Mag-log inKillian's pov After a whole hour of speaking with members of the board and every team leader in the company, it was finally time for a rest. I walked briskly into my office, slumping onto the leather seat and letting it ease the tension that had already caught up with me. This year's exhibition is going to be massive. We cannot let the Crown of Jewels award at the Celestial Gala slide by like last time. A heavy sigh escaped my lips. From the exhibition to the gems to the jewelry, everything was assigned to me. I can't even leave any detail unattended to.A soft knock echoed on the door. I tapped the button beside the table, unlocking it from my side. Maya walked in wearing a white crisp shirt and black skirt, a small smile on her face."Good morning, sir," she said, and I could only nod in acknowledgment. There was no time for talking."Anything?" I asked, and she nodded."These are the sketches from the design team," she said, handing them over. I pointed at the side of the table f
Riley's pov After an entire hour of showering and freshening up, I finally found Brian in the garage, already seated in his car.âTook you long enough,â he teased.I chuckled. âWell, you know us ladies. Itâs our thing, kind of like a superpower.âHe smiled as I slipped into the seat beside him.âSo, where are we headed, Miss Riley?â he asked.I let out a louder chuckle. âThe hospital. I need to see Mom⊠and check my head after what that bastard did to me.âHis smile softened. âNo need to panic about him. Heâs in jail now. Heâll be spending at least six months to a year, depending on the damages.âMy eyebrow lifted. âJail?âHe nodded. âYeah. The cops came that night and confiscated almost everyone. I was lucky enough to get out early, and Killian was there to get you out.âI bit my lower lip. So he was the one who saved me.Then my gaze snapped back to Brian. âYou really kept your word about disappearing the moment the cops arrived.âHe shook his head quickly, hands raised in surrende
Killian's pov A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I slumped deeper into the leather seat, letting the cushion swallow the tension thrumming through my muscles. The office still smelled faintly of last nightâs cologne and fresh paperâsharp, expensive, almost comforting. I dragged a palm over my face.âToday is going to be a long day,â I muttered to myself.I reached toward the desk to adjust the license file sitting crooked at the edge when the office door swung open without a knock. Knox stepped inside, wearing a green-and-white face mask like some patriotic ghost. His eyes crinkled with mischief above the fabric.I raised a brow. He'd never cease to amaze me. âWhat are you doing here this early?âHe pulled the mask down to his chin and let out a soft laugh. âIâve got good news for you, man.âI leaned back, suspicious. âGood news? What is good about my Bugatti Chiron being taken by thieves?âHis chuckle came out rough, half scoff, half laugh. âWell, it wouldâve been entirely bad⊠if some
Riley's pov My head throbbed with pain as I forced myself off the mattress, the sun already seeping in through the window. My brows furrowed as I stared at it. When did I get here? The only thing I remember is a sharp pain tearing into my head, like someone had been drumming on it all night.I clenched my head tight, as if that could reduce the pain, biting back the urge to scream.What happened? The question kept echoing in my mind.Then it all slipped inâslowly, then suddenly. The last thing that happened was that guy, that big man from the Red Bulls team. He had grabbed me by my collar while I was about to leave and slammed me to the ground. That was what happened.My eyes widened. He landed. My mind echoed as I remembered him and the guy exchanging blows.In an instant, I forced myself out of the bed, ignoring the pain tearing through my back and head as I reached for the handle and pulled it open.He stood there, his green eyes widening for a second before he shut them slightly.
Killan's pov Knox's mouth dropped in shock. âWhat are you talking about, man? You won the race â why would you give them your car?â he asked, wide-eyed.I sighed deeply, trying to calm whatever was brewing inside of me. âForget it, man. Just hand over the keys. They won.â I bit my lower lip as the words slipped out. Thank God Riley wasn't in sight.He pushed himself up from the couch with the key in his hand. âWhen did you become a dick, huh?â he snapped, shoving me in the chest with a glare.âThey were the ones who started it,â he said, jabbing his thumb toward the door. His voice echoing against the bare walls. âThey started the fight to distract you â to win by cheating â and now youâre just going to let them have it their way?â He barked between heavy breaths.Iâd never seen him this angry.âLook, man,â I said, trying to keep my voice calm because this could escalate fast, âthe deal is whoever gets to the finish line first gets the prize, and they did. Just hand it over, okay? It
Killian's pov My heart thudded violently in my chest as I scooped her into my arms, pulse racing like it wanted to burst out of my skin. The crowd around us had scattered in panic, fleeing in every direction while sharp, terrifying gunshots echoed into the night air. âFuck! The cops are coming!!!â Knox screamed, his eyes wide with panic as he helped me get her into the back seat. Without a single thought, I lunged into the driverâs seat and slammed the door shutâspeeding off before Knox could even pull the door properly. The cops? No. Not again. This cannot repeat itself. The sirens erupted behind us, loud and accusingâconfirming my fears. âShit,â I hissed under my breath, jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. My eyes flickered to the rearview mirrorâshe was still not moving. Just lying there. Still. Too still. âTheyâre right behind us! Do something, man!â Knox barked. I stepped harder on the accelerator, trying every buttonâanything that could help us outrun them. The engin







