life. It hurt. But being able to see Gavin this happy made the awkwardness of being in the same room with Jayden completely worth it. Gavin’s fiancée, Emily, was wonderful. Hailey still blushed with embarrassment when she thought about the misunderstanding she’d caused between the two of them. Her brother Jared had a habit of sending unwanted women Gavin’s way, and Hailey had played defense more than once, calling his house and pretending to be his wife just to scare them off. Unfortunately, the first time she called and Emily answered, Hailey had assumed she was another one of Jared’s distractions and had done her usual performance. The problem? Gavin actually wanted Emily. Thankfully, Emily had forgiven her but Hailey still cringed at the memory. Her brothers made their way to her one by one, kissing her cheek and pulling her in for warm hugs. She returned each embrace tightly. Even though they often drove her crazy with their overprotective, older brother behavior, she loved Gavin, Evan, Damien, and Jared with her whole heart. If only they weren’t such complete pains sometimes. Being the only girl in the King family and the youngest meant she never stood a chance against their constant hovering. They’d all hated James, her ex, mainly because he didn’t have a job. To them, any man who wasn’t rich and constantly grinding wasn’t worth her time. If they only knew the rest of it, James would be the least of their worries. They wouldn’t just lecture me, they’d explode. Her heart sank at the thought. She couldn’t tell them everything, and she never would. That wall between them wasn’t what she wanted, but it existed because she kept parts of her life hidden. Not because she didn’t want them to know she longed to truly share everything with her brothers but the cost would be too high. Hailey sighed and took a deeper drink of her champagne. Her life had become something completely different from what she’d imagined back when she left high school. Back then, she thought escaping her harsh, controlling mother would set her free. *If I’d known then how things would turn out… maybe I would’ve made different choices.* She wasn’t trapped by her mother anymore. Now, it was her own secrets that held her captive. All around her, people laughed, kissed, and welcomed the new year. She smiled too and was cheerful on the outside but inside, Hailey had never felt more alone. “Happy New Year, Hailey.” The deep, smooth baritone was so close that Hailey felt the soft hair near her temple stir from the warm breath that touched her cheek. Her body gave an involuntary shiver as two large, warm hands settled firmly on her shoulders and gently turned her around to face the voice. Yes, she’d been watching Jayden all night, her eyes following every move he made—his tall, broad frame dressed perfectly in a sleek black tuxedo he wore like it was second nature, the same way another man might wear jeans. But being this close to him made her nerves buzz. Jayden Knight was completely at ease in his own skin, no matter what he had on. That quiet confidence had drawn her in for as long as she could remember. But now, face-to-face and long past the age of innocent admiration, standing this close made her more than a little tense. He was sharp—too observant—and those striking blue eyes of his always made her feel like he could see right through her. That level of awareness had made her uneasy around him for most of her adult life. “Happy New Year, Jayden,” she said softly, offering a polite smile. *Oh God, he smells amazing.* Hailey felt a rush of heat between her thighs just from breathing in his warm, woodsy scent—earthy and masculine, laced with something so rich it made her dizzy. It was like breathing in pure male energy, thick with pheromones, enough to intoxicate any woman. It took everything she had not to close her eyes and just sink into the sound of his fuck me now voice and that dangerously addictive smell. She tilted her head back, completely drawn in by the rich, liquid blue of his eyes. They reminded her of a clear summer sky which is bright, calm, and impossible to look away from. At five foot five, plus another three inches thanks to the killer heels she had on, Hailey still had to look up at Jayden. He stood tall above her, and being this close made her feel a little out of her depth. Out of instinct, she took a small step back. His hands slipped away from her shoulders. For a second, she caught a hint of disappointment on his face but it vanished quickly, replaced by a mischievous grin, a smile that nearly melted Hope’s panties from her body. “I want my New Year’s kiss,” he said casually, even though his eyes burned with something much deeper.ZANEThere was a portable toilet next to her, but she had clearly become too weak to use it. Heavy metal shackles held every one of her limbs, giving her almost no ability to move. An empty water jug sat in the corner, and a plastic bag lay there with nothing inside.Zane didn’t get an answer from her, but his heart raced when he found a weak pulse.He ran to the kitchen, grabbed a glass, and filled it with water, thankful the cabin at least had running water.He ignored how badly she smelled as he lifted her in his arms and helped her sit up. “Ellie? Open your eyes for me. You need water. You’re dehydrated.”She wasn’t just dehydrated. She was starving. But he had to fix one problem at a time. Ellie used to be a curvy woman. Now she had no flesh left on her bones.He held the cup to her lips and tilted it slowly. Her eyes fluttered but didn’t open, and he prayed she could still swallow. The last thing he wanted was for her to choke.“Swallow for me, Ellie. Come on.” He watched carefu
ZANE How many days had he been searching? One day had blended into the next, and Zane had been so focused on his mission that he hadn’t done anything else except drink water so he wouldn’t pass out. He was glad he had bought the new SUV a month or two ago. It was snowing heavily at this high altitude, and he was driving way too fast on the icy mountain roads. He knew he was being reckless, but he was getting desperate. He knew the general area where Ellie was because of the soil samples he had taken from an old pair of James’s shoes, and from the tire tracks of a late-model truck in James’s garage. Then, after finding a tiny piece of a rare, wilted flower in James’s house, he had followed a gut feeling and tested the dirt samples. After studying everything carefully, he had found the few areas where that flower could grow and where that soil existed. The dirt he collected confirmed what he suspected. He didn’t think James used the old truck for anything except going into the
ELLIE “I’m going to work from home tonight.” It was a weak excuse, but it was all Ellie could think of. Chloe always said Ellie was a terrible liar, and Ellie doubted James would believe her anyway, especially since she had been running from him when all he’d asked for was one printed document. “You saw the videos,” he said in a low, threatening voice. “You were going straight to Chloe. Nosy bitch. I asked you to do one thing on the computer, and you just had to open things meant for no one else to see. Not now. You’ll ruin everything. Good thing I came back when I realized you might not mind your own business.” *Then don’t leave stuff you want hidden on a computer anyone else can touch, dumbass.* Ellie watched enough crime shows to know James was either careless or completely crazy, and based on the pressure tightening around her neck, she was sure it was the latter. “Why are you hurting Chloe?” Ellie stopped pretending and demanded the truth. “She’d never do anything li
ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print. She had only been trying to find a medical document her boss needed but when she noticed a folder called Chloe’s Videos, she couldn’t stop herself from clicking it. She thought she’d find cute, happy clips of her best friend. She knew she shouldn’t look, but she had hoped to see a smiling Chloe; something she hadn’t seen in a long time. Chloe had been jumpy, distracted, and nervous lately, and Ellie wished she knew why. Chloe Roberts was naturally kind and gentle but the videos weren’t happy at all. They were terrifying. Ellie had been working for Chloe’s doctor fiancé for only abou
“I think I do,” he said seriously, nodding slowly. He leaned down, and Chloe’s heart raced as he gave her one of the sweetest kisses she’d ever experienced, one that showed her just how much she was adored. She sighed as he slowly pulled back, as if he didn’t want to stop. “I love you, Chloe Walker, and I’ll make damn sure nobody ever hurts you again,” he said, his voice full of feeling and tenderness. Hearing her name on his lips made her heart melt. “I love you, too, and I promise I’ll try to make you happy, Gabe,” she replied. “Sweetheart, I already told you, you don’t have to try. You just being you makes me happy. Now that you’re mine, I’m fucking ecstatic,” he rumbled. Tears filled Chloe’s eyes, knowing he meant every word. Gabe wasn’t always smooth, but he was honest. How could she explain how much his words mattered to her after everything she’d gone through? She’d tried, but he had just shrugged, thinking it was no big deal. To her, it was everything. “Thank
“A gift. Open it.” Chloe hoped he would understand and not be upset. She was taking a chance, trusting her gut feeling. He slowly removed the wrapping paper. “You didn’t need to get me anything.” “I wanted to give you this.” Chloe knew Gabe had more money than almost anyone in the world, and together, they were extremely rich…but this was different. She held her breath as he opened the box, his face showing surprise as he pulled out a brand-new black Stetson. Chloe’s heart raced, worried the gift might bring back bad memories or remind him of how he could never fill his father’s shoes. “I can take it back if it doesn’t fit,” she said quickly, meaning more than just the size. She knew it was his size. She just wasn’t sure if it would feel right to him. It was different from his father’s hat. The brim was a little smaller, and the band was simple black with small metal studs—not as fancy as his father’s. But when Chloe saw it, she thought of Gabe and felt this hat would suit him







