LOGIN“I agree with Victor. I mean, look at the way they’re staring into each other’s eyes. And look,” I say, pointing to the caption. “They’re planning on a Christmas wedding. Why would she announce that, if she’s planning to dump him for Grayson in a few days?. I’m afraid Mr. Bennet might be the one in
I go to the door to let him in.“Victor,” I say cheerfully, “Come in, come in,” I say embracing him and letting him kiss my cheeks.“How is little Xavi doing?”“Oh, you know, the great thing about kids is that they’re so resilient. We’re thinking about having a couple of sessions with a therapist, j
As I stare at them, I know, life doesn’t get much better than this. And I’m so unbelievably thankful to have us all safe under the same roof.The awkward moment came when we had to explain that the doctors hadn’t been able to save Mika. Our sweet boy wept for her as we held him in our arms.He’d loo
We shower together and tenderly make love to each other. Both are just so thankful to be back in each other’s arms. Too excited to sleep, I check the monitor for the hundredth time to confirm Xavi is still there. Satisfied, I turn over to find Sebastian lying on his back staring up at the ceiling.
“Right, maintain the status quo.”“Only now, I’m ready to put a fucking hole in Carson’s head. How do I know you didn’t set this whole thing up from the start to paint Carson as the villain? Maybe you want him out the picture so bad, you’re hoping I’ll take him out for you.”Grayson raises his hands
When I’m close enough, Bennet steps forward, extending a hand.“Grayson Bennet.”His handshake is firm, but not crushing like in some juvenile show of power.“Sebastian Petrosky,” I reply and sit in the seat he indicates across the table from him.“So, you attended Princeton,” I say, letting him kno
AbigailWe remain in the confines of the basement, which is really more of a bunker for the wealthy, stocked with enough food, weapons, and comfort items to get you through the zombie apocalypse. We go into a small room which serves as an office space. Grayson pulls the chair across from the desk a
GraysonHoly shit! You have got to be fucking kidding me. Abigail Harrison is Arthur Winchester’s daughter? Heir to his vast fortune and Obsidian title?That goddam snake Luther nearly pulled off the heist of the century but lost control of the whole thing at the end by leaving a loose end—Yacine. T
“What do we do now?” Her eyes are full of fear. “They’ll know. They’ll try to kill me like they killed my mom.”“No, Abby,” I say forcefully. “I won’t let that happen.”“Arthur couldn’t protect his own wife,” she says bitterly. “How are you going to protect me?”“Aruther underestimated just how corr
“Absolutely, and now that security is in place and the test is on its way to the lab, we can breathe a little easier and plan our next steps.”My smile broadens as I stare into his eyes. “Have I told you how incredible I think you are? Or how ridiculously turned on I am to be your Lady?”A deep chuc







