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
WESLEY's POVThe water hit me like ice, but it didn’t help.I pressed my palms flat against the marble wall, head bowed, breath loud in the echo of the glass chamber. I’d turned the dial to its coldest point the moment I stepped in, hoping to extinguish what had been building all damn day. Hoping it
Because there was no right answer.I stepped around her, slow and careful, as though even brushing against her would trigger something I wasn’t prepared to feel. “I’ll be back tonight.”Her voice didn’t follow me. Neither did her footsteps.But I felt her eyes on my back the entire walk to the car.
WESLEY's POVThe phone rang just past six in the morning.No name. No number. Just the cold, pulsing buzz of a line that wasn’t meant to be traced.I stared at it for two full rings, thumb hovering over the screen. Then I answered.A pause. Then:“Grace’s Steaks. Eight PM. Don’t be late.”The voice
I cut myself off, jaw clenched.He was still watching me.Expression unreadable.Eyes unreadable.Everything about him unreadable—except that unflinching intensity. The kind that made me feel naked even in a room full of clothes and paint and sunlight.The silence stretched so taut I could hear my p







