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
The sunlight filters through the canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows on the park bench where Alexandra and I sit, our lunch spread between us. It's one of those rare days when the breeze carries just a hint of summer's promise, but the weight of my news seems to shift the air around us, making
As I'm about to succumb to sleep myself, a buzzing noise jars me awake. Squinting in the dim light, I see Molly's phone light up on her nightstand. An unknown number flashes across the screen. She stirs, groggy and disoriented."Who the hell?" she mutters as she picks up the phone and swipes to answ
But I can't give any hint of my suspicions to Molly. She'd never believe her best friend could be so manipulative. Lexi has her completely fooled. For now, I have to keep playing along, pretending I'm still hunting the culprit. Can't let either of them see my hand just yet. Molly is smart but she h
“Look, lay low for the next couple of days,” Sebastian said lowering his voice as if he were afraid someone might hear him. “Donovan will no longer be a problem. If he’s not leaning on the director of the CIA or the FBI, this vendetta will die with Donovan.”“It had better, Petrosky, or the next tra







