LOGINMATTI stayed awake after he had left, tossing and turning on the bed. I felt guilty for my behavior towards him, but there was no way I could take everything back. Besides, I just wanted him to realize what he was doing wrong without me having to spell it out to him. We didn't need Smart, and we sure as hell would have gotten everything sorted out if that young man hadn't shown up. I just needed him to see things the way I did and to stop believing Smart has our interest in his heart. What if he was the one who leaked the videos? Dad had said the one who did that had followed us days before they released the videos, with me being the most observed. I couldn't think of anyone who would have done that aside from Smart. He was Jay's only former fling that I got to meet. The others probably didn't even know he had a kid brother. I didn't tell Dad or Jay about my suspicion. I had no evidence that he was the one who did that, and they would only accuse me of lying and blaming an innocen
JAYA week later and things weren't looking good. Though the press were now few outside our house as most of them had moved on to the latest scandal. Only a few stuck around, hoping to get something from the days of camping out here. Matt and I had convinced Dad that letting us stay was the best choice; however, we haven't gotten any tangible leads on who leaked those damned videos. It felt like we were getting deeper into the circle we'd been running around from the onset.“I need to rest,” Matt had told me when I went to my room to check on him. He had been spending more time in bed than outside, only coming out when Dad and I coaxed him. Staying indoors was telling on him. My baby, who was once glowing, looked so pale. I felt guilty watching him get eaten by guilt and fear. More so, my inability to get him to open up, to unburden his load, and to trust me.“But you've been sleeping for hours now,” I complained, walking over to him. I sat on the bed and reached for him, but he shr
Smart left that morning, but for the next two days, he kept showing up in the afternoon, with a smile on his face and a suggestion for Dad and Jay. I was almost at the end of the rope the more I saw him in our house, always smiling like everything was okay when it fucking wasn't. By the third day, I was about to combust. I'd had enough of him and wanted to tell Dad and Jay exactly how I felt when Dad returned, looking dejected, shoulders hunched, his tie nowhere to be found, and his hair looking like something he had run his fingers through countless times.I forgot the words I'd practiced saying and rushed to him, taking the briefcase from him. “Dad…” I started, my voice soft with concern.He only gave me a tight smile before he walked to the couch and plopped down on it with a sigh, his face lifted. He closed his eyes, placing a palm over it. “These three days have broken me beyond what we…”His voice trailed off, and I could see the weight of the world on his shoulders. I glanced
Debra took her time to say something. “Do you believe he has a reason for approaching your family now?”“Don't you think it's too coincidental? I don't know about you, but something doesn't feel right.” I sat up on the bed, my gaze on the door, so I would know when Jay stepped in. I didn't want him to overhear me talking about Smart. “I know you'll feel I'm just saying this out of jealousy, but my guts have never been wrong.”“Did your guts warn you about…” She didn't even need to say his name. We both knew who it was. “You know, that's a different story.” I leaned back on the bed and placed my left hand on the back of my head while my right hand held the phone. “I want to ignore Smart, but the tug is insistent.”“Why don't you tell Jay about it, then? He would know what to do.”“I doubt. He believes, with Dad and Richard, that Smart might help us sort through what's happening.”“Maybe he will. Your guts might be wrong this time, Matt. Smart might not be as bad as you want to believ
MATTWaking up hungry and alone on the bed wasn't as bad as seeing my fiancé speaking with his ex in the living room as if they were long lost friends. They looked like they were deep in whatever conversation they were having. They didn't even hear me approach until I said something. Funnily, they wouldn't have noticed me if I didn't say a word.Jay turned, got to his feet, and came over to me. “Smart's here to help,” he explained, taking my hand in his so he could lead me to the couch. Smart sat up and offered a smile to me.“You have nothing to worry about, dear. I'm only here to offer my help and support to you guys. I meant it when I said I wanted to be friends with you. This is my way of offering the olive branch.”I narrowed my eyes at him as I sat on the couch. Somehow, his smile was unsettling. It left a feeling in the pit of my stomach, one I didn't understand.“Yes, dear. Smart here has a good solution for what's going on,” dad said, and I narrowed my eyes, the orbs saying w
It wasn't easy coming up with the list of all the omegas I had slept with, as I'd forgotten their names. I didn't forget what they looked like, as each of them had an identical feature with Matt. I always went for petite omegas with brown eyes, as that was the only colour close to his gold. By the time I was done with the list, which was possible to complete since Rich helped.Turned out he knew their names, as those omegas always sought him out, just to ask for his help to get closer to me. It was how he got to know about them. After we had compiled the lists, Dad sent them to his men, whom he asked to investigate each of them, without exposing what we sent them to do. We sat back and waited for the news, even though it hurt to just sit doing nothing.The press were still out there, waiting for us to leave the protection of our house so they would camp all over us, asking questions that would only rub salt into the injury. They had never been concerned about others' emotions. The onl







