LOGINConallI am sitting in my office, busy, trying to finish up for the day. I don’t want another late night. I am eager to get home to Serena, who is waiting for me at mine. I should be done soon. A knock at my office door makes me look up, and the last person I expected to see is standing there. Felicty! What the hell is she doing here? I cautiously call for her to come in. She seems hesitant, but opens the door and comes in, slowly walking towards my desk. She seems nervous, worried even, which is confusing me even more.“Felicity, what are you doing here?” I ask with a raised brow.Has Henry pulled her into some part of his plan? Sighing, she takes a seat on the other side of my desk, eyes down. “I need to talk to you, it is important, but no one can know my reason for being here.”If she doesn’t want anyone to see her here, then why come to my office, where most people know who she is?“Has Henry sent you? Is this some part of the plan?”She lifts her head to look at me and shakes he
SerenaI have told Conall I have gone out to deal with some business. Just not the business he thinks. I have a meeting with a PI to help me get the proof I need to determine who is responsible for the attack. I am paying him a fortune because he goes above and beyond and doesn’t do everything exactly by the book when he is on a case, and that is what I need. I have the details of Henry and his father's banks, their addresses and everything else I could get my hands on without anyone knowing what I was doing. He is going to hack into all the security in the surrounding area, too. Yes, I know the police are on it, but in case they don’t do anything or find what they need, this is another option. I hate lying to Conall about it, but if I told him what I planned on doing, he wouldn’t allow it. He would try to talk me out of it. I still plan to pay Henry and his father a visit to see if they will admit to anything, but that won’t be an easy thing, so for now, I can only hope the PI can ge
ConallIt’s been a week since my attack. We gave the police everything, but they have no leads. I never expected much. I’m restless staying home and away from work. I’m healing; my ribs hurt. I could do more, but Serena and my mother insist I take it easy. They’re protective. I appreciate their care, but there should be limits. I’m not fragile—just a couple of cracked ribs. It’s hard not to get annoyed, since they only want the best for me.Today I’ll finally get some time alone. Mom works, and Serena has a meeting and groceries. I’m looking forward to it—it’s what I need before I lose patience with them.“Are you sure you will be okay?” Serena asks as she enters the room, dressed in business attire.“Yes, I will be fine. I am going to get some work done.”I’m not ready for the office yet, but I want to work from home.She sighs. “Okay, don’t overdo it. I’ll bring lunch. Don’t do anything stupid just because you’re alone. I don’t want you getting hurt,” she says firmly.I stop myself
SerenaConall and I arrive at his place after his discharge. He is in more pain than he admits, wincing when he moves. His mom went home but will be here first thing, bringing breakfast and coffee. She didn’t return tonight to let him rest. I guide him to the bedroom and help him onto the bed.“Stay put until I get something for you to sleep in,” I state firmly.He sighs and nods. He will hate that he can’t do what he wants without issue for the next couple of weeks. The doctor told him to rest, and I will make sure he does. I will be a pain in his ass, but it is what I need to do. I grab him some flannel bottoms from his drawer and return to where he is. I carefully help him undress, and only then do I see the marks on his upper body. He has multiple bruises, one of which looks like a footprint. How did he manage to get up from that and start fighting back? I fight back my tears at the thought of him lying on the ground as they kick him around his body. What if they kicked his head?
ConallI need to get out of this damn hospital. I hate it, but they aren’t letting me go until someone can pick me up. I managed to drive myself here; I would have managed to drive back. Yes, I am in pain because of those bastards, but it could have been worse. They only caught me off guard because my back was to them. As soon as I realized what was happening, I fought back, and once I did, they couldn’t get the upper hand again. Everything happened so quickly—it was clearly planned, since they were waiting for me and no one else, so I know it wasn’t random. My face is a mess: they split my eyebrow, gave me a busted lip, left me with a black eye, and I ended up with a couple of cracked ribs and other cuts and bruises. They ran off when I fought back—cowards. They won’t look too good themselves.The thought of my mom and Serena seeing me fills me with dread, as I know they won’t take it well. I will find out who is responsible for this and make sure of it. Suddenly, Serena rushes into
SerenaWorry claws at me. Conall texted early, promising to be home by six-thirty, but now it’s after seven-thirty. He isn’t answering his cell. Something feels off; I can’t shake it. Once more—I think it’s the tenth time—I try calling him, but again, it rings out. Panic-stricken, I pace. What if something has happened? Even his work phone goes unanswered. He never ignores me. Not on purpose. Maybe work’s delaying him, but the churning in my stomach insists otherwise.My hands tremble as I search for his mom’s name and dial, my breath shallow with desperation. It rings only a couple of times before she answers.“Hello, Serena, is everything okay?”“I am not sure. Have you heard from Conall? He was supposed to be here an hour ago, but he hasn’t shown and isn’t answering his cell or work phone.”I don’t want to worry her, but the restless fear gnaws inside me. I need to know if she has seen or heard from him.“No, I haven’t heard from him. When did you last hear from him?” I can hear th
ConallI am on my way to Serena’s place. I am not too happy. She told me she was going home after lunch, which was a lie. I know what she did. A scene like what went down at the Country Club doesn’t go unnoticed. The worst of it is, Serena is being painted as the bad one, the crazy one who has no r
Conall I enter the office, feeling good after my morning with Serena. I had a spring in my step, ready to start my day. I smile and say hello to everyone as I go to my office. I would have much preferred to stay home with Serena, but I need to work. She is coming to mine tonight, well, maybe, she
SerenaI am nervous as I wait for Conall. What did his father say to him? It must have something to do with me if he asked to meet and it couldn’t wait until tonight. I can imagine the things he said. He never did like me. He tried to hit on me once while I was married to Henry. I shot him down, an
ConallI am not sure if I made the right choice, agreeing to continue with Serena, but I am willing to give it a try. She knows where I stand and what needs to change. If she is willing to work through this together, then things will be fine, but if things go back to how they were, I am done for go







