Mag-log inNicole was halfway to work when she heard a familiar voice behind her."Well, well, well. Look who decided to run away."Her entire body went cold.She stopped walking.For a moment, she considered pretending she hadn't heard him. Perhaps if she kept moving, he would leave her alone."Nicole!"She closed her eyes.Fuck.Slowly, she turned around.Josh stood several feet away, his hands buried in the pockets of his jacket. He wore a crooked smile that made her stomach twist."What are you doing here?" she whispered.He laughed."Is that how you greet your boyfriend?""You're not my boyfriend anymore."His smile disappeared."What the fuck did you just say?""You heard me." Nicole swallowed.He took a step toward her."Say it again."She glanced around the street. A few people were walking in the distance, but nobody seemed interested in them."I said we're done, Josh."He stared at her before bursting into laughter."You're fucking hilarious.""I'm going to work.""Did I give you permi
Evan Baker nearly ran a red light when his phone rang.He glanced at the screen and frowned when he saw Mr. George's name.Mia's father.What the hell did the old man want now?Evan considered ignoring the call, but he knew better than to make himself difficult to reach. Mr. George had already withdrawn his investment from Evan's company, and the consequences were becoming increasingly unpleasant.The man had pulled his money out without giving Evan enough time to prepare. Several business plans had stalled, and his financial team was scrambling to find alternative investors.Evan gripped the steering wheel.Fucking Mia.If she hadn't gotten pregnant, he wouldn't be dealing with this bullshit. He had told her repeatedly to be careful, but apparently, the girl had more enthusiasm than common sense.And now her father wanted to see him.Evan could only hope Mr. George intended to negotiate rather than destroy what remained of his business.He pressed the accelerator.By the time he arri
"Madison, can we please talk?"Evan stood in front of her, wearing the same apologetic expression he'd been using since she returned home.She barely glanced at him."I have nothing to say to you.""Baby, I know I fucked up.""Then congratulations on finally figuring that out."He sighed, stepping closer."I shouldn't have hit you. I was angry, and I lost control. It will never happen again."Madison looked at him coldly."You're right. It won't."His expression brightened slightly, mistaking her words for forgiveness."Exactly. We can move past this. Four years, Madison. You can't throw away everything we've built because of one terrible moment.""One moment?" She laughed bitterly. "What about Mia? What about the lies? What about the pregnancy? How many terrible moments am I supposed to forgive before you finally run out of excuses?""That's different.""How convenient.""I love you, Madison."She stared at him, disgust twisting her stomach."Don't.""Don't what?""Don't stand there
"Where the hell have you been?"Madison had barely stepped through the front door when Evan's voice rang through the house."Answer me this instant!"She stopped, slowly turning toward him.He stood near the staircase, his expression a mixture of anger and impatience. For a moment, Madison simply stared at him.Then she laughed.It was a humorless, bitter sound."And if I don't?" she asked. "You'll hit me again?"Evan's expression changed immediately."Madison, don't do that.""Do what? Remind you that you slapped me?""I said I was sorry!""And I heard you."She walked past him into the living room.Evan followed, apparently deciding that shouting wouldn't get him anywhere this time."Where were you?""My father is dead."He stopped."What?"Madison turned to look at him. "My father died.""Oh, my God." Evan's eyes widened. "Madison, I'm so sorry. When did this happen?"She watched him carefully.He looked genuinely shocked, but she knew him well enough to recognize how easily he cou
The phone slipped from Madison's hand and hit the floor.Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared ahead, her lips trembling."No..."Xander immediately stood."Madison?"She shook her head, bringing a hand to her mouth."No, no, no...""Sweetheart, what happened?""My father..." Her voice broke. "My father is dead."Xander froze.For a moment, he couldn't find a single fucking word to say.He had seen people cry before. He'd witnessed grief, attended funerals, and watched families fall apart over losses they couldn't undo. But he'd never been particularly good at comforting anyone.What was he supposed to say?That everything would be fine?Her father was dead. Nothing about that was fine.Madison suddenly covered her face and broke into sobs.Xander moved toward her, awkwardly wrapping his arms around her shoulders. He patted her back, unsure whether he was doing it correctly."Hey. Hey, sweetheart."She clutched his shirt and cried harder.He continued rubbing her back lightly, hi
Alexander Voss was beginning to lose his patience.Madison had ignored every damn message he'd sent her for the past four days.At first, he'd assumed she was busy. When she failed to respond the following day, he'd called her.By the third day, he'd stopped pretending he wasn't annoyed.Now, standing outside her boutique, he was prepared to find out what the hell was going on.Unfortunately, Madison wasn't there."Where is she?" he asked the employee standing behind the counter.The young woman looked uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, sir, but Mrs. Baker hasn't been coming to work."Xander frowned. "For how long?""Several days.""Several days?" He repeated the words slowly. "And nobody knows where she is?""We've tried calling her, but she hasn't answered."He pulled out his phone and stared at their conversation.His last message read,*Xander: I'm beginning to think you've blocked me, sweetheart*She hadn't even bothered to open it."Fuck."He turned toward the exit.He wasn't accustomed







