Few minutes earlier Meanwhile, at Vortan Groups, the atmosphere was suffocating. The tension in the boardroom was so thick it could have frozen even hell itself. The shareholders shifted uncomfortably in their leather seats, each of them looking as though they’d rather be anywhere but trapped in that room.At the head of the long table, Damian stood rigid, his face flushed with anger, chest rising and falling. His glare was fixed on Massimo who sat back in his chair with infuriating calm, legs crossed, exuding the arrogance of a man who believed the world itself bent to his will.Moments earlier, the room had nearly exploded with their shouting match. Damian had accused Massimo of manipulating his way into becoming co-partner and bringing scandal to the company with Katherine’s name dragged into it. But to Damian’s horror, the shareholders and even his own father, James Vortan had sided with Massimo.That bitter taste had barely left his mouth when James struck again, breaking the si
Katherine, Ariana, Willow, Tyke, and Jordan stood clustered around the hospital bed, watching Myles as though he might vanish if they blinked. He’d been awake for two hours now, sitting propped up against the pillows, his eyes drifting over their faces without recognition. The doctor had warned them about his amnesia, confusion and unpredictable behavior. Still, seeing him alive and breathing was a miracle none of them dared take for granted.“Who… who are you people?” Myles finally croaked.Tyke threw his hands up dramatically. “Oh, thank the heavens! He speaks. I thought I’d turn into a fossil standing here today.”“Or better yet, a statue in a museum of idiots,” Ariana shot back.Tyke clutched his chest. “Ouch. That hurts. Coming from my ex-girlfriend who once—”“Shut the fuck up!” Ariana snapped before he could finish, slapping a hand over his mouth. Her face turned crimson, and the others exchanged knowing looks.Tyke grinned behind her palm, while Willow muttered, “Here we go a
Group Chat: The Chaos HQ 💥MadKat 🤯 (Katherine): I can’t believe it, guys! Massimo is back! He’s not just back but he’s a freaking co-partner in our company. As in… right now, he's having a meeting in our boardroom. We literally bumped into each other when I tried running out of the office. We ended up threatening each other like we just came out of a Mafia movie 😩.lThe moment Katherine got home, she immediately called for a group chat with her friends. In their little circle, everyone had a nickname that matched their personality. Katherine was Madkat, Arianna was the Iron Lady, Willow went by Silent Monkey, and Tyke, naturally, was the Chatterbox.Iron Lady ⚔️ (Arianna):WHATTTT 😱😱😱Silent Monkey 🐒 (Willow):No way… you’re kidding.Chatterbox 🎤 (Tyke):Bruhhh 💀💀💀 tell me you spat in his face at least.MadKat 🤯 (Katherine):If only. That’s not even the worst part. The worst part is… he kissed me. And I slapped him.There was silence in the chat for 3 seconds until–Iron
“Massimo!” Katherine’s voice broke in a sharp gasp, her eyes widening as if she’d seen a ghost.“Katherine…” Massimo muttered, almost under his breath.For a heartbeat, neither of them moved. It was a silent battle of stares, the kind that ripped open every buried memory. She had spent seven years running from this man, her ex-husband, the one who'd made he suffered and she’d betrayed. And he, for those same seven years, had hunted her shadow, chasing not just his runaway wife but the thief who’d stolen from him.Her pulse hammered as she realized his hand was still around her waist. Massimo’s gaze dragged over her face. She looked different, sharper around the edges, but no less beautiful, especially with her shiny redhair. For a fleeting second, he was transfixed but then, her betrayal struck him like a blade. She stole from him. The warmth in his chest iced over instantly.Katherine’s breath stuttered. “W-what… what’re you doing here?” Her voice was too loud and she instantly regr
Chapter Thirty-twoKatherine sat at her desk, fingers moving over her laptop’s keyboard, but her mind wasn’t anywhere near her work. It was stuck on what had happened days ago with Myles. No matter how she tried to focus, all she could see was his unconscious body, pale against the hospital sheets, machines beeping steadily around him.The past few days had been hell. She found herself watching her family more closely than ever, even more than when they’d carried out their mission against Massimo. And speaking of Massimo, he was still in her head too. Damien’s recent announcement that Massimo was now their biggest client and a part owner of the company meant he could walk into their offices any time he pleased. She’d to be ready for that.Then there was the so-called Revenge Mission her team had been working on for the last three days. Nothing tangible had come from it yet, not even from the police investigation. Everything felt like it was spinning out of control.Her phone buzzed ag
Chapter Thirty oneRyan yanked down the top of Kassandra's dress, exposing her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. He flicked his tongue over one nipple, then the other, sucking hard as she bucked on him faster.The chair creaked with their rhythm. Her moans echoed softly around the glass office.It didn’t last long. Ryan cursed under his breath and gripped her tighter as he came, thrusting up into her in short, hard strokes.Kassandra exhaled sharply, her pace slowing. She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder, still breathing heavily.“…You always fucking finish too fast. Your dick’s like a damn pencil, it barely even touches anywhere within me,” she said flatly, pulling back to meet his eyes. “That’s why I’ll never leave Massimo. He fucks me in ways you couldn’t dream of. You might have my heart, Ryan, but he owns my pussy.”Ryan’s jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached. His fingers dug into her hips before he shoved her off his lap so abruptly she stumbled, nearly trippin