LOGINElias“I need you to open the file,” William said, though his voice sounded raspy and strained. “We have about twenty minutes before Thomas’s accountants call.”“Right. The file,” I purred, making no move toward the manila folder beside me. Instead, I uncrossed my arms, pushed off the desk, and took two slow steps toward him. “Is that why you locked the door, William? To double-check partnership clauses?”William’s chest rose and fell heavily. He didn't step back.I closed the distance, the faint, intoxicating scent of his expensive cologne filling the narrow space between us.“Elias,” he warned softly, a breathy whisper that sounded far more like a surrender than a command.“You feel it too don’t you?” I murmured, stopping inches from his chest. I tilted my chin up, meeting his wide, dark eyes. “When I look at you, when I say your name, when you say mine….william, you feel it too. Tell me.” I whispered, my chest rising and falling heavily.A muscle in his jaw twitched violently. His b
EliasI still didn’t understand why we were here. What these two needed was therapy, or a good, hard fuck, considering they clearly had the chemistry and the intensity for it.So far, what we gathered was that he was sleeping around with someone who went by 'Mistress.' Which meant she was either a mistress by way of an affair, or a Mistress by way of dominance.“We shouldn’t go around pointing fingers. We’re both in the wrong here,” Thomas said, crossing one leg over the other.Valary gasped loudly, looking deeply offended. “I am not the one getting tied up in chains and dragged around like a dog!”Oh. That was... interesting.Thomas glanced nervously over at us. I offered him a slow, delighted smirk, he grimaced instantly and snapped his head back toward his wife.“That wasn’t supposed to be said out loud,” he muttered through his teeth.“I don’t care anymore! You cheated on me. I am hurt, I am angry, and I am deeply embarrassed.”“Okay, fine!” Thomas twisted his torso to face her di
EliasA four a.m. flight. A fucking four a.m. flight,that’s what William had ordered me to book.Now we were high in the air. I was sleepy, cranky, and starving with zero appetite, with still an hour left before we reached our destination. He had insisted that I booked economy because there was no need for first class.There is always a need for first class but I wasn’t about to argue over that.Beside me, William was typing away furiously on his laptop beside me. God, I hated his work habits.We were flying out for a client, not strictly as representatives of the primary firm, but because the client had specifically requested William, even offering to cater to every single expense just to get him in the room.“Stop shuffling so much,” William mumbled, his eyes never leaving the bright screen.“Easy for you to say. You’re used to being up at odd hours.”“If you had carried a book like I suggested, you’d have something to keep your mind occupied.”I snort. “Right. Because waking up ear
LiamThe room seemed to tilt on its axis. Air left my lungs leaving me suffocating while struggling to wrap my head in what i hoped wasn't real.He’s alive.“Liam?” Cathy asked, setting her pizza crust down. “You look like you’re about to throw up.”I glance at him, horror still written on my face then turn to mom when her voice came up.“He was here last week, Liam,” Mom informed. “He brought Tiana a toy. He’s trying so hard to fix things. He promised me he was getting a large payout from his old business partner’s estate... said an associate named Claire was going to settle it for him.”“I...” I pulled violently at my collar, my mind racing so hard it made me dizzy.I reached out and grabbed onto the edge of the counter, but that wasn't enough to steady the violent sway of the room. I laid my upper body flat against the cold table. Nope, still not enough. Slowly, my knees buckled, and I lowered myself all the way to the floor, lying flat on my back on the kitchen tile.Both my mothe
Liam“Why do you look so shocked?” Cathy asked, wiping her hands on a napkin.“Um... I just found out I have another sister,” I stammered, rubbing the back of my neck. “And the name of the father sounds familiar,too familiar and I’m desperately hoping it’s not who I think it is.”She stares at me like I was blubbering complete nonsense.This was bad. Real bad.“You might want to sit down before you collapse,” she said, gesturing toward the living room.I followed her to the couch, my limbs feeling heavy and numb. Cathy grabbed a wet wipe, cleaned her fingers, and reached for the pizza box on the table. She pulled out a warm slice and held it out to me.“No, I’m... I’m not hungry,” I murmured, waving it away. If I eat right now I may just puke.She raises an eyebrow at me but didn't press. “I know it’s shocking, but is it that shocking?”I shake my head, desperately needing to steer my mind away from the sudden horror. “How’s school?” I asked, abruptly changing the subject.“All the sa
LiamI got to the top of the landing just in time to see my mother push open her bedroom door.The high-pitched, frantic crying echoed off the walls. I stepped up behind her, my heart hammering against my ribs so hard it was suffocating.Standing beside a faded wooden crib, my mother was leaning over, whispering frantic, breathless apologies as she lifted a small, squirming bundle wrapped in a faded pink blanket into her arms.I stood paralyzed in the doorway, staring at the baby.“Mom...” My voice came out choked, barely a whisper. “Whose baby is that?”She bounced the child gently against her chest, patting its back while keeping her eyes locked onto the far corner of the room, refusing to meet my gaze. “She’s... she was sleeping. You slammed the front door, Liam. I told you-”“Mom!” I stepped further into the room, my stomach dropping into a cold, bottomless abyss. “Whose baby is this?! Was Cathy pregnant?! Did she-”“No!” my mother snapped, finally looking at me, her face pale an
ElliasI sat in the very last row, the mahogany bench feeling like a church pew at a funeral I wasn’t allowed to mourn. All my muscles were tense. A part of me was thrilled my mother was walking into this. Another part was scared because the man will be around every single day.I could successfully
Ellias3 months laterSharp, rhythmic rapping against my bedroom door dragged me out of a dreamless, heavy sleep."Elias. Wake up. The first of the town cars are pulling into the drive."My mother’s voice was as crisp as the morning air, devoid of the tremor I’d been carrying in my own voice for nin
ElliasAfter he'd drunk up and I had us cleaned up, I got in the covers next to him.He quickly shifted to the other side of the bed and stared at me with a skeptical look on his face. “What are you doing?”“Aftercare. I was going to hold you.”“Cuddle me?” he asked, cocking his head.“Yes.” “Uh-uh
WilliamHe took the blindfold off and I blinked even though the room was dimly lit. Did he say three? Was he crazy? I wasn't sure how I had survived the last one but I had no energy to fight him so I just laid there."Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?"I've never been self co







