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Chapter 8 A Variable He Didn't Plan For
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Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 46 The Boardroom Shield
Weston━━❖━━Miller was waiting at the elevator, and she skipped the greeting."Executive session, called before dawn. Mr. Cedric, Mr. Adrian, and Director [NAME] signed it. Item one is the breaker room, and they've worded it as settled. Item two is Mrs. Vane's title.""Settled?""I wouldn't call it that, sir." She kept pace with me down the corridor. "I thought you wouldn't either."Cedric stood outside the boardroom doors with his hands locked at his belt. Adrian leaned on the wall a few feet away, and he didn't straighten when he saw me. His collar sat crooked, and he hadn't fixed it. A night in that library had taken the shine off him, and he knew I could see it."Cousin," I said.His jaw worked. "Mr. CEO." (Jaw worked is Overused. Change)It came out flat, with none of the old flourish. I walked past him and pushed the doors open myself.Hale already sat at my right with his folder squared. Whitfield sat across from him and studied his hands. Reyes had the minutes open. Director
Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 47 What If He Already knows?
|•Marin• |Damien's question had followed me back to the pavilion. By nine that night, it was still with me, in the level voice he had used across the meeting table that afternoon.What if he already knows?I had denied it for one sentence. Then I had looked at the man who had driven me to St. Gabriel's and kept his word about it, and said yes. We didn't make a speech of it.Since then, I had gone through every reason Weston could not know, one at a time, and each one made sense. Roland kept his charts locked. Alfred had given me his word in a hospital room. I had looked a lawyer in the face with his pen over the page and told him no. None of it eased the knot in my stomach.Damien had laid out the gate in plain words that afternoon. Weston had stood on the wrong side of the iron bars, asked for his wife, and threatened Damien's job. As far as Damien could tell, he had never once said the word baby. That could mean he didn't know."He doesn't know," I'd said. I had said it before Dami
Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 46 The Routine Summons
Weston━━❖━━I opened St. Gabriel's check-in board on my secure line from the car park. No code under Marin's name, no room, no visit in progress. She was across town at a desk I hadn't signed for, which meant I could walk into the building without meeting her at an elevator.The man I'd posted on the lake road had sent his report that morning. Her car had left Ashford's east gate and turned toward the Branch. His had turned toward the tower. I read it twice in the kitchen and once more in the back seat, hoping one of the addresses would change.I'd kept clear of Ashford all day. Miller moved my nine o'clock review so I wouldn't spend an hour across a table from Ashford. Ashford left the tower at eleven with a gray folder and no word to the executive floor. I had threatened to fire him through a gate. It left us short of small talk. That afternoon, Hale's office flagged a deposit for the summit venue, wired from Ashford Holdings.Roland had phoned at two. The draw was back, and he wou
Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 45 With Interest
|•Marin• |The brass plate beside my door said MARIN ALESSI, EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR, BRAND STRATEGY. I had asked for Alessi. The plate was already up when I arrived.The title matched the one I had held in the Vane tower. The department didn't. It had its own staff and its own say over the work, and nobody in it took orders from the executive floor.The building was the one Alfred called the Sibling Branch. It stood on the east side of the city, a narrow tower of glass with nine floors, a forty-minute drive from the sixty floors of the Vane Enterprises tower. Vane Enterprises owned it, and the group's name was on the deed. The family had set it up to run on its own, and it answered to the group for two things only, money and law. Its work was luxury. It designed the look and voice of high-end brands and hosted the foreign investors whose dinners and tours decide whether a fund trusts a company and signs.Weston had never worked a day on those nine floors. That was why I had asked Alfred f
Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 44 The Other Side of the Gate
Weston━━❖━━I rang her four times between the tower and the bridge.The first call rang out. The second rang until it went to a recording. By the third, the phone was off, and a voice said the number could not be reached. I tried a fourth time at a red light, out of habit more than hope, then put the phone on the seat and drove the rest of the way with both hands.I had told myself I would leave her alone tonight. Roland had said she needed rest, and the screen on my desk had said she was behind a gate that wasn't mine. I lasted until nine.I drove myself. I wanted no driver and no detail, and no one who would have to describe my face to somebody later. The only car I could take without anyone asking questions was the dark gray one I'd bought on a whim and never used. It handled the road well. I didn't.The estate ran behind a stone wall for half a mile along the north shore of the lake, the east gate at the far end of it, where the staff log had placed her at 8:19. At the end of the
Chasing the Pride of Alessi Chapter 43 Under His Roof
|•Marin• |I had argued with Damien outside the hospital, first about a hotel, then about my mother's house, and I lost both once I worked out what each one meant. A hotel meant a desk clerk, a name in a register, and a photographer who would know my face by midnight. My mother's house meant my mother, who would take one look at me and understand everything, and cry, and I had no strength left to watch that tonight."The pavilion has a gate," he'd said back in the hospital room, while Alfred stood by the bed gathering his cane. "I keep a list of who's allowed through it. Tonight you'd be the only name on it."Alfred kept his eyes on his cane while Damien spoke. Then he looked at me and said, "Good." To Damien he said, "Drive carefully, and call Roland yourself if anything changes before morning." He asked nothing about a married woman spending the night in another man's house. That afternoon he had signed the papers ending that marriage, and he saw no reason to mind what came after.S
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