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 POVThe lights weren’t too harsh, but I still felt like I was under a spotlight.A small group of elite buyers, all dressed in silk ties and sharp heels, sat in folding gallery chairs with calm, unreadable expressions. The Faulkner paintings lined the wall behind me—six of them, glimmering in
A small smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. Barely visible, like a ripple on still water. But it was there.I squinted. “Wait. Was that your idea of a joke?”“Maybe.”I let out a breathy laugh. “God, I miss Jenny. At least she tries to be dramatic on purpose.”“You’re doing fine.”The complimen
CARA's POVI was halfway through curling my hair when my phone rang. Again.Selina.Of course it was.The screen barely lit before her voice was already echoing through my AirPods—sharp, clipped, and jet-lagged but somehow still commanding from across the world.“Cara. Tell me you’ve gone over the F
I moved silently toward the bedroom door, now slightly ajar.Another step.Closer.I tightened my grip. Raised the extinguisher above my head.And just as I swung it forward—“Cara?”I froze.Wesley.My brain scrambled to rewire itself in real time as I stared at him—bare-chested, clad only in black







