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
His eyes are wide with astonishment.“Don’t you ever disrespect my Lady again!” I growl at him. “This is Abigail Harrison, you will address her as ma’am or Ms. Harrison. Do you understand?”“Yes, sir,” he says, lowering his eyes. “I’m very sorry, sir.”“Don’t apologize to me,” I snap. “Apologize to
Abigail finally manages to nod her agreement.“Good,” I say, relieved that she isn’t challenging me on this. “As my Lady, you’ll come under my protection. Luther won’t be able to touch you. I’ll have the order’s backing on this, and he knows it.”She closes her eyes and breathes deeply. “And I will
GraysonWe touched down in Miami at 5:05 pm and not a moment too soon. I think the news about Abigail’s mother hit her pretty hard and when she ordered her second scotch, I discreetly finished it off for her so she wouldn’t be too inebriated while meeting her mother for the first time since she was
GraysonWhen I ease the door open, my eyes quickly scan the busy corridors filled with passengers steadily making their way toward their departure gates others a place to grab a bite before their flight. But what I’m looking for is anyone specifically looking this way, checking the door numbers. It







