LOGINNicola Taylor I sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, staring at the entrance of Cole’s office building. I felt utterly defeated. Six years ago, my life had crumbled in his absence. And now, here I was again, stuck in an endless loop, except this time, I wasn’t competing with the
Cole Harrington I watched Nicola walk off, her retreating figure stirring something uneasy in my chest. The weight of the day’s events pressed down on me like a storm cloud refusing to dissipate. I felt suffocated, torn between what was happening and what I was inadvertently doing to the woman I c
Nicola Taylor The weight of her words hit like a tidal wave. I felt my chest tighten as I realized what she’d sacrificed, and I could see the shift in Cole’s expression. The anger in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something closer to heartbreak. “And you just… agreed to that?” he asked, his voice b
“Because I knew you wouldn’t let me go,” she said simply. “You would’ve fought him, and he would’ve come after you too. After Arabella. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t let him hurt you the way he wanted to hurt me.” The three of us stood in silence, the weight of Courtney’s confession hanging heavy
Nicola Taylor Arabella went back inside, her small figure disappearing into the house with a frustrated sigh. The heavy front door creaked as it closed, leaving just the three of us standing in the cool morning air. Silence settled over the driveway, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves i
Nicola Taylor The night was a restless blur. Aaron’s small, trembling body pressed against mine as he cried himself to sleep, his tears soaking through my shirt. I stayed with him, stroking his hair and whispering soft reassurances until his breathing evened out. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself
Nicola TaylorWe were at the Harrington estate, a sprawling property where no one really lived, but it was used primarily for grand events and social gatherings. The place was steeped in history, the first major acquisition Sean Harrington, Cole’s father, made when he became the youngest millionaire
Lucas’s face darkened as he leaned forward, anger simmering beneath his normally laid-back demeanor. "But he crossed the line when he sent his daughter—‘his own daughter’—to sabotage my business, to ruin me. That was it for me. They tried to destroy the Harrington name, and now I’m going to make sur
Nicola TaylorI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the thin straps of my dress. The satin fabric clung to me in all the right places, the high slit teasing the smooth skin of my leg whenever I moved. It was sexy, no doubt, but there was still a touch of class to it—a balance I was going for. Th
Nicola TaylorI quickly masked my frustration, trying to regain my composure. “Okay, we should leave—” I started, my eyes following his as he turned to the nearby drawer. Panic shot through me, and I shut it immediately as my face flushed hot with embarrassment.“Is that a—” he asked, his voice teas







