LOGIN~Thomas Maclewin~“You owe me big time.”Pius Agary’s voice comes through the phone, amused and smug. He already knows he has me exactly where he wants me.I laugh, unable to help myself. “I do. Seriously, I’m grateful for your help.”And I mean it.Yesterday felt like something out of a dream.Spending the day with Agnes made me extremely happy. It settled something restless inside my chest. Being there for her when she actually needed someone felt so good.Carrying her up the stairs of her home when she was too weak to walk… yeah, that part was just the best part.Her place is exactly like her: minimalist, clean, and intentional.Off-white clay walls, abstract paintings that don’t scream for attention but somehow command it anyway. Nude-toned chairs that look soft but structured. A center table that looks like art on its own.And then the details… the rattan mats, the storage vases, the fresh flowers.It felt like I stepped into her sanctuary.She’d permitted me to take her to her r
I startle. “Thomas,” I call, trying to sound less frightened than I feel. “It’s been a while… how… how do you do?”I smile at him, reminding myself that I don’t have to act pissed. Not when the man has the power to reject Smith and Agary as the sole executors of the Tower construction project.“Nessy,” he calls, sounding like a five-year-old who just found his favorite candy.He’s the first and only person who ever calls me that. It used to annoy me. Now… strangely, it doesn’t.“Yes,” I reply, swallowing hard.“God, you look so exhausted. Are you okay?” He stands immediately.I rub my temples, silently praying the headache goes away.“Are you okay?” he asks again, moving to my side.I shake my head. I can’t even lie right now. My temples throb painfully, my vision dimming at the edges. “I think I need water,” I whisper.“Relax your back,” I order, gently.Carefully, he helps me lean into the chair before rushing off to get me some water.Barely a minute later, he’s back and helps me t
~Agnes~The day started slowly for me at the office.I’ve been working nonstop on designs for Tania’s new apartment, so I’m feeling exhausted as I haven’t slept well in days.My head is throbbing, and my body is dragging, yet I still go through my usual routine with a practiced cheerfulness.That is, until Julian resumed for the day.The banging of his door started and soon escalated into louder door slams like thunderclaps, and his voice followed, sharp and impatient, barking at everyone in sight.Everyone except me.In my own case, he doesn’t even spare me a glance, which somehow feels worse.I wonder what’s going on with him.The entire office at Smith and Agary is tense. Everyone is walking on eggshells, afraid to breathe too loudly.I feel bad for them, and worse for myself. Every shout is followed by another violent slam of his office door, and my poor eardrums take the hit each time.It feels like pure torture.As I go through my boss’s schedule for tomorrow, my stomach tighten
~Pius Agary~I walk the few steps into The Anchor eatery.Earlier today, I reached out to King Allister Blackwaters to confirm that Thomas Maclewin will be here, having lunch.I shouldn’t be doing this, but after the call with Allister Blackwaters, I just knew it was the best thing to do.I had no idea Julian and Agnes were… well… you know…When he told me, I was literally upset with Julian because Tania Beecroft is such an amazing lady, and knowing that Julian’s actions aren’t just going to hurt her but also embarrass her didn’t sit well with me.So, I had to take time out of my busy schedule to head straight here, hoping to meet Thomas Maclewin.The moment I step in, I spot him, seated comfortably, his iPad propped neatly on a mini stand on the table.Perfect.I smile to myself and take a seat close enough to him, positioning myself so that once he looks up, he can’t miss me.Allister already told me what to do, but it doesn't hurt if I do it my own way and cut a deal for myself in
Thomas Maclewin is already seated when I walk in.I had Marcus settle him in at one of the few private lounges I usually disappear to when I don’t want to have my friends around.“Alpha Maclewin,” I call as I step in and extend my hand for a handshake.He quickly stands and takes my hand, “King Allister,” he greets. “It’s a pleasure.”The man seems to have changed; no longer exhibiting that reckless arrogance I remember from the last time I met him.“The pleasure is mine. Please sit.”Thomas sits back down, and I take another seat opposite him in the private, soundproof, overly spacious cubicle.“I didn’t believe it when I got the message that you wanted to meet me,” he says, relaxing in his seat. “No offense, but we were never exactly friends.”I smile because he’s right. “None taken,” I tell him. “I wouldn’t have asked you here if it wasn’t important.”That piques his attention. He knits his brow. “Is everything okay?” he asks, his tone laced with genuine concern“I need a favor, Ma
The couple doesn’t even look like the kind of people I expected to see. They look tired and worn out.“This is Adams Reeves and his wife, Natalie,” Calista introduces them.“Mr. and Mrs. Reeves, this is Dr. White.”The couple greets, and I nod and point to their seats. “Please sit.”I take my seat beside lawyer Calista and watch the couple from across the table.The woman’s fingers are trembling where they rest on her lap, and the man keeps glancing at her, like he’s afraid she might break if he looks away too long.“You can proceed,” lawyer Calista whispers, and I nod.“Mr. and Mrs. Reeves, can you tell us exactly what?”Adam Reeves nods and rubs his palms together as he begins to speak. “The lawyer told us that the surrogate ran away. She told us she disappeared shortly after the second trimester. Said she stopped responding to calls, stopped showing up for check-ins… just vanished.”“And she said she was handling it,” Natalie adds quickly. “That she had already reached out to peopl
He rises from the chair and leans towards me, but I grab his arm and stare right into his eyes.“I have great respect for you, Besha Gabret. Don’t make me throw all that away.”He shuts his eyes, takes a deep breath, and then sits back down. His claws immediately retract.Well, that’s new. A werewo
~Allister~With my phone already pressed to my ear, I lean back in the seat and watch as the city lights blur past the tinted windows.“There’s something off about your in-laws. I haven’t gotten just enough proof to back this up just yet.” Angel tells me. “I’ve noted some discrepancies in what I’ve
The corridor leads us out to a small opening with crystal chandeliers and soft lighting.Scanning the room, my gaze focus catches Allister Blackwaters. He’s leaning against a railing, talking to a stylishly dressed lady who has her back to us.“I thought Gideon said he won't be coming to the afterp
~Rosie~I’ve barely made it to the hotel before breaking down in tears. I may not be the best person in the whole world, but I'm definitely not the worst.I’ve had my ups and downs. And my need to remain at the top of the chain may have shaped my life in a certain way, but that’s all because I want







