LOGINJaxI had been parked half a block away for forty minutes.The restaurant’s front windows gave me a partial view of the inside, but not enough to see faces clearly. The moment the black car pulled up and Ethan Vance stepped out, I already knew the meeting was never about bikes, it was off from the very moment Angelica told me about it.I stayed in the driver’s seat and watched the entrance. My jaw had been tight since Skylar first told me about the order. Something about it had felt wrong from the start. Now the wrongness had a name and a face.When Angelica finally walked out, she didn’t look around the way she usually did. Her shoulders were set too straight, her steps too controlled. She was holding herself together by force.I got out of the car and crossed the street without calling her name. She saw me when I was still a few meters away. Relief flashed across her face for half a second before she locked it down again.“You were inside the whole time?” she asked.“Close enough.”
Chapter 37AngelicaThe restaurant was quiet, It was the kind of place people came to talk about money without looking like they were talking about money. I arrived ten minutes early, scanned the room once, and chose a table near the side wall where I could see the entrance clearly.Skylar had offered to come with me. Jax had said he would be nearby but I had refused both. This was supposed to be a business meeting. Walking in with protection would have made me look weak, and I was tired of looking weak.I ordered water and waited.My phone sat face-down on the table. The tracking watch on my wrist remained a steady green. Everything looked normal. Still, the back of my neck felt tight, the same way it had felt outside the shop the day before when that dark car lingered too long.At exactly seven, the door opened.I looked up, ready to stand and greet the client when Ethan walked in.For a second my mind refused to connect the pieces. Then it did, all at once. The anonymous order. The
AngelicaI woke up feeling so uneasy, the kind that sat there the moment my eyes opened and refused to leave. Lyra’s face kept flashing in my mind — I couldn't still wrap my head around the audacity she presented the contract termination with,I dragged myself out of bed, showered, and got dressed without really thinking about what I was putting on. Black jeans, a plain top, hair pulled back. Nothing special. My reflection in the mirror looked tired. The tracking watch on my wrist glowed a steady green. At least that was one thing not screaming at me this morning.By the time I reached the shop, Skylar was already there, eyes bright and laptop open.“You’re early,” I said, dropping my bag on the desk.“I couldn’t sleep.” She turned the screen toward me. “Look at this.”I leaned in. A new order had come through late last night, one fully customized high-end bike, paid in full through a corporate account. The amount made my eyebrows rise. Then I saw the follow-up message attached to i
EthanI stared at Lyra for a long moment, “You met with her,” I repeated, my voice low. “Behind my back. And you tried to end the surrogacy.”She lifted her chin, arms crossed, that familiar defiant spark already burning in her eyes. “I offered her a clean way out. Her brother’s bills would have been covered and she refused." She paused,"Doesn't that tells you everything you need to know about her intentions?”I set my laptop aside slowly, deliberately. The screen still glowed with unfinished work, but none of it mattered right now. “You don’t get to make that decision. The child is mine and the contract too. For goodneed sake, you are not the one carrying it, and you are not the one who decides when it ends.”Lyra let out a short, humorless laugh. “Yours? Funny how quickly you claim it when it suits you. You barely looked at me when we first discussed a surrogate. Now suddenly it’s sacred.”I stood, closing the distance between us until she had to tilt her head back to meet my gaze.
LyraAngelica's mere presence in this room irritated me. Her facial expressions and the way she sounded like she wanted Ethan here almost got me to sink my nails in her."Just sign the papers. That's the important part... Like I said, your brother's hospital bill will not be added as a debt for you to pay," I said, reassuring her of her fear."Or do you want to tell me that you actually want to be a surrogate mother for my husband?" I asked, making sure I emphasized the word "my husband.""I think he still has to be here, Mrs. Vance." She suddenly pushed the chair back. Looking me in the eye, she said,"I'll have to take my leave now, thank you." Then she walked out of the room.I bit my lips, trying so hard to stay calm.I reached for the envelope on the table and properly shoved the paper back in it before finishing my wine.A dry chuckle escaped my lips as a few thoughts ran through my mind.She definitely doesn't know that she's messy with the wrong person, and this contract that
AngelicaThe rest of the day went by smoothly. I tried not to overwork myself so I don't feel stressed at the end of the day.After everything, Jax dropped me home, and I spent almost the rest of the day thinking about every event that went on today.It was undeniably good. I mean, at some point we were under a lot of pressure because of the orders, but we were able to pull off a significant amount, and I must say, Jax wasn't really as stern and hard as people might assume him to be; he seemed more soft, I mean softer than I imagined, and I must admit, that side of him was cute.As I settled into my bed, I subconsciously scrolled to his chat and texted, "Hey, are you home now?" I asked, waiting for him to respond, smiling sheepishly at my phone.I didn't even notice this until 5 minutes past, and I still got no reply from him.Finally, I left his chat and sat up, composing myself, "What the hell is wrong with me?" I asked, almost face-slapping myself.Before I could even scold myself







