LOGINAiden’s POV Hearing her call my name completely erased whatever restraint I had left. I lose control of myself and keep thrusting in and out of her. I knew we were crossing a line we could never uncross, but seeing her completely caught up in the moment with me made it impossible to pull back. The ambient noise of the room faded into the background, replaced only by the erratic sound of our breathing and the sound of flesh hitting each other . We were entirely consumed by the rush of the risks we were taking, pushing the limits until the tension finally broke. "Aiden I'm so close." And with one last thrust we both cum holding and moaning each other's name I collapsed forward, completely exhausted, and too weak to get up. Then, the heavy sound of the door swinging open cut through the silence like ice. "What the fuck is going on here?" My dad’s voice boomed from the doorway, thick with disbelief and fury. The blood instantly drained from my face as I turned to look at him. We were caught, and there was absolutely no explaining our way out of this. The door hung open behind him, and for one unbearable second nobody moved. I felt Lily go rigid beside me, and some useless part of my brain still reached for her before I caught myself and pulled back instead, too late, always too late. It wasn't anger on my father's face. That I could have handled. It was disappointment, raw and unguarded, the kind that carves itself into a man's expression and stays there — like watching someone realize, in real time, that the son he thought he knew had never really existed. She was supposed to be my stepsister
View MoreLILY'S POV The house felt different walking in that evening — same gravel drive, same too-tall hedges, but every lamp in the living room blazing like Richard had wanted no shadows left anywhere by the time we arrived.Mom was already there when Aiden and I came in together, sitting rigid on the edge of the couch, her eyes flicking to our joined hands and holding there a beat too long before she said nothing at all about it. Richard stood near the fireplace, a folder clutched in one hand, looking older than I'd ever seen him."Sit," he said, voice rough. "Please."We sat. Nobody spoke for a long moment, the four of us arranged like a jury waiting on a verdict nobody wanted to hear."Eleven years ago," Richard began, "I was approached by a man who offered to help me solve a cash flow problem at Prescott Holdings. Quietly. Off the books. I was younger, more desperate than I've ever admitted to anyone, and I said yes before I fully understood what I was agreeing to.""Who," Aiden said."
LILY'S POV Noon came and went without a word from Richard.Aiden called twice, texted once, and got nothing back each time — not even the courtesy of *I need more time*, just silence stretching longer than either of us could sit with comfortably. By one, he'd made the decision to drive to the house himself, and by two, I'd made my own decision, one that had been sitting in my chest since the night before.I was going to ask my mother directly.---She was in the garden when I got there, kneeling in the dirt with gloves on, humming something under her breath the way she always did when she thought no one was listening. She looked up when my shadow fell across her work, surprised and pleased at once."This is a nice surprise," she said, sitting back on her heels. "You didn't mention coming by.""I need to ask you something, and I need you to actually answer me honestly, even if it's hard." I sat down on the garden bench across from her, my heart already pounding. "About Dad. About befo
LILY'S POV He got there in under ninety minutes, which should have been impossible and somehow wasn't, and I met him at the lobby door still shaking slightly, more from the adrenaline crash than actual cold."I'm here," he said, pulling me into him the second the door opened, and I let myself hold on longer than I normally would have, needing the solid, certain weight of him after an hour of sitting alone with my own fear.We didn't talk about it properly until we were upstairs, door locked, Priya finally convinced to try sleeping in her own room now that Aiden was there. He sat across from me at the kitchen table, the same table where Rourke's call had landed like a verdict two days ago, and something in his face told me he'd been carrying more than he'd said on the phone."Tell me what happened with your father," I said. "All of it. No editing this time."So he told me — Richard's confession about Marcus Keene, the settlement, the fire that apparently hadn't been an accident at all
**AIDEN'S POV**Richard was still awake when I got there, light on in his study, the particular late-night stillness of a man who didn't sleep well anymore either.He looked up when I came in without knocking, something already bracing in his expression, like he'd been waiting for this exact conversation for longer than tonight."Marcus Keene is dead," I said, no preamble. "Six months ago. Car accident, late at night, no witnesses, case closed without a real investigation. I want to know if you had anything to do with that."Richard went very still, the color draining slowly from his face. "Where did you hear that name.""Don't do that. Don't ask me questions instead of answering mine." My voice came out harder than I'd planned, something raw underneath it that had been building since the moment Rourke said *six months ago*. "Vanessa remembered overhearing her father arguing with you about him, years back. We found his old employment record. Senior financial officer, gone the same yea












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