ВойтиThe sound of her heels echoed softly against the floor, swallowed whole by the sterile silence of the prison hallway. Each step felt like it was slowly bringing her closer to hell, but her back stayed straight and her head stayed high. She passed rows of locked doors, steel bars and bored guards, an
Three Months Later The fabric was soft against my skin, and so breathtaking that I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I sat in front of the vanity, my hands folded in my lap and trying to breathe evenly as the stylist added one final pin to my hair. I'd always thought I'd cry on my wedding day, but I ha
I was still holding Ethan's hand when the door creaked open again. At first, I thought it was a nurse or maybe a detective back with some update about Marcus's arraignment. But then I saw a cane, and a face I hadn't expected to ever see again. Richard Jones. Ethan froze beside me as he stepped int
I could have sworn I was dead. But then I found myself waking up in a room that was too white and too quiet, and the air smelled like disinfectant and something sterile that clung to the back of my throat. My body ached in too many places to count, and I wasn't sure at first if I was dreaming or i
When I opened the door to my office, I half-expected a ghost. But the man sitting across from my desk wasn't a ghost, even though he looked eerily familiar. He was in his mid to late fifties, wearing a sharp blazer with a well-kept salt and pepper beard, and the kind of eyes that looked like they ha
CALLAHAN The cold hit me the second I stepped outside, but I lit the cigarette anyway. I hadn't touched one in over three years (not since the Donovan case) but something about watching a pregnant woman get wheeled out on a stretcher with a bullet hole through her chest just made the craving imposs
Okay, I admit it.I’m a terrible person. But in my defence, I didn’t know what else to do. It’s not like I could send him a text and say “Hey, just thought I should let you know that I’m in New York. Remember when you asked me to move to America with you? That was crazy, right? Anyway, we should ge
“You assume too much,” Ciara said. “Marcus holds all the cards here. When you’re as wealthy and powerful as him, certain rules don’t apply anymore. The law is sometimes bent to protect those who are viewed as superior to others. There’s no denying the fact that the mere mention of the Reynards would
Being back in the halls of J.P. Steele was like stepping through a Time Machine. Suddenly I remembered those awful days leading up to my divorce, when David was helping me out and I was actually stupid enough to believe that he was on my side. I knew better now, and I realised that I should have see
But was that worth going back?I could always just keep my head low and try to avoid any situation where he would know I was back in the States. As long as we never crossed paths, how would he ever know that I was around? Manhattan was a big place. And there was no way we would ever run into each ot







