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
She nods. “I’m sorry. I’ll keep up, I promise.”“All the same, here,” I say, holding out my hand to her. “We’ll do it together.”Smiling meekly, Abby takes my hand. “If you insist.”It’s a little slower going, but after forty-five minutes, we finally reach our destination. As we approached the edge
I’m tempted to click off the image to alleviate his suffering, but I don’t dare move. I need to know what Grayson is thinking.His head lifts and his fingers fly over the keypad. “You’ve got to find a way to get Cathy out of there without my help! You never should’ve told them! This is on you, dad!”
Richard sighs heavily and tosses up his hands.“What are you saying?” Grayson says tersely. “Unless we give you some salacious garbage to dangle before the masses, you can’t help us?”“I’m saying this won’t make headlines without it,” Richard fires back. “If time is of the essence, you’ve got to giv
Richard’s brow furrows. “How widely known were the details of Arthur Winchester’s will? It’s sort of surprising that he would’ve informed his sons of the change in his will, knowing how greedy and depraved they were. I mean, why create even more animosity between his sons and his new wife?”I’m jolt







