LOGINGrace~3 Years Later…It took alot of time to finally get rid of that old Grandma. In the end, the Calders, who were fighting each other for power, killed each other. Their family was gone, and so was their hold over the business world.Everything that Ethan built crumbled under his arrogance. And t
Grace~Six Months Later…Tristin found the child’s father after running the DNA data in the system. It turned out that Selena had a one-night stand while she was away for a year and conceived Alexander. She didn't tell anyone because she wanted to pass Alexander as Theo's son, and then as Tristin's
Grace As soon as the car stops in the driveway, the driver steps out, leaving me and Tristin in the backseat. The heavy silence between us feels suffocating. Alexander is not Tristin’s son. We fought so many times over this, and it turns out, Ethan was playing us on this front, too.To make sure
TristinMy stomach twists. I clench my hands into fists and place them in my lap, hidden from everyone’s view.That boy’s face flashes before my eyes, and I release a slow breath, trying to control the rage simmering beneath the surface.It’s true that I just can’t feel the connection with him—a con
TristinI thought she would fall for that fucker’s trap again. I knew he wanted her to come to him and ask about that child. I wanted to stop her, tell her that she would be making another mistake, one that was eerily similar to all mistakes she had made before.But I kept quiet and followed her as
GraceThe door to the stuffy room opens, and he steps through the doorway. My hands lift from the cold table and land in my lap cautiously.An officer walks him towards the table in the center of the dimly lit room. His green eyes remain fixed on me—intense and cold.Instinctively, I break eye conta
GraceIn life…I always found myself surprised by little things.Any truth, any secret, any incident could make me go still or start panicking and shock would take over.But as the call disconnects and Carlos’ laughter filters through the speaker of the other phone…I struggle to feel surprised. It
GraceThe intensity of his voice leaves me breathless. What am I going to do with him? I open my mouth and just breathe, his breath mingling with mine.His hand sneaks down, slipping inside my hospital trousers and his fingers rub my folds—so wet and warm for him already.“ Tell me you are wet bec
“ You are hurt because of me. ” He whispers in a daze. “ I am fine. ” I whisper back, finding it hard to suppress the pain now. As the car starts, and his warmth surrounds me, I give into exhaustion. ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~When I wake up, a familiar white ceiling is peering back at me. I register that I
TristinI stare at the people sitting around the conference table, all waiting for me to start talking or to give them a chance to talk.But I can’t do anything.I stare at the screen of my phone.It’s been three days—three days since I failed to protect Grace and she disappeared.One more failure.







