FAZER LOGINTheo’s POVHenry hadn’t meant to betray his father, the boy adored him too much for that, but kids had a funny way of revealing information without realizing it, especially when they felt safe and they were angry.I leaned back in my chair that morning, replaying pieces of the conversations Henry and I had shared during his short stay at my house.I had let him vent and eventually, the conversation changed. Henry started talking about his father more personally, like his routines, his job, his habits and other little things.I remembered sitting there in my living room, watching the boy carefully.“And what does he think about me?” I had asked. Henry had shrugged.“He thinks you’re suspicious" he had replied. I had laughed.“Well, he’s not wrong.”But inside, something had shifted because Michael had been investigating something, that much was clear, and the moment someone breaks into your house to start digging for information, you start wondering what exactly they’re digging for.
Michael's POVI stared down at the stack of documents spread across my desk and rubbed my temples.This was ridiculous. I couldn't concentrate because my thoughts kept drifting back to the night before.Theo standing in his living room then stepping into the argument between me and Henry and then Theo, of all people, defending me.I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling.None of it made sense.I let out a quiet sigh.“Stop thinking about him.”I picked up the file in front of me again and Theo’s name stared back at me from the folder tab.The documents inside detailed business transactions, partnerships, investments that all looked clean, too clean, which was exactly what made it suspicious.Nobody with that much money had a perfectly clean record.I set the file down and leaned back again because there was another thought in my mind now, a very annoying one.What if Theo wasn’t the problem? What if he was just… misunderstood?The idea felt ridiculous.This was the same ma
Michael's POVFor a moment, the entire room felt like it had gone silent.Henry stood a few feet away from me in the hallway, his arms crossed tightly over his chest like a shield. His shoulders were tense, his chin slightly raised in that stubborn way he had inherited from Fernando.Behind him, Kim lingered quietly near the hallway entrance, watching the scene unfold with concern.Theo stood near me, leaning casually against the armrest of his couch like he had front-row seats to a show he wasn’t supposed to be watching.The dish in my hands was suddenly heavier than before as I took another step forward.“Henry, I came here to apologize.”“You should’ve thought about that before” he replied very coldly. “I know.”“And now you show up here like nothing happened?”“I brought your favorite dinner.”Henry looked down at the dish in my hands. For a split second, something flickered in his expression then the walls came back up.“I don’t care" he said and it hurt, badly.“Henry…”“Just g
Michael's POVThe kitchen smelled like garlic, butter, and roasted peppers.I stood over the stove, stirring the pan slowly while the sauce thickened. The wooden spoon scraped softly against the bottom of the pot, the sound steady and calming in a way my mind definitely wasn’t.I was making Henry’s favorite as a peace offering. I had cooked this dish hundreds of times over the years.Nick leaned against the counter behind me, his arms crossed, watching the whole process like a judge in a cooking competition.Ashley sat at the small kitchen table, scrolling through her phone but glancing up every few seconds.“You’ve added salt three times already,” Nick said casually.I frowned at the pot.“No I haven’t.”“Yes, you have.”Ashley looked up.“He’s right" she agreed.I paused then sighed.“Fine" I said.Nick smirked.“See? Stress cooking.”“I’m not stressed.”“You’re cooking a five-star meal to bribe your son into forgiving you,” Nick replied.“That’s not bribing.”“That’s literally the
Theo's POVI took a moment before leaving the restroom, not because I needed to but because I wanted to.The mirror above the sink reflected a man who looked perfectly composed, which was exactly how I wanted to appear when I walked back to the table, even though my mind was still replaying the last few minutes.The furious look on Michael’s face, the way his breath had hitched when I kissed him, the shock in his eyes.I exhaled slowly and adjusted my jacket.Infuriating man.A faint smile touched my lips before I pushed the restroom door open and walked back into the restaurant.The warm lighting and soft music greeted me again as I crossed the dining room.Vanessa was exactly where I left her. Sitting elegantly at the table, swirling the wine in her glass. The moment she noticed me approaching, her expression brightened.“There you are.”I slid back into my seat.“My apologies.”“That was quite a long call.”I leaned slightly forward.“My daughter likes to call me before going to be
Michael's POVFor a few seconds after Theo pulled away, I couldn’t move. My brain was still trying to catch up with what had just happened.The cold tile pressed against my back and Theo’s hands were still pinning my wrists against the wall.His face was only inches from mine and my heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my throat.What the hell just happened?Then my mind snapped back into place.I pushes him hard.“Get the hell off me!”Theo stumbled back a step, finally releasing my wrists. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand like I could erase the moment completely.“What is wrong with you?” I snapped.Theo leaned casually against the sink again like nothing had happened and then he laughed.“You should see your face,” he said.My cheeks were burning.“You’re insane.”Theo tilted his head slightly, studying me with that same irritating calm.“No, i’m honest” he said.“Honest? You just assaulted me” I barked. “That was a kiss.”“That was not a kiss.”“It was, you just







