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
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
A smile springs to my face. “Now, that’s my man.”He grins back. “Damn right.” He taps at the computer keys to switch the camera on. Our two faces stare back at us. He clicks the unmute button. “And we are live.”I look at my notepad with my meticulous timeline of all the events that transpired from
“Oh, no,” she gasps and looks at me, her eyes round with fear. “If Luther’s scared, it’s got to be really bad.”“No shit.” I shut down the laptop and jam it into my backpack. “For half a million, they’ll be crawling out of the woodwork for us. We’ve got to get the hell out of here.” I don’t tell her







