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
“I will, just bear with me. Dad, do you remember what was happening with the Obsidian leadership about twenty-seven years ago, when baby Abigail arrived on the scene?”Paul glares openly at his son. “Really now, Gray. I don’t have time for these games.”“Please, this will all make sense to you in a
“How did I end up with you?” she says in a voice filled with acid. “How were you involved in the kidnapping plot? What part did you play, Luther?”“I…uh,” comes his fumbled response. Clearly, he underestimated her, and she’s wrong-footed him.“Were you working for the Winchesters? What did they prom
All the color has drained from Paul’s face as the plausibility begins to build. “Especially if Luther was the one who oversaw the kidnapping…if he were the one holding her the whole time.”My heart drops like a stone into an abyss…Had Luther been acting as the Winchester’s henchman, holding my mothe
AbigailI remain seated at the desk, still reverberating from the exchange with my father – well the man pretending to be my father for the past 27 years. A part of me needs to believe that he acted out of love for an infant left to his care. But my experience with the man tells me, there definitely







