LOGINAurora's POV “Are we really doing this?” I asked, gripping Xavier’s hand tighter as we stood outside the bank’s private vault room. My stomach was in knots. Xavier gave my fingers a reassuring squeeze. “We have the warrant. Whatever’s in there, we face it together.” Steve and Marcus stood with us, along with two federal agents and a bank manager who looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. The court had finally granted access after Steve presented the mountain of evidence connecting Margaret Ellis and the courier to the bigger fraud case. My heart hammered as the manager turned the key in the safe-deposit box. The metal lid lifted with a soft click. Inside were neatly organized folders, old-school handwritten ledgers, USB drives, and several external hard drives. Decades of financial statements spilled across the table when we started pulling everything out. I sat down heavily in one of the chairs, staring at the sheer volume of it all. “Jesus,” Marcus muttered. “This goes back
Aurora's POV “Only three people had the kind of access needed to change all those documents,” Steve said, dropping a fresh printout on the table. “I cross-checked everything—employee logs, approval signatures, even old board minutes going back fourteen years. It’s narrowed down pretty tight.” I rubbed my eyes and picked up the list. My back ached from sitting in the same chair for hours, but I wasn’t about to complain. Xavier sat right beside me, one arm draped casually over the back of my chair, his fingers occasionally brushing my shoulder. The small touches kept me grounded while my brain tried to process everything. Three names. One had retired quietly six years ago and moved to Florida. Another had died of a heart attack three years back—nothing suspicious on paper, but I was starting to question everything now. That left just one person still breathing and still connected. “Margaret Ellis,” I read out loud. “She stepped down from the main board but still has influence over
Aurora's POV “Did you see this one?” I asked, pushing the document across the long conference table. “Senator Harlan Whitmore. He received over two million through one of the shell companies last year alone. And he’s still sitting on the Senate Finance Committee.” Xavier leaned forward, his shoulder brushing mine as he scanned the page. The warmth of his body grounded me even as my stomach twisted with disgust. Steve and Marcus were both buried in their own stacks of papers, the room filled with the quiet rustle of documents and the occasional curse under someone’s breath. “Keep going,” Xavier said, voice low. “There’s more.” We had been at it for nearly six straight hours. The recovered records from Locker 317 were spread out like a deadly puzzle across the table—financial ledgers, ownership certificates, and pages of my father’s handwritten notes. Coffee had gone cold. My eyes burned. But every new revelation made it impossible to stop. The list of beneficiaries connected to th
Aurora's POV I wasn’t about to run off and meet some ghost from the past just because he left a creepy handwritten note. No way. Instead, I spent the next two days locked in Xavier’s office with him, Steve, and my lawyer Marcus going through every scrap of evidence we had from the last fourteen years. Coffee cups piled up. Takeout boxes covered the conference table. My eyes burned from staring at documents, but I refused to stop. Steve tossed another folder onto the pile. “The invitation was left exactly where we’d find it. This guy isn’t just taunting us—he wants to control the pace. He’s daring us to come to him on his terms.” Xavier stood behind me, one hand resting on the back of my chair. His fingers occasionally brushed my shoulder, sending little sparks down my arm. Even exhausted and stressed, the man could make my body react with the smallest touch. I kept remembering how he’d kissed me hard in this same office yesterday, hands gripping my ass like he never wanted to let g
Aurora's POV I could hardly breathe as I stared at the photograph on Xavier’s desk. The man smiling next to Carter Mills Sr. looked confident, younger, and very much alive. This wasn’t Leonard’s dead brother. It wasn’t Leonard either. This was the mysterious fifth founder my father had worked so hard to hide from history. Arthur Bell. My hands started shaking. “It’s him,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “The guy who came to my apartment. The one who called himself Arthur Bell. He’s the fifth founder.” Xavier’s whole body went tense beside me. He leaned over my shoulder, his chest pressing against my back, warm and solid. Even now, with my world flipping upside down, I felt that familiar pull. The way his breath brushed my ear made my skin tingle. I hated how much I wanted him to wrap his arms around me and make everything else disappear for a few minutes. “Steve,” Xavier barked, not moving away from me. “Reopen every file we have on Arthur Bell’s supposed death. Everythin
Xavier's POV Steve walked into my office looking like he’d swallowed something sour. “Emergency court injunction just hit. Locker 317 is frozen. Aurora can’t touch anything inside it. Someone claims the contents belong to Griffins Enterprises, not Daniel’s estate.” I froze mid-sip of coffee, the cup hitting the desk harder than I meant. “What the fuck did you just say?” “I’m telling you, it’s real. Filed this morning. They moved fast.” I stood up so quick my chair rolled back and hit the wall. “I didn’t authorize any injunction. Check it. Now.” Steve was already on it, nodding as he typed on his tablet. “Legal department is pulling the filing. But heads up—someone used old corporate credentials. The kind that should’ve been dead for years.” Within the hour, Steve had the details. He dropped the papers on my desk and rubbed his eyes. “It wasn’t us, Xavier. The signatures are forged. They’re using our own history against us. Whoever did this knows exactly how the company worked ba
Aurora's POVUncle X shunned me, he sounded disgusted and disappointed. I put my head down as I walked back to my room.My sweetheart was disappointed… not me, to me, it was a massive step, at least I made it clear to him that I do not see him as my biological uncle.I laid on my bed, my heart tig
Aurora's POVI wanted to follow my plans according to what I jotted down last night, but I couldn't. I saw a beautiful opportunity to jump to number 2, which says ‘seduce Uncle X’, and that's what I am about to do. Diana wasn't home, this was my trump card.I passed by his room, and I caught him si
Aurora's POV I didn't think these two naughty girls were being serious until they appeared at my house. They came here mainly for the purpose of seeing Uncle X. They went crazy after sighting him on school grounds earlier, and being the naughty girls they were, they came to see him personally.
>>> Present Xavier’s POV Damn! I watched as her receding figure faded from my presence, she was still the emotional little girl I used to know… Little? No! She isn't so little anymore. When she hugged me earlier at the airport, I felt those firm, round, juicy boobs of hers pressed onto my chest







