LOGIN“Why wouldn’t they want you back?” Lilly scoffs, waving a dismissive hand. “They’d be idiots to let your talent go and besides, with that million-dollar compensation, you’re set for a while. You don’t have to rush back to work.”“You’re right.” I smile faintly. “Especially now with the baby so close
SIERRA.I run my fingers gently through Nolan’s soft hair as he sleeps across my lap. He’s completely knocked out after Aunt Ava gave him some medicine for a stomach ache.He refused to sleep anywhere else and insisted he’d be most comfortable on my lap even after I told him my bump would get in the
The pain is consuming watching her now while knowing I’m the reason she once looked hollow… it’s unbearable.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, gripping the glass so tightly it digs into my palm.I used to think it was her loss... That hurting me and losing me was her punishment... And I clung to tha
When I pulled back, I scanned the bleachers smug and proud and that’s when I saw Sierra sitting there, frozen.Lilly’s hand wrapped tightly around hers as tears slid down her cheeks silently as she watched me celebrate with someone else.I remember that look. The look of someone who had been broken,
NOAH.I stand at the far end of the backyard, a glass hanging loosely from my fingers as my eyes lock onto Sierra.The garden is strung with warm lights, laughter floating through the air as family and close friends mingle.This is a little celebration her mother arranged to celebrate Sierra winning
Jocelyn’s attorney stands. “Objection. There is no proof that this dinner had anything to do with proprietary information.”Kerry turns slightly toward him. “You’re correct, counsel. A dinner alone proves nothing.”She clicks again and the screen changes.“Which is why we obtained the corresponding
She's quiet for a second and then, “What if you move in me?” Stare at her before laughter bubbles out of my mouth.“I’m serious,” she says, frowning.“I love you, Babe, but no thanks,” I say, still laughing.I remember our campus days and I don’t want a repeat of that ever again. There is something
“Did you get him?”“Yes, sir,” one of the bodyguards replies, his voice crisp through the speaker. “He tried to run, but we caught him before he could get far.”“What did he say?” Noah’s tone is calm, but there’s a quiet edge to it that makes the air in the car feel heavier.“He’s a reporter,” the m
Anonymous.I slam my fist against the desk, the sound echoing through the dimly lit room. The glass trembles, and a few papers flutter to the floor. My jaw aches from how tightly I’m grinding my teeth.“She’s still alive,” I spit out. “How the fuck is she still alive?”The woman across from me flinc
“Nothing,” I say finally. “I’ve been shopping there for years and nothing stood out.”The two officers exchange another glance.“What’s that look for?” Noah asks, his tone edged with suspicion.Mark turns his gaze to me. “You said you’ve been going there for years, right?”“Yes.”“Then it’s highly l







