LOGINShe was fire—and she knew I was the one already burning.Nico murmured something at her ear. She smiled, then laughed, tipping her head back. Her throat exposed. His hand too close to her spine.She flicked her gaze toward me—barely a glance. Then turned away.My jaw tightened.“Jesus,” Cooper mutte
WESLEY's POVI arrived fashionably late, as expected. A calculated move—enough to rattle Mona and remind the rest of them I only appeared when I damn well pleased. Cooper flanked me in silent formation, his eyes sweeping the grand marble entryway like a soldier entering enemy territory. Technically,
But it wasn’t until I felt the sudden presence at my side that I knew the temperature had dropped.Wesley.He didn’t say a word, but the silence around him roared. He was dressed in his usual sharp lines and shadowed intensity, but something about him now was coiled—tightly held fury barely hidden b
CARA's POVThe zipper hissed softly as I adjusted the back of my dress, smoothing the fabric over my hips. The satin clung like a second skin, emerald green and deliberate—just enough modesty to pass as elegant, just enough curve to command attention. I glanced at my reflection, tilting my chin slig
I stood, calm and controlled.“She’s neither.”Mona’s eyes gleamed as she closed the last of the space between us. She was close enough that I could see the scar near her collarbone—the one she kept visible on purpose.“She should be one or the other,” she whispered. “Soon. Because people are watchi
WESLEY's POVThe hum of the servers was the only sound that didn’t piss me off tonight.I leaned against the edge of the control desk, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the monitors. Grainy footage from every inch of the estate flickered across the wall—shadows passing through halls, staff rotations logge
CARA's POVI shouldn’t have gone.I knew that the second I stepped into the old park we used to visit when things were simpler. When we were simpler.Henry was already sitting on the bench near the fountain. He looked... normal. Clean-shaven. Hair styled the way I used to like it. No beer in hand, n
I forced my eyes away.“I’m assigning you a room in the estate,” he said. “With security personnel stationed on every floor. You won’t move through this building without someone knowing.”I rose to my feet so fast the chair scraped against the floor. “No.”“You’re not safe—”“I don’t care,” I snappe
A door, thick, dark wood, stood slightly ajar down the hall to our right. Haller kept walking, but I slowed just enough to peek.Behind it, in the dim lighting, I glimpsed metal racks. Gunmetal gray cabinets. A wall lined with sleek black weapons—rifles, handguns, shelves of ammo. Tactical gear hung
CARA'S POVJuan didn’t speak the entire ride.Not that I expected him to. Silence was his specialty. The only sounds in the car were the soft hum of the engine and the occasional buzz of my phone—messages from Jenny asking if I’d arrived, if I was okay, if I wanted her to show up with a baseball bat







