Mag-log inDon Falcon’s office occupied the highest floor of the mansion, overlooking a stretch of city that seemed small beneath the vast glass windows. But that morning, no one in the room dared appreciate the view. The air felt heavy, dense with pressure that came entirely from the man seated behind the gle
“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
“Like what?”“Being… warm to strangers.”Lydia chewed slowly before answering. “No. I’m selective.”“Then why me?”“I don’t know,” Lydia said lightly. “Maybe fate?”That answer left Naomi quiet.To shift the mood, Lydia began talking about small, ordinary things. About a woman named Althea who, in h
Morning crept slowly into the hotel suite, still wrapped in silence. The heavy curtains had not been fully opened, leaving only pale lines of light stretched across the floor. In the guest room, Naomi woke with ragged breaths, her body drenched in cold sweat. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, a
Morning arrived in Berlin beneath a pale sky, the air still carrying the last bite of the night’s cold. On the upper floor of Brandon’s modern office tower, the main conference room had been prepared an hour earlier. A long wooden table was lined with final documents, the presentation screen already
One year later.The afternoon air in SunCity was warm, filtering through the wide windows of the Millers’ family room. Althea leaned back on the sofa, her hand gently caressing her rounded belly with a serene smile. Nearly seven months pregnant now, she spent most of her days at home. Since the doct
“Mr. Handsome, you’ve been talking to Grandma for so long. Was something serious happening?” Josh asked between bites of fruit from the platter. “Uncle Arsen peeled me an apple. It’s really sweet. Do you want some, Mr. Handsome?”Daven walked over, ruffling Josh’s hair gently. His eyes flicked to th
“I know.” Tears fell again as Althea pressed a shaking hand to her chest. “Every word I say feels like a load, Felicia. I’m not refusing help because I don’t need it. I’m protecting Josh from something that could hurt him later. You may call me stubborn—but I’m a mother. A mother can’t let her guard
“We’ve arrived, Mr. Daven,” Andy announced as he pulled the car up to the building’s lobby. Quickly, he stepped out to open the door for the little master.The moment the door swung open, Josh blinked in surprise before breaking into a wide grin. “Thank you, Uncle Driver.”Andy gave a polite nod. “M







