LOGINIn the end, Lydia gave a faint smile. “No. Of course not.”“Let’s move,” Cale said flatly.They left the suite at a brisk pace. The hotel corridor looked calm, too calm, with thick carpet swallowing the sound of footsteps and warm yellow lights making everything appear normal. Yet that very stillnes
Three knocks sounded at the suite door, soft but clear enough to cut through the tension hanging in the air. No one moved for a fraction of a second. It was as if the entire room had stopped breathing together.Lydia, standing near the table, instinctively turned toward the door. Her fingers were gr
Don 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
“What do you think my mom made for breakfast?” Grace asked, looking at Felicia with bright excitement.Since yesterday, Grace hadn’t wanted to leave Felicia’s side. Whatever she was doing, she wanted Felicia right there with her.“I’m not sure,” Felicia replied with a smile, gently stroking the top
“Damn it,” Selena muttered, her hands clenched into fists. Her breath came fast and uneven as she struggled to contain her anger.The dining room door shut behind her with a solid thud. She walked away quickly, her breathing still ragged. Her jaw tightened every time she remembered the way Nathan an
The restaurant they were headed to be no ordinary place. Eli recognized it immediately—an exclusive establishment often featured in lifestyle magazines, frequently listed by food vloggers as a must-visit spot. Even so, only certain circles were ever allowed inside.A place where influential people m
“Then I’ll see you at the house, Mr. Miller,” Selena said with a slight, polite bow. “And you—don’t forget to say your goodbyes to your grandparents. Don’t let them think you don’t want to spend time with them.”Her words made Eli turn and stare at her mother in disbelief. Even so, she did what she







