KILLIANI stormed through the corridor by the banquet hall, heading to the staircase. Ryder was following me. I remembered that Josie mentioned she and Tony were supposed to meet in the café right above the auditorium, so that was our first place to check. I wanted to be wrong. I wanted her to sit somewhere with Tony, laughing at my paranoid behavior, but deep down I knew she was in danger. If that fucker had come here, he'd gone straight for her…“You should have kept your brother on a tight leash!” I roared, running upstairs.“I tried!” Ryder snarled. “I made sure he wouldn't know you or Josephine are here.”A dry chuckle escaped me. “Guess it didn't work out well, did it?”“Fuck you, Killian!” he snapped.I spun around, grabbing his collar and slamming him against the wall. “Your brother should have been rotting in jail, but you and your father helped cover all his deeds. If Josie gets hurt because of him, I'll make sure your entire family pays for this.”Ryder swallowed, slowly ra
Josie hadn't woken up for the next fifteen hours, and the anxiety within me rose. The doctors said that the problem might go beyond her physical injuries and be caused by trauma. That was understandable. That fucker had wanted to rape and kill her, and she'd defended herself, ending up killing him in self-defense.I hadn't talked to Ryder since we'd seen each other at the precinct. I knew that he was torn between the need to mourn his brother and the relief I'd seen on his face. At the precinct, he'd assured me he would testify in Josie's favor. She was the victim, and I would seriously damage anyone who dared claim otherwise.Tony's condition had improved. His head stopped spinning, and the throbbing pain decreased. He was still under observation, but he used that time to work on his laptop while lying in bed. He had also replaced me by Josie's side a few times, insisting I showered and slept for at least an hour or two. I reluctantly agreed, knowing that I needed to be focused and pr
JOSIEThe faint be-ping sound pulled me out of my unawareness. I felt as if I were slowly rising from the depths of the cold, dark waters to the surface. The pain struck a moment later. It seemed to flood my entire body. I groaned—or at least I thought I did—as I struggled to open my eyes. The light hurt, perhaps even more than the radiating pain. Sensing everything at once was overwhelming, but then I felt something else… A touch. Someone's warmth. Killian… He was sitting by my bed. He was holding my hand. I slightly lifted my head and stretched my lips, trying to smile at him.“Josie?” I heard his hoarse voice, and my chest tightened.“Killian…” My voice cracked, and a hot tear fell down my cheek.“Don't cry, my little daredevil,” he whispered, leaning over and kissing the place marked by the tear.That, of course, made me cry even more, and I couldn't stop the tears I shed. They were like a waterfall of emotions; they were unstoppable. Killian gently pulled me up and wrapped his ar
KILLIANI hated to leave Josie like this, but I had no other choice. Right now, my father was probably convinced I had decided to follow his orders. I'd hired the best lawyer I could to handle Josie's case, and I was on the way to New York. But if he thought it was due to his cold command, he couldn't be more wrong. The reason I was currently on the plane had nothing to do with my father's wishes. Josie was not a liability or a flaw that needed to be cut off. I didn't know when, but she had become essential for everything I did and everything I planned—the center of my universe.I was fully aware of my selfishness. Hadn't I needed her so much, I would have agreed to Kaiden's proposal. Had she been any other girl, I would have agreed without a second of hesitation, but I couldn't let her go. A harsh laugh escaped me as I thought of all the things I was willing to give up on to keep her by my side. And yet, I was the one who had fuck-up her life in the first place. Even if I hadn't been
JOSIEThe sound of typing echoed throughout my room, but it wasn't me who was taking the frustration out on the laptop keyboard. Tony had practically moved to my room since Killian had left, and since he'd been absent for a few days, he was now working nearly non-stop.“Does my presence bother you? Perhaps I should leave?” I asked sarcastically.“What?” He finally turned his eyes from the laptop screen toward me. It took him a moment to process my words before he gave me a sheepish smile. “Sorry. I'm almost done.”I sighed and slowly shifted to the edge of the bed, trying to get up.“What do you think you're doing?” He jerked to his feet, frowning.“I'm trying to get out of bed,” I explained dryly.“Why?” He folded his arms across his chest, and I rolled my eyes.“Because I have two legs and I need to, at least occasionally, use them?”His frown deepened. “You also have stitches on your right thigh, and you shouldn't move. If you need something, I will get it for you.”I pinched the br
My eyes narrowed as I looked at Kaiden's smiling face. “Why are you here?”He rolled his eyes. “How about you start with ‘Thank you, Kaiden’?”“Thank you, Kaiden,” I said dryly. “Now, answer, why are you here?”He sighed and theatrically placed his hand on his chest. “You wound me.” He sat on the chair beside my bed. “I've been around and heard that dickhead's voice in the corridor,” he explained.“What an amazing coincidence.” I gave him a thin-lipped smile. “Not only are you in LA but also in my hospital. You also accidentally walked by and suddenly recognized the voice of one of the hundreds of LAPD officers. If I'm that lucky, shouldn't I play the lottery?”Kaiden gave me a look. “You have the right to be suspicious, but frankly, yes, you are THAT lucky. While you were here for the Digital World Conference, I was sealing an important deal for the Blair Consortium. Feel free to check that out if you want to. I came to this hospital because one of our clients had a nasty car acciden
KILLIANI couldn't even describe the relief I felt when Detective Crane called me to tell me they were about to close Josie's case without pressing any charges against her. Later, Mr. Park confirmed that killing Riley Phillips had been officially called self-defense, and not even Maverick Phillips' violent and vulgar complaints could have changed that.Josie's stitches had been removed, and she was finally released from the hospital. I had never been more glad to leave Los Angeles. Now that we could return to New York, I would make sure Josie recovered from all that fuck-up nightmare.Her bruises turned into faint shades that marked the side of her jaw, her neck, and her shoulders. I knew she was still in pain and that her convalescence would last a while. I suggested she spend the entire flight in the jet's bedroom. She agreed, but only if I joined her in bed. Well, she didn't need to convince me.I made sure she was comfortable with my arms around her. I wished we could use that bed
JOSIEI wasn't sure what felt more depressing, spending my days in a hospital bed or being alone in an empty penthouse. Killian left as soon as I fell asleep, and waking up alone was certainly on the list of my least favorite things. I was supposed to stay here and “recover,” as if I could heal my broken bones and make the bruises disappear with my willpower alone. On the other hand, I wished I could just tell my body to return to its default settings since I was seriously tired of feeling pain with every step I took.Of course, I put a smile on my face and insisted I was fine whenever someone asked. I didn't want to make Killian, Ashley, Aaron, and my team more worried than they already were. I didn't want them to know that I felt as if I had been hit by a truck, and simple actions like walking, laughing, and breathing triggered a new wave of pain. Surely, it wasn't as bad as in the beginning, but since I needed to remove some of the painkillers from my diet, every ache became more v