LOGINHe was a workaholic. They say she was sad and scared. Their testimony is available. They have a civil suit pending against him. He bought off the judge for the petition of evidence in a criminal matter, but even the great Lennox Demetri can't stop all the wheels of justice. Get out. Leave. Come ho
Nox's eyes followed mine. He quirked a brow. "I thought you didn't have plans?""I was hoping you could come up with something."He reached for my hand and started to pull me out of the bedroom, but stopped. "We're getting out of here. Go put something on under that dress and throw some things in an
CharliPeople. So many people.The doorman, people in the lobby, and in the elevator. My feet staggered. I was drunk though I'd barely consumed more than a couple of sips of my martini. I was intoxicated on Nox and on life. His strong arm steadied me as he led me from the elevator and down the hallw
As we settled into the back of the sedan, I thought about the present I had back at the apartment for Nox. It was my vibrator. Whoever moved our things to the apartment from the Mandarin, put it with my bras and panties. With all that had happened, Nox hadn't mentioned it since the first morning whe
My handbag beside the martini glass vibrated, momentarily breaking my trance. I freed my phone and read the text.Nox: "YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY."Before I could move my head to find him, another message came through.Nox: "DON'T TURN AROUND."I shook my head, wondering again how he did that. And an
I laughed, stretching to my tiptoes and giving him a kiss. "Thank you. But how did you get all of this done in a morning?""I may have talked to your cousin and arranged for you to stay out longer than you planned.""That's why he insisted on coffee at Tom's restaurant and seeing my apartment.""Sto
Twenty years earlierAdelaide"No," I repeated, as my mother, Olivia, held tightly to my hand.There had been so many conversations and decrees I'd heard while within the regal walls of my father's home office. For all of my life it had been his throne room, his center for control. From within this
CharliUnconscious. Chelsea was unconscious and admitted to Stanford University Medical Center. The woman from my apartment complex said the police were called. No one had answers. The door to our apartment was locked and there were no signs of forced entry. If the movers hadn't come, they might no
“Thus the mortar fire?” I asked with a smirk.“Yes. Unfortunately, if you're in Davis's sights, I recommend wearing a bulletproof vest. History has shown that advice to be literal. Of course, there's never any proof or connection; however, his opposition has disappeared more than once. The coinciden
"I was going to call," I said breathlessly as I continued my race through the crowd."Alexandria? Is that you?"My feet slowed as I moved to the side of the corridor and closed my eyes. I could hang up, but this conversation needed to happen sooner or later."Bryce?""I'm not sure I believe you," th







