LOGINKnoxI watch the sweat bead up on his forehead, his hands twitching nervously. The recording of his voice still lingers in the air. He knows what’s coming. His face, once full of pride and ambition, is now pale and lined with fear. His eyes are wide with guilt, and I can almost taste the desperation in his voice when he speaks."Knox, please," Mr. Carter pleads, his voice breaking as he looks at me, his fear palpable. "I’ll do anything. Please, don’t let that recording get out. It’ll ruin me. Everything I’ve worked for... it’ll all be over."A chuckle slips from my lips, but it’s dry, lacking any warmth. I lean back in my chair, watching him squirm. “Are you sure about that, Mr. Carter? Anything?”His eyes widen even further, and he nods quickly, desperation filling his words. “Anything. Just name it. Please.”I don’t answer immediately. Instead, I reach into my briefcase, the click of the metal locks echoing through the room like a gunshot. I pull out a thick stack of legal document
KnoxI step out of the car into the cool night air, the darkness wrapping around me.The chaos of the day still clings to me, but it’s the urgency of what’s to come that truly grips me. I’ve spent the whole day turning over every detail, trying to plan the best way to tackle the looming danger Gina, my soon-to-be ex-wife, has brought into my life. Everything I’ve worked for is at risk, and I have to face it now. There’s no more running from it.I walk down the quiet street, my steps steady but heavy with determination. The mansion ahead looms large, its lights glowing across the perfectly trimmed lawn. As I get closer, my mind sharpens, and the anger simmering beneath the surface intensifies. I’ve been here before, this house, these walls, but tonight, it feels different.Reaching the front door, I lift my hand and knock. The sound breaks the silence. The door opens almost immediately, and Mrs. Carter greets me with a warm smile, her expression friendly and inviting."Hello, Mrs. C
EmmaTwo days later.Work is a blur. My mind keeps replaying the events of the last few days over and over, each moment more suffocating than the last. Now my mother knows about my affair with Knox, and I thought I’d be able to handle her reaction, to match her energy and keep my composure, but I can’t anymore. The weight of it all is too much to bear.I sit at my desk, my hands trembling slightly as I try to focus on the stack of papers in front of me, but the tears keep coming. I tell myself to stop, to pull it together, but each time I blink, more fall down my cheeks. I’m powerless against them.Just then, Iva appears next to me, her presence gentle but firm. She hands me a handkerchief without saying a word, her eyes filled with understanding.I blink in surprise, quickly taking it from her and wiping my face. The cool cloth feels like a small comfort against the emotional storm inside me.Without a word, Iva pulls out a chair and sits beside me, her gaze soft and kind as she wat
MonicaGina’s question hits me like a cold wave, a tight knot forming deep in my chest. I can feel the heat of anxiety rising in me, but I push it down, take a long drag from my cigarette, and blow the smoke up into the air, letting the familiar burn calm my nerves.I force myself to speak steadily, my voice betraying none of the unease I feel. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’ve got it under control.”She smiles. But before she can respond, her phone rings, snapping her out of the moment.She quickly digs into her purse, pulls out the phone, and answers without hesitation.“Oh, I see,” she says, her voice shifting to that businesslike tone. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”The call ends as quickly as it started, and she looks at me with a small sigh, like she’s already planning her next move.“It’s been nice chatting, but I’ve got to go now,” she says, the words almost casual, but there’s an edge of urgency in her tone that I can’t ignore.I nod, trying to keep my face neutral, but i
Gina The night is cool as I step into the bar, my heart racing with anticipation. My gown hugs my curves, daring and bold, the soft fabric clinging to my body, making sure every eye in the room is on me. The thin straps leave my shoulders bare, and the neckline plunges just enough to catch the attention of every man in the room. I can feel the weight of their gazes as I walk in, but I don’t mind. I’m not here to please them, I’m here for something bigger.The air outside still lingers on my skin, but inside the bar, it’s warm, inviting. The buzz of low conversations fills the air, mixing with the clink of glasses and the faint smell of cigarette smoke. The lighting is soft, a golden glow that bathes the room in warmth, and the long wooden bar stretches out before me, bottles of every kind lined up like soldiers, waiting to be chosen. The music hums in the background, smooth, steady and I feel a quiet thrill build inside me as I walk toward Monica.She’s sitting at the bar, cigaret
KnoxHer heels echo sharply against the polished floor as Gina storms out of my office, slamming the door with such force that I swear the glass might shatter into a thousand pieces. The anger that courses through my body is like nothing I’ve ever felt before, Gina knows about Emma and me, and her threats to take everything I’ve worked for are now a real possibility. The weight of her words sinks into my mind, and all I can think is that I will not let her destroy me. I won’t let her take my company, my life, or my love from me.I turn slowly, the tension in my body coiling tighter with every step, to find Emma sitting on the couch, her body shaking with silent sobs. The sight of her, so small, so fragile, so lost, rips me apart in a way I can't explain. I move quickly, desperate to close the distance between us, to offer her comfort, to do anything that might make this moment easier for her. My arm instinctively reaches out, pulling her close, but she doesn’t lean into me. She pu
Emma The moment I crack my eyes open, I feel a dull pang building up in my head.Last night I was terrified when I heard noise outside. When I summoned courage and look through the window, I was relieved to find out it's a stray dog.It ran away before I could do anything. I push myself up, my fee
KnoxEmma stands there, rooted to the spot the moment she hears my voice. Under the dark sky, I stretch on the lounge by the pool side, watching her intently as she tries to run away.After a moment of silence from her, I rise to my feet, hands in my pocket as I make my way to her.“I asked a damn
EmmaCold seeps into my bones, as I tremble. I'm still startled by what happened.Honestly, I never expected him to be by the poolside. I thought he was asleep. Not until I heard his voice.I love him. I really do but I can't watch while another woman takes him, he's cheating on me. And then he wa
Knox“Absolutely.” I reply, watching her closely. I can see the disappointment in her eyes.Does it mean she'll be happy to have my baby? Heck. I never thought about having kids.I don't know if I should be worried that I have none. But one thing is certain, I'm not gonna get Emma pregnant.It's ba







