LOGINAllen POV Watching my brother make that foolish choice brought a deep sense of satisfaction to my heart. I knew he would claim the child. Of course, he would. The idiot never could resist playing the hero. The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor pulled my attention toward the entrance. Micah walked in wearing one of her signature short dresses, the kind that barely reached mid-thigh and clung to every curve like a second skin. Her fresh, smooth legs glowed under the warm lighting, and the moment I caught sight of them, a surge of raw hunger hit me hard. I wanted to bend her over the desk and take her right there, no questions asked. “Baby,” she sang softly, a bright smile lighting up her face as she approached me. She leaned down and kissed me deeply, her lips tasting like cherries and sin. Without waiting for an invitation, she dropped onto my lap, her soft ass pressing firmly against my growing bulge. In her manicured ha
Evelyn’s POV“You won’t believe it, he just ran off like that. I didn’t even do anything to him,” Sophia said, pacing back and forth like the situation had personally insulted her dignity.I leaned into the couch, crossing one leg over the other, watching her with a slow, amused smile that I didn’t even bother to hide. “So, this is why you called me here. Interesting. I thought you threw me out the last time with full energy and zero regret. What happened now? You missed my face?”“Evelyn, can you actually be serious for once in your life?” she snapped, stopping mid-step to glare at me.“I am serious,” I replied, lifting a brow. “You said you didn’t do anything and a full-grown man ran away from you like you were chasing him with a weapon. That’s not normal behavior. So, either you’re lying… or you did something embarrassing and you’re trying to edit the story.”Her eyes widened. “I am not lying!”“Okay,” I shrugged l
Damien’s POV“You will what?” Charles asked slowly, like he needed time to process each word before responding to it.He had been leaning back casually a moment ago, one leg crossed over the other like this was just another conversation he could joke his way through, but now he stilled mid-breath, the ease draining out of him in real time. Julian didn’t move much, but his eyes was on me.“Sign my shares to you,” I repeated, my tone steady, unhurried, leaving no space for misinterpretation.For a second, Charles let out a laugh, but it wasn’t amusement, it was disbelief dressed up as humor, “You’re joking.”I met his gaze without flinching. “Do I look like I’m joking?”The question landed exactly where it was meant to. He studied my face, searching, scanning, waiting for a crack, for anything that suggested this was impulse, anger, or worse, weakness. He didn’t find any. The faint amusement disappeared completely, repl
Damien’s POV“Colt, release it.”My voice came out steady, but it didn’t feel steady inside me. It felt like something was tearing quietly, slowly, and I had already decided to let it tear.“Are you high?” Charles fired, pushing his chair back so hard it dragged across the floor. He was already on his feet, staring at me like he didn’t recognize me anymore.“Charles, let him,” Julian said, calm but firm, the only one not letting his voice rise.Charles turned to him sharply. “Let him? Are you actually hearing yourself right now?” His hand flew through his hair in frustration. “If that statement goes out, his reputation is finished. Everything he has built, everything, is on the line. His seat in this company is not even secure anymore. Those shareholders are vultures, they’ve been waiting for a crack and this is not even a crack, this is a collapse.”I said nothing because he was right. I knew exactly what this would
Julian’s POVI came here for more than one reason. First was Aviellie. Damien might act like he has everything under control, but I know him. He won’t rest until he’s sure they are fine. The second was Evelyn. With everything going on, I needed to see if she was holding up or just pretending. And then… there was Sophia.My long lost... complicationAnd when I say long lost, I mean college days. The kind of love that doesn’t leave you even when it should. She walked away back then without giving me a reason, and somehow, years later, I find her again… and she looks at me like I’m a stranger. I still haven’t decided if she truly doesn’t remember or she’s just avoiding me.I knocked.“Come in,” her voice came from inside.The door opened and Evelyn stepped out. She looked fine. Too fine. The kind of fine people wear when things are not fine at all. We exchanged greetings briefly, and she walked past me like she had somew
Evelyn’s POV “No, you will not stay in my house. Not this time.” Sophia’s voice rang through the living room like she was addressing a stubborn tenant that refused to vacate. She stood in the middle of the room, arms folded, chin slightly raised, fully prepared to defend her territory. “You people that caused this mess should face it. Don’t come and shift it to Aviellie.” I stood there for a second, just looking at her. Not angry. Just tired. “I didn’t come to shift anything,” I said, keeping my tone calm. “I came to check how she is feeling.” “You can check that online,” she shot back without missing a beat. “Call her. Video call her. Do anything you want, but not here.” She pointed around the living room like the space itself was off-limits to me. I let out a slow breath, rubbing my forehead slightly. “Sophia…” “No, no, no, don’t ‘Sophia’ me,” she cut in, already shaking h
Damien’s POVI woke up with a deep smile still resting on my face, my arms wrapped around the soft warmth beside me. For a few seconds I stayed like that, half lost in sleep, enjoying the quiet comfort of the morning. The early sunlight was slipping through the curtains, the soft glow spreading acr
(Evelyn’s POV)The limo door opened, and the noise outside hit like a wave. Flashbulbs, voices, the hungry buzz of people waiting for a show.Damien stepped out first, tall and untouchable, and when his hand reached for me, I didn’t hesitate. I placed mine in his, smooth and steady, because that’s
(Damien’s POV)“Finally, you’ve lost it. I’m serious this time — I need to book you into a psychiatric ward, because I cannot keep calling myself friends with a lunatic.There’s no other explanation for this level of strategic suicide.”Charles’ voice came at me before the door had even closed. He
Evelyn povI dressed up for work and took one of Damien’s cars, the one with mirror tint. I was meeting Sophia at a café near the estate.She was already waiting when I walked in. We hugged tight.“Look at you,” she teased. “Rolling up in Damien’s car like a mafia wife. Should I start calling you M







