เข้าสู่ระบบAlexander hiked me higher against him, his nose grazing the sensitive curve of my neck. His breath was a scorching brand against my skin.
"Yeah. I did it on purpose."He admitted it with a raw, unapologetic honesty. His voice was so raspy it was barely a whisper."I needed to bring you back here. I needed you to remember..."He nipped at my earlobe, his voice dropping into a low, predatory vibration."The first time you came here... how recklessly you tried to seduceAlexander's voice dropped to a low, hungry growl as he buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.He needed more.The lingering powerlessness from that plot control needed to be burned away, replaced by the raw, undeniable reality of me.His arms tightened around me like iron bands, his voice thick with a raspy ache."Lisa, I'm hurting."Before I could ask where, he swept me off my feet and strode toward the penthouse terrace.There, a massive, custom built stone tub was already filled with steaming water, perched right at the edge of the glass railing, overlooking the entire city."Lisa, do you remember this tub?"I looked at the swirling steam rising into the night air, high above the glowing Manhattan skyline, and my heart skipped a violent beat.Memories flooded back. I couldn't help but let out a soft, wicked laugh."How could I forget?"I poked a finger against the hard, rhythmic muscle of his chest, my eyes
Alexander hiked me higher against him, his nose grazing the sensitive curve of my neck. His breath was a scorching brand against my skin."Yeah. I did it on purpose."He admitted it with a raw, unapologetic honesty. His voice was so raspy it was barely a whisper."I needed to bring you back here. I needed you to remember..."He nipped at my earlobe, his voice dropping into a low, predatory vibration."The first time you came here... how recklessly you tried to seduce me."A jolt of heat shot straight down my spine. I braced myself against his shoulders, forcing a playful glare."Mr. Knight, I didn't realize you were into this kind of thing."I let out a shaky breath."Is the office play not enough anymore? Now you're doing role-play reenactments?"Alexander's lips brushed the corner of my mouth, teasingly close but not quite landing."It's a significant anniversary, don't you think? It deserves a revisit."My heart skipped
Lila stood frozen in the doorway of the Azure Lounge. Wine still dripped from her hair. Her dress was a wrinkled, stained mess.She looked up.And saw Alexander holding me tight against his chest.His profile was hard. Cold. But his arms wrapped around me like a fortress.Nothing like the icy indifference he'd shown her inside.I looked over Alexander's shoulder. My eyes found the girl in the shadowed corridor.Young. A mess. Wet hair. Pale dress stained dark with wine. Tracks of tears on her cheeks. Eyes red-rimmed.Fragile. Pitiful. The kind of helpless that made men want to save her.Our eyes met.Something flickered in my chest.The face was delicate. Pale. A teardrop mole at the corner of her eye. The picture of innocence battered by storms.I'd never seen this girl before. But something felt wrong.Not memory. Instinct. A warning from somewhere deep.Like I'd seen her before. Or should have.The vibe...
Slade froze, intimidated by the look in Alexander's eyes. His grip on Lila loosened instinctively.Lila scrambled backward. Relief and fear warred in her chest.The system backlash was crushing. But it worked. He'd stopped them.Alexander drew a sharp breath. Fighting to suppress the force tearing at his mind.He tugged at his tie. The movement was rough. Agitated."Mr. Knight. What's this about?""You said to enjoy myself.""Can't handle it?"Slade's face darkened. Having his prey snatched away stung.Alexander's palm stung. Blood dripped, mixing with the spilled liquor.The moment he'd spoken, the pull eased.So. Giving in to it lessened the pain.No.If he pushed harder, he couldn't guarantee he'd make it to Lisa in one piece.He might lose control. Do something unforgivable. To Lila.Tonight was over."It's about knowing when to stop.""You're a smart man, Mr. Slade. Push further, and this stops
Elena squinted. Her heart dropped.That back. That presence. It couldn't be anyone but Alexander."Lisa, don't jump to conclusions. It's probably just a business thing..."Elena rushed to soothe her.But I just smiled. My fingertip tapped lightly against my chin."Jump? Why would I jump?""I'm just curious. What kind of 'business thing' requires bringing a pretty girl along?""Haven't seen her before.""New assistant? Interesting taste."My voice was light. No anger. Like I was commenting on a stranger.Elena frowned. Lowered her voice."Want me to go with you? Check it out?""Check what?"I laughed softly. Hooked my arm through Elena's. Kept walking."Come on. Client first.""Business before pleasure.""What?"Elena blinked.I curved my lips into a bright smile."Men have their pride. Women have their dignity.""Don't worry."---Inside the Azure Lounge, the lighting was di
Monday morning. Knight Group headquarters. The executive floor. Two weeks away. The air still carried a trace of emptiness. Alexander had just settled into his chair. He was about to start on the pile of documents. Then it hit him. A wave of dizziness. No warning. His vision blurred. His ears rang. His temples throbbed. That same pull. Trying to drag his attention somewhere. Just like at the café. His fingers gripped the cold edge of the desk. Knuckles white. He forced himself to focus. Jasper knocked. Stepped inside. He stopped when he saw Alexander's face. Pale. Taut. "Mr. Knight?" "Fine." Alexander opened his eyes. They were calm again. But colder than usual. "Jasper." "That girl. Lila Bennett. Did you handle it?" He pushed down the rising discomfort. Lifted his eyes to Jasper. Jasper's expression tightened. He moved closer. Lowered his voice. "Mr. Knight. I was just about to report." "Lila Benne
Alexander Knight was not the only one lying awake that night.10:00 p.m.Under the same dark sky, the neon lights of Nebula Club dazzled the eyes.Ethan Knight leaned back against the booth, twirling a lighter in his hand, listening to Winnie Carter sing a sappy love song.Wes
I slipped into the driver's seat but didn't fire the engine right away. I leaned back wearily against the seat, picking unconsciously at the steering wheel. Five million dollars sat quietly in my account, and the ashen, defeated faces of the three White family members still lingered viv
Dawn was breaking when I was jolted awake by my phone buzzing insistently on the nightstand.I pried my eyes open to find the screen flooded with notifications—over ninety-nine missed calls and messages.Icons for Marcus White, Elaine White, and Chloe White flashed relentlessly, t
The night wind turned cold, rippling the moon's reflection on the lake. My heart plummeted. Gerald Knight! How had he gotten here? My plan hadn't included a head-on confrontation with the ultimate authority of the Knight family so early—certainly not during what I considered t







