Mag-log inDerek Lockwood woke up feeling annoyed, because he woke up to the smell of his own cologne turning sour on unwashed sheets and a soft body against his back that wasn't supposed to be there.Regina.She was still asleep, mascara smudged under her eyes from crying about the ankle monitor the judge had strapped on her before releasing her on bail. Derek stared at the ceiling and asked himself, not for the first time, how the hell his life had ended up here – disgraced, almost lost all his father's favour that he spent years chasing, half broke and sharing a bed with the woman half of Seattle now knew as a criminal."You're staring again," Regina mumbled without opening her eyes. "It's creepy.""Go back to sleep.""Can't. Court date's Thursday." She rolled over, draped an arm across his chest like she had any right to comfort him. "Diana Sinclair told me through her lawyer that the embezzlement charge might be withdrawn if I cooperate.""Cooperate with what?"Regina's eyes opened then, th
Derek's mouth opened. Nothing came out.Roman watched his brother's face cycle through disbelief, humiliation, and finally the same look he'd worn since they were kids and Roman had beaten him at everything that mattered. He didn't feel satisfaction, not really. He just felt done."Get out of my sight," Roman said, quiet enough that only Derek heard it, Derek's jaw ticked. Then, for once in his miserable life, he had the sense to turn and walk away without another word, the crowd parting around him like he had something contagious.Roman turned back to Audrey. She was still in a state of shock, her chest was rising and falling fast, adrenaline still working through her. He reached for her hand."Come on," he said. "You've done enough tonight. Let me take you somewhere quiet.""Quiet sounds good," Audrey said, and let him lead her out.The drive out of the city took almost an hour, Seattle's skyline shrinking in the rearview until it was just a smear of light behind them. Roman kept o
Then he leaned in, close enough that only she and Audrey could hear him, his voice dropping to a low register. "Cedar Grove Assisted Living. Room 114. Third floor, west wing, corner room with the window that faces the garden." He tilted his head slightly. "Your grandmother has been there eleven months now, hasn't she? Nurses say she likes it when someone reads to her in the afternoons, since she can't really speak anymore."Regina's face went as pale as a ghost. "I know where everyone you care about sleeps at night," Roman went on calmly, like he was discussing the weather. "I know their routines, their doctors, their schedules. And I promise you, the kind of people I could send wouldn't leave a single trace behind, no note, no struggle, nothing for the police to work with."He let that settle, watching her throat work as she tried to swallow."So," he said softly, "you're going to shut your mouth for the rest of the night. And if I ever hear you speak to her like that again, anywhe
Derek sat frozen in the backseat of his car outside Sinclair Tower, his phone shaking in his hand, the bank notification still showing on the screen: 'Your credit lines have been frozen by order of Moreau Group.'Behind him, horns blared. The stock ticker on the building across the street kept sliding red, number after number, Lockwood Inc.'s primary subsidiary going out in real time for the whole city to watch. He read the notification three more times like it might change if he stared hard enough. It didn't."Sir?" His driver was looking at him through the mirror, uncertain. "Sir, we're blocking traffic. Can we keep moving?"Derek didn't answer. He just kept staring at his phone, at his own reflection ghosted faintly in the screen, until someone behind him laid on their horn so hard he flinched and finally told his driver to keep moving. He had no idea, yet, that tonight was about to get worse.☆☆☆☆☆The gala was already on by the time Audrey arrived that evening, string lights str
The kiss was fierce and hungry, his mouth claiming hers desperately. Audrey’s cup hit the counter with a soft clink. Her hands came up, gripped the front of his shirt, then slid higher until her fingers were locked around the back of his neck. Roman pressed her back against the cool marble, his body covering hers as he let one thigh slide between her legs. The counter edge dug into her lower back but she didn’t care.His mouth opened over hers, his tongue sweeping in, tasting her like he had been starving for it. Audrey let out a soft moan and kissed him harder, rising onto her toes. His hands slid down, one settling at the side of her neck, the other grabbing her waist, pulling her tighter against him. She could feel how hard he was, the thick line of his manhood pressed against her stomach through the fabric of his pants. Heat settled low in her belly and she instinctively grinded against him.Roman broke the kiss only long enough to drag his mouth along her jaw, leaving open kisses
Audrey didn't answer him right away.She just looked at Roman and his hand still cupping her cheek, "Derek," she said finally. "Start with Derek."Roman's thumb stilled against her jaw and his eyes sharpened. "Consider it started."☆☆☆☆☆Two days later, they discharged her.The doctor gave her a folder of pamphlets she didn't read and a warning about rest she didn't intend to follow, and Roman signed whatever needed signing before she had even finished getting dressed. He didn't ask if she wanted him there. He was just there, the way he'd been there for the past four days, like leaving wasn't a concept he even considered. Carla drove separately, already back at the office holding down whatever fires Audrey's absence had started. Roman drove Audrey himself, one hand on the wheel, the other resting over hers on the console the entire ride.The lobby of her apartment building was all marble and glass, it was cold even in daylight, and the second the elevator doors of the parking garage







