Mag-log in"Mr. Chris.""Where's Cale?""He's waiting for you.”Chris did not respond. He walked straight into the room.The conference room was much quieter than usual. A long glass-topped table occupied most of the room, while a massive digital display showed a map of Carrington Bay. Several red markers blin
The question immediately made the woman knit her brows in confusion. "No.""Or perhaps this house was rented by someone else before you moved in?" Chris pressed."Never. We've always lived here ourselves."Before Chris could ask another question, the man who had been in the garage strode toward them
"Wait for me, Naomi," he said softly.Ever since leaving the airport, Chris had not eased off the accelerator once. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. His eyes never truly left the navigation screen, which continued to display a single destination on the out
Lydia's consciousness returned slowly, beginning with a heavy throbbing in her temples that seemed to pulse with every beat of her heart. Her eyelids felt unbearably heavy as she opened them, and her vision remained blurred for several seconds."Where am I?" she asked softly.An unfamiliar damp scen
She tried to force the window open with all the strength she had left.Locked.Every possible exit was securely locked.Naomi's breathing became ragged, her chest tightening as though the oxygen in the room had suddenly thinned.No.She gripped the edge of the window tightly. She could not panic now
"Move!" one of the men who had gotten out earlier ordered."No!" Naomi refused, her gaze openly defiant. She looked at Falcon with every bit of courage she had left."Is that so?" Falcon stepped closer, and in one swift motion, Naomi was in his arms. He simply hoisted her over his shoulder. It was n
“What... what did you just say?” Vanessa shot up from her seat, her breath coming in short, frantic bursts.“I’m divorcing you,” Daven repeated—this time with firmer resolve. “The papers will be delivered officially tomorrow morning.”Chaos erupted around the dinner table.“Daven Callister!” Theo ba
My Wife:I already gave Arsen my full schedule for the month. Why didn’t you tell me yours? I want to talk to you. Is it really that hard to talk to your own husband? Are you as busying as the president or something?Daven stared blankly at his phone screen. He didn’t bother to reply. The only thing
As always, Chase was the perfect gentleman—pulling out a chair for Althea, making sure she was seated comfortably before turning his attention to Josh. He gently helped the little boy settle in, trying his best to ease any discomfort in this unfamiliar place, surrounded by strangers.Throughout dinn
Was that request respected? Of course not.Kate wasted no time turning to Lena. “Open it,” she ordered flatly.Felicia and Kalina were already waiting, all too eager to carry out their mother’s command. Lena, who had spent the morning helping Althea tidy the room and bring down her luggage, hesitate







