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 probably should’ve worn something simpler.The moment I stepped onto the rooftop terrace, with its string lights and clinking glasses, I realized I was the most dressed-up person there. My silky blouse felt like overkill next to the bohemian sweaters and linen blazers. But it was too la
I looked back at him. “You think something’s gonna happen?”He gave the faintest shrug. “Just a habit.”Right. A habit.“Okay,” I said slowly. “Well… I’ll be quick.”“Take your time,” he said, already settling deeper into the seat, eyes sweeping toward the lot again like a camera on a lazy rotation.
I tilted my head. “You mean delegate?”“I mean you need to be healthy, not heroic,” she said pointedly. “You’ve already proven yourself. Now your job is to lead. Not to burn out before the baby comes.”I froze, hands in my lap. “Wait. You know?”She arched a brow. “I run this place, Cara. I know eve
CARA's POVI woke up smiling.For a second, I didn’t even realize why—until it hit me like a slow, golden wave: Wesley had kissed me.Not a polite peck. Not a moment of weakness. A real kiss. Strong, certain. The kind that stayed in your bloodstream long after it ended.I rolled onto my back, starin







