LOGINTamara.I want to help mom but I really do not know how to go about it.I just can't walk up to Katrina and beg, demand a visit. She'd never listen.But she does listen to Killian, somehow.He's the only one who's been capable of getting through to Katrina. She loves Killian, it'll be hard but she might cave.Now, how exactly do I talk to Killian about this?Jayna?No.I don't want to bother her with my problem.I wait for Killian.He's been out for a while, but I'd wait.I don't know how long I stayed up for. Finally, sleep takes over.But a knock on my door jerks me awake.I rub my eyes gently, realizing that my lights were still on. “Who's there?”“It's me. Killian,” my eyes flutter open fully and reach for the phone and tap the screen.It's past nine.I get up slowly and move to the door. My hand lingers on the doorknob before I pull it open.“Hi,” Killian mutters, his voice is low and he looks tired with dark shadows under his eyes. “I wanted to bring you this,”He pulls a white
Killian.I can't remember the last time I've sighed this much.This dinner and with Chloe is the last thing I want to do but I need all tracks covered.It gets annoying as the time neared.She has texted like twice or more to make sure I'm not ditching her.My phone rings.I walk over to the bedstand and take it.It's Josh.I click the green icon and press the phone to my ear.“I found where he lives,”“Matteo?”“Yes, boss.” He answered. “But I think he's on the run,”“What?”“I got to meet his sick wife, and he's not been home in two days,”My brows rose. A wife?That's — unbelievable.He showed up, claiming to be Tamara's lover whereas he's married?It starts to click, the pieces coming together.“He’s married?” I mutter, more out of pure instincts than a question.“Yes, he's been married for five years. His wife was diagnosed with ovarian cancer two years ago,”I don't even know how to react to this.Furious?Definitely.How could I have fallen for this half baked lies?I swallow ha
Tamara.The guards move to Chloe, gesturing her to the door.She smoothens her sleeves back and glared at Hazel.Her eyes finally found mine, and it stayed there, just for a second. “You'll regret this, Tamara. I'd make sure he leaves you with nothing, I'll see that you perish in misery, it's not over.”“Shut the hell up,” Hazel hissed.I laugh, I could slap Chloe right now but no she's not worth stressing over.I inch closer to her. “Doing this much for a man, does he even know you like him? I mean you had over a decade to make a move. You didn't. Now he's married. You gotta count your losses and move on,”“Never!” She glares at me, eyes burning holes in my face.“Whatever,” I say and turn to the guards. “Please get her out of my office.”“This way ma'am,”“Don't touch me,”With one last awful look thrown my way, she strides out of the room.Once the guards leaves and shuts the door behind them, Hazel turns to me. “You sure you're okay?”I nod. “Yes. I am, startled but I'm good,” I s
Tamara.My door jerks open and there she is.Chloe.I knew she'd come.I prepared for it.I don't even wait for Clara to complain before waving her off.She nods and leaves.“Why are you here Chloe?”She ignores me.“You sent those photos, didn't you?” She spits out as she advances.I lean back into my chair and arch my brows. “What photos?”I see her fist clench, then she points a finger at me. “Don't play dumb with me,”I laugh to put her off her guard a little. “I guess I'm more resourceful than you think,” I say in a lazy tone.She pauses, eyes on me, face tight, so tight it could crack.“You think that's going to change anything?” Her brows lifts, waiting, maybe for a confirmation.I shrug. “I don't know, you tell me,”She glares at me. “It changes nothing. Those are mere photos. You're not fooling anyone,”I narrow my eyes at her. “If you're so sure of that, then why are you here?”She steps closer, placing both hands on my desk and leaning in, her face inches from mine.“No one
Chloe.Everything is going as planned.Killian's oddly sweet but that's a change I accept with all my heart.Good thing he's not suspecting anything.When he called while I was trailing him. I was all fidgety and full of nerves.I thought he sussed that out but he didn't.He's inviting me to dinner tonight, to make up to me he had said.But I don't see it that way.This is a date.He doesn't have to call it that for me to get it.I do, unprovoked.Because you know why?I've waited, patiently.It's finally getting to my time.Sure endlessly waiting on someone hurts, but when it's for a man like Killian, it doesn't hurt as much.I really cannot wait to have him all to myself.I want us together forever and not even that slimy bitch of a wife can stop me.No one will.A knock comes to the door.My secretary walks in.I look up, anger licking my spine. “Didn't I ask not to be disturbed?” I snarl.“You did ma'am,” she says with a shaky voice. “But this parcel came in for you with a descrip
Killian.If anything could shut mom up, this is it.She blinks like she didn't expect me or anyone else to find out.Maybe not yet.But I don't get it.This hatred mom has carried for Tamara and her family. She keeps throwing insults around but never says the actual thing.Mom's eyes are burning holes in my face now. I see a mix of anger– maybe hurt shining brightly in her eyes.But she doesn't say anything, didn't even breathe a word.Jayna looks between me and mom, confusion lining her face. “What photo?”Mom looks away.Jayna turns to me.I say nothing.“Mom?” Jayna's voice is tight now. “What's Killian talking about?”That's when mom simply says. “It's nothing. He's kidding, just leave it be,”I don't let her words derail me.My anger won't let me. I take another step closer. “Am I?” I say, voice firm. “You were in that photo with Caroline, smiling. It's not nothing. Tamara saw it,”She turns to me in an instant. “And you believe that….her?”“Why shouldn't I?” I scoff.“Because she







