LOGINShe had grown used to seeing him in his loud floral Hawaiian shirts, but never in something like this. And she couldn’t quite explain why it amused her so much.Was it because he looked oddly… endearing, wearing that apron?Damn it. Just last night, she had been seething with anger at him. That very
Phillian’s lips pressed shut once more, as though sealing in whatever words had threatened to escape. He fell silent, lost in thought.Then, without another word, he quietly walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped out. But before closing it, he turned back to her, his eyes resting on
Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
She obeyed at once, lowering her head as she slipped into the back seat behind the driver. Sacred carried both of her suitcases himself, loading them into the trunk before sliding into the car. While he was still outside, the elderly driver turned his head slightly and asked,“Where to, Miss?”“Anyw
Calley could only shake her head at Sacred’s words. She would rather swallow the insult and ignore his rudeness than stoop to his level.When he received no answer from her, he spoke again. “Not only did he beat me bloody, but he also warned me never to show my face again. I lost a brother because o
“Oh, for goodness’ sake, I am growing weary of seeing you like this, Ser!” Nelly said, breaking through the silence that weighed heavily between them.Phillian turned his head, casting her a blank, hollow stare. No words left his lips; his gaze alone was enough to tell her he was shutting her out.S
“Ask your brilliant brother that question,” she snapped, curling her lip in disdain before lifting her wine glass back to her lips.“You are already here. Why not answer me instead?”She glared at him, irritation flashing in her eyes. “I have no idea, alright? Let us not talk about it. Especially si







