LOGINOCEANS.I couldn't sit still when Reeves brought the news to me. I told him to intensify his investigation on Jace immediately, and in less than two hours, Reeves had called me again."Jace left his house twenty minutes ago. He's meeting Fred at a private residence in the Heights. A house, to be precise.""Whose house?""We're still tracing the ownership. But it's not registered under either of their names."I stopped at the window. "Keep watching. I want to know every person who walks through that door.""Yes, sir."I had ended the call and decided I had to see Kiss.If only she knew what I was beginning to uncover about her fiancé... But telling her without enough proof would only make me look like the jealous bastard she already believed I was. She was angry with me. Hurt by me. I was certain she would be ready to turn anything I say about Jace into another reason to shut me out.So, I'll wait for the right time.She grudgingly hopped into the car with her hands still folded across
KISARELI was fresh from the shower, my hair still damp, when Jace's phone buzzed for the third time in an hour - one of those calls he refused to take in front of me.He looked at the screen, his jaw tightening so hard I feared his teeth might crack. Then he kissed my forehead and said, "Work. I'll be back soon."I was home alone, trying to sort out everything I needed to resume work tomorrow, when my phone started vibrating on the bed.For a second, I thought it was Jace.I picked up the phone, and when I saw the caller ID displayed on my screen, my chest reacted, and I instantly hated that.Mr. Stark.I stared at his name until the call stopped ringing.Then it started again.I dropped the phone on the bed like it had burned me, doing my best to ignore him.He called three more times, and when a text entered my phone, I could no longer ignore it.I picked it up out of anger and curiosity.Oceans: Come outside.I froze.Outside?My first instinct was to go to the window.I hated mys
KISAREL.Jace was upstairs taking another call when the doorbell rang. He had been in the kitchen earlier, making tea, which he insisted would help with the lingering weakness in my limbs, before the call interrupted.He'd been receiving more calls than usual lately, and he explained them away with the 'it's the wedding planner' line, which made me wonder why the bride-to-be wasn't being carried along.It was all too strange... As strange as it was when he told me that Uncle Fred had texted him to make sure he kept me happy during my stay here, because my happiness is his priority, when I asked him about the text I had seen on his phone last night.I was on the couch with a blanket over my legs, trying not to look as tired as I felt. Elgin sat in the armchair across from me, scrolling through his phone with an expression that made it look like the entire world had personally disappointed him.He lifted his eyes when the bell rang."I'll get it," He said, standing before I could move.
OCEANS.Harold’s office was too clean for a man who claimed to be overworked.That was the first thing I noticed when I walked in without knocking. His desk had files arranged in neat stacks, his laptop sat open in the center, and two untouched coffees were placed near the edge like he had ordered both and forgotten which one belonged to him.He looked up from a report, took one look at my face, and closed the folder in front of him.“No,” he said.I stopped halfway with my hand still on the knob. “No?”“No to whatever you’re about to bring in here with that face.”"Asshole. You don’t know what I’m about to say.”“I know you walked into my office at eleven in the morning without sending a message first. That means, it's either someone is dead, someone is about to be dead, or you’re here to ruin my blood pressure with your love life.” He leaned back in his chair. “Since security didn’t follow you in, I’m guessing it’s the third one.”"Or, maybe it's the second. And you're the one I'm a
OCEANS.I didn't kiss her because I desired her. Fuck no.I kissed her because I was angry at myself for waiting for Kisarel’s message. Angry at my body for yearning for a woman I had no right to want. Angry at Moon for being wounded in a way that made me feel like the villain in a story I had not meant to write.And beneath all of that, I kissed her because I needed proof...Proof that I was not ruined.Proof that I could still choose the woman I was supposed to choose.Proof that Kisarel had not crawled so far under my skin that even my body had started answering only to her.Moon made a soft sound against my mouth, and her hands slid up my bare chest.She thought something had finally shifted between us.How fucking wrong she was.She leaned into me, relief moving through her body before hunger followed. Her fingers found the towel around my waist.She was hesitant at first, but became bolder when I did not stop her.She unwrapped the towel from my waist, and it fell clean to the g
OCEANS.I protested. But Moon was not ready to hear any of it.She insisted, and I let her.It was just a bath.That was what I told myself while I stood by the bathroom door with my phone in my hand and my patience thinning by the second.She wasn’t going to bathe me.She wasn’t going to touch me.She was just filling a tub.I could survive that.She insisted I stand there with her. I couldn't turn down every little request she made.I was on my phone all through, while she talked about things I'd normally not give a fuck about. I nodded at intervals, I hoped made sense.'Tell me you're fine.'I hit the send button and stared at my screen, half-expecting Kiss to reply immediately. The little delivered mark appeared. But there was nothing after that. No typing bubbles. No response.I hadn't heard from her since I left the hospital. Elgin wasn't answering my calls either. The worry had settled into my stomach like something I couldn't digest.“You forgot that, too,” Moon said, pulling
KISAREL.The cab stopped at the far end of the airport, where regular passengers weren’t even allowed. Through the tinted glass, I saw the silver body of Mr. Stark’s jet gleaming under the floodlights, his initials, O.S., painted near the tail.I wiped my face, grabbed the small luggage I’d thrown t
KISAREL.I still heard his cold voice in my head as I stepped out of the taxi."Get your ass back here in two hours, if you want to keep your new position."Mr. Oceans Stark’s words had a way of following me even in my sleep, like they were branded into my skin. Cold, merciless, and ruthless... Get
KISAREL.The whole place felt wrong, but not in a way I could point to.“Careful,” Jace murmured, holding my elbow as if my bones were made of cheap glass. “Slowly, baby. Sit here.”“I can sit by myself,” I said, but my voice came out too tired to make the protest useful.“I know you can.” He guide
OCEANS.The moment Jace stepped out of the room, Elgin glanced toward the door, then excused himself to the small restroom attached to the ward.I couldn't tell if it was intentional or just good timing, but whatever it was, God bless his sweet heart.I moved closer to Kiss, “Kiss.”"Oceans, no." S







