Se connecterMELANIEMy father’s eyes burned straight into mine. He jabbed his finger so close to my face I could almost feel it, his voice shaking with rage. “What is wrong with you, Melanie? How dare you raise your hand to her? Does she look like someone your own age?!”I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Tell her to watch her damn mouth then.”Cassandra cradled her reddened cheek, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked up at my father with a dramatic, pitiful expression that could melt the heart of a serial killer. “What did I even say?” Her voice came out small and broken. “Why do you hate me so much, Melanie?”What a fake! I glared at her pathetic performance. The acting was so bad it was almost insulting.“Back off, Melanie. I’m warning you.” My father stepped between us, throwing his arms out like I was some dangerous animal he was protecting her from. “I didn’t slap her unprovoked,” I said defensively, crossing my arms. Of course, he wouldn’t listen. When had he ever taken my side?“She just
MELANIE I stared at my phone until the screen went completely black. For a moment, I was speechless. I just sat there in the driver’s seat, blinking at my own faint reflection in the glass.Did he really just hang up on me?I sat in my car for like ten minutes, staring blindly at the dark windows of my house without really seeing them. Gavin’s sudden evasiveness and the way he had avoided my questions left me uneasy. It worried the hell out of me. It felt like he was hiding something big, and no matter how hard I tried, the pieces refused to fit together.I let out a shaky breath; my body suddenly felt heavy and tired after everything that had happened. Seriously, Gavin needed to pay me for the detective work today. It had drained every last drop of energy from my body. I forced the car door open and stepped out into the afternoon sun. My thoughts immediately drifted to Eva.Silvio was holding all the cards right now, but I had a feeling he wouldn’t hurt her, though I couldn’t be su
GAVINI stood by my desk, my hands trembling so badly I had to use the other hand to hold the phone before it fell.My mind was in complete turmoil. What the hell was going on? Why did Melanie send me a picture of my dead brother? How did she even get this photo?Logan.The face staring back at me from the screen was unmistakable: the same sharp jawline, the same intense dark eyes, the same slight scar above the left eyebrow from when we were kids, and he fell off his bike. But that was impossible. I had watched my brother die in my arms ten years ago. I had held his cold body.Or at least… I thought I had.My hands moved automatically toward Melanie’s contact, desperate to call her, when Joe’s name flashed across the screen. I swiped to answer, my mind still not fully present.“She is out,” Joe said immediately.I kept staring at the photo, barely hearing him.“Hello, Gavin? Are you there?” he pressed when I didn’t respond.I shook my head hard, trying to snap back to reality. “What
GAVINI wore a path into the floor of my office, five steps to the window, five back to the desk, like an animal that was caged and didn't have anywhere else to go. What the hell was I thinking?My phone sat on my table like a live grenade. I snatched it up for the hundredth time, checking for any message, anything at all to calm me down, but the screen remained blank. The silence was torture.The room suddenly felt too hot, my shirt clinging to my back as my chest tightened.Damn it. I slammed my palm against the wood, a dull ache forming in my hand. Why did I send her? What was I really thinking? What if something happened to her in there? The thought of Melanie being anywhere near Silvio Rossi made my stomach twist violently. I had put her in danger for this mission, and the guilt was eating me alive.My phone suddenly vibrated against the desk, startling me. I grabbed it fast. “Yes, Joe. What’s the update?” My voice came out rough and impatient."I trailed Melanie to a private l
MELANIE“Would you be my date to Melanie’s father’s election kickoff party?”His words echoed in my ears like a bad punchline.I stared at Silvio, completely frozen. The question made zero sense. What exactly did he want from Eva? The whole ‘I just like her’ line was complete bullshit. A man like Silvio could snap his fingers and have a room full of stunning women begging for his attention. So why was he zeroing in on my best friend like she was some rare prize?My phone still lay face down on the cold tiles where it had fallen. My heart slammed against my ribs as I bent to pick it up, but Silvio’s shadow moved faster than I could blink. His long fingers snatched the device right from under my nose.My heart was literally in my mouth. Different nightmare scenarios flashed through my mind at lightning speed. What if he turned the screen and the first thing he saw was his own face, the photo I had just secretly taken? How the hell was I supposed to explain that? I would definitely not
MELANIEImmediately leaving Gavin’s office, I rushed to my car, my thumb scrolling my phone, hovering on the contact of the only person who could tell me what the hell was going on.His line rang till it went into voicemail.“Shit.” I got into the car, slammed the door, and dialed again, gripping the steering wheel tightly. This time, he picked up, and his voice came through. “To what do I owe this surprising call?”“Where is Eva?” I demanded him, my voice cold. All the fear I usually felt around him went out the window in that instant.Silvio chuckled softly. “Hello to you too, Melanie. You sound like you’re in quite the mood this morning.”My knuckles turned white as I gripped my phone. “I need to know if you have Eva,” I choked out, then forced myself to add, “Please.”Screaming at him wouldn’t get her back. I had to play this smart.“That doesn’t sound very nice, Mel,” he said, clearly entertained. “It seems you think I… kidnapped your friend.”“You threatened me yesterday. What e
MELANIEWhat the hell was Derek doing here?I blinked several times, staring at him. "Derek?”He looked past Reynold, his eyes widening as they landed on me, before a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, like he was embarrassed. “Why the fuck are you so clumsy, Derek?” Reynold spat, his voice drip
MELANIEI stood in front of the full-length mirror in my room and let out a long, tired sigh.I looked like a fraud.The mint green dress hugged every curve like it had been sewn on my body, accentuating my breasts, hugging my waist, and making my ass look way bigger than it was. The thigh-high sli
MELANIEEva’s head snapped from Derek to me, then back to Derek, like she was watching a very confusing tennis match.“What red dress are you talking about?” she asked, her voice laced with suspicion.Gosh. How could Derek be so cute but so damn clueless?My eyes widened. I tried to shoot him a fra
GAVINWalking away from Melanie in front of that coffee shop was one of the hardest things I’d ever done.She had looked so vulnerable, so completely shattered, and every instinct in me screamed at me to turn back, pull her into my arms, and tell her I was full of shit yesterday. But I kept walking







