Se connecterAudrey's POV"What storage facility?" I asked, as I finally found my voice.The question seemed to break whatever trance had settled over the room.John exhaled slowly and sat down. He looked every one of his years. He looked tired, worn down, and haunted."The Hargroves never stopped looking for Amelia, you know that already," he said quietly.Elena lowered her eyes. The pain on her face was impossible to miss."Not for a single day,” he added.Something tightened in my chest. John rubbed a hand across his jaw before continuing."Over the last twenty-five years, we hired investigators, attorneys, security consultants, former law enforcement officers, and anyone who might help us find answers,” John continued and the room remained silent."We gathered everything,” he said and I frowned."Everything?" I asked, looking all surprised and John nodded."Police reports, witness statements, private investigation records, surveillance footage, anonymous tips, adoption leads, even financial tr
Audrey's POVSomething had happened. I knew it the moment I looked at John and Elena.Neither of them looked as emotional as they had during our previous conversations. Neither looked hopeful. They looked worried, very worried.The entire office had gone silent. Employees were pretending to work while very obviously listening, Kimmie noticed it too."Conference room," Kimmie said smoothly and I silently thanked her.Within minutes, we were seated inside a private conference room overlooking downtown Los Angeles.The glass walls automatically frosted for privacy. The moment they did, John exhaled heavily. I didn't like that, not one bit."What happened?" I asked.Nobody wasted time with small talk. John slid a folder across the table and my stomach immediately tightened.I hated folders. Every major revelation in my life seemed to arrive inside one.I finally opened it, and there were news articles, blog posts, screenshots, social media posts, and discussion forums.The further I looke
Audrey's POVThe first thing I noticed was the flowers. There were so many flowers.There were white roses, pink peonies, lilies and I think… Orchids. At least three arrangements I couldn't even name.I stopped in the middle of the LovePlus office lobby and stared."What happened?" I asked, looking all surprised.My receptionist looked up from her desk."You got gifts,” she said and my brows raised unconsciously."I can see that,” I muttered, looking at all they were arranged neatly.There were enough flowers to decorate a wedding or even a funeral. Considering my life lately, either was possible.Kimmie appeared from around the corner holding a coffee. The second she saw my expression, she burst out laughing."Oh good. You're here,” she muttered."Explain,” I said, as I pointed at the floral invasion."No idea,” she said and took a sip of coffee."They started arriving two hours ago,” she muttered and I frowned."Two hours?" I asked."Three different delivery companies,” she said.My
Matteo's POVI hated silence. Not ordinary silence, not the kind that settled over a room after a meeting ended.I hated the silence that came when people stopped fearing you, the silence that came when people stopped caring what you thought, the silence that came when you were losing.My office had become filled with that kind of silence. I stood beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the Los Angeles skyline while my untouched whiskey sat on the desk behind me.Six months ago, this city had felt different. Six months ago, I had everything.I had company, influence, reputation, and a wife. Now every headline seemed determined to remind me how much had changed.I wasn't stupid enough to blame everything on Logan. Not anymore.For months, I had done exactly that. It was easier. Easier than admitting I had created half of my own problems.Easier than admitting I had spent years destroying the one person who had actually loved me.My jaw tightened. I wasn't going down that road a
Audrey's POV Logan rolled us smoothly so I straddled his hips, his cock still buried deep inside me. My palms flattened on his chest as I rocked down, taking every inch. "Ride me," he said, his voice low. I lifted and sank again, finding a rhythm that made my clit grind against him with every drop. His hands cupped my breasts, thumbs rolling my nipples while I moved faster. "Fuck, Audrey, just like that," he groaned. I leaned forward, kissing him hard, tongues sliding together as my hips circled. Pleasure coiled tighter with each bounce.I came first, clenching around his cock, thighs shaking. Logan held my waist and thrust up into me until he followed, pulsing hot and deep. We stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat cooling on our skin.He didn't pull out. Instead, he flipped me onto my stomach, lifted my hips, and slid back inside from behind. The new angle hit something perfect. I moaned into the pillow as he started thrusting, one hand reaching around to rub my clit
Audrey's POVI didn't remember leaving the Hargrove estate.One moment I was staring at a photograph of a little girl with my eyes, and the next I was sitting in Logan's car as Los Angeles blurred past the windows.The silence between us wasn't uncomfortable. It was protective, like Logan knew my mind was already carrying more than it could handle.He wasn't trying to fix anything, he was simply there. My fingers remained curled around the edge of the photo album Elena had insisted I keep.I hadn't opened it again. I wasn't sure I could. The image of that little girl was already burned into my memory.“Amelia.” The name ran through my head. Amelia Hargrove. The missing daughter, the child stolen twenty-five years ago, and that child was me.The thought still felt weird. I turned toward the window. The lights from the environment reflected against the glass."What if they're wrong?" I asked.My voice sounded low and Logan glanced at me briefly."The DNA test isn't wrong,” he replied an
Logan’s POVI stared at John for a long moment, genuinely wondering if I had heard him wrong. The office suddenly felt too quiet.“What?” I asked and John didn’t look away from me.“You heard me,” he said and I leaned back slowly in my chair, rubbing my jaw once.“No, try again,” I said flatly.Joh
Audrey's POV The first spank landed before I could process what was happening. My body rose forward against the mattress, a sharp gasp escaping my lips as Logan's hand connected with my bare ass again."You need to remember who you belong to, Audrey." His voice was low, controlled, but carried an
Audrey’s POVThe moment Logan picked up the phone too quickly, something inside me twisted.My smile faded slowly. Logan kept talking casually like nothing had happened, but now I couldn’t stop staring at him…At the phone in his hand, at the way he had hidden the screen immediately.A terrible feel
Audrey’s POVWhen Logan came back downstairs, his hair was slightly damp from his shower and he had changed into a black shirt and loose sweatpants that somehow still looked expensive on him.But the moment his eyes landed on the food waiting on the table, his entire attention shifted.“Oh, thank G







