ログインEvelyn POVThe sound cut through the warmth of the moment like a knife. I glanced at the screen, expecting Grace or maybe the event coordinator.The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number with a local area code.I picked up. "Hello?""Is this Miss Evelyn Bennett?" The voice on the other end was male and professional."Yes, this is she.""Miss Bennett, this is Detective Morales with the Crescent Harbour Police Department. I'm calling to inform you that approximately forty-five minutes ago, officers apprehended Victoria Bennett at Crescent Harbour International Airport."The room tilted.I sat up straight, my heart slamming against my ribs. Beside me, Belle noticed the change in my posture immediately and leaned in, her brow furrowed."She's back?" I repeated. "When did she arrive?""I'm not able to discuss the full details over the phone, Miss Bennett. But Mrs Bennett was flagged during a routine security check while attempting to leave Crescent Harbour in a disguise. Since she was alre
Evelyn POVBelle studied me for a long moment. The humour had drained from her face, replaced by the quiet, fierce protectiveness that had made her my best friend in the first place."Can I give you my honest opinion?""Please.""You have two options. Option one: You choose none of them. You step back from all three, focus on yourself, on Bennett Holdings, on Green Valley, and on the launch and on building the empire you fought for. You tell all three of them that you need space, and you take it. No guilt, no obligations, no tangled sheets.""And option two?"Belle shrugged. "Option two: you keep all three. No commitment. No exclusivity. No promises you're not ready to keep. You're a grown woman, Evelyn. You're allowed to explore what you feel without signing a contract. As long as you're honest about what you're doing, there's nothing wrong with taking your time to figure out who you actually want." She paused. "Or if you want any of them at all."I sat with that for a moment, turnin
Evelyn POVI pressed my palms against my eyes. "It was... intense. It was the most intense experience of my entire life, and I'm including nearly dying on that list. But afterwards, he pulled away completely. When he learned it was my first time, he got cold, distant, started talking about how we were a mistake, how he needed to focus on his business, how he couldn't afford to have vulnerabilities. He basically told me that sleeping with me was an error in judgment.""He said that to you? After sleeping with you?""Not in those exact words, but yes. That was the message. And I was devastated, Belle. I was completely shattered. I'd opened myself up to someone for the first time since I left Adrian, actually let myself feel something real, and he just... shut the door in my face. I left his apartment in tears, and a few minutes later, I discovered I'd been kidnapped.Belle's expression had shifted from gossip mode to something softer. She reached over and squeezed my knee."I'm sorry,"
Evelyn POVThe four words hung in the air between us.Of all people, Adrian?My mouth opened and closed twice before anything resembling coherent language came out."Vincent, it's not what you think."Even as I said it, I knew how it sounded. It was the most clichéd sentence in English. The words every guilty person reaches for when they've been caught doing exactly what they look like they've been doing.I could have written it on a greeting card: Sorry, I was making out with my ex-fiancé on a boardroom table. It's not what you think.Vincent looked at me, but not with anger; that would have been easier. Anger I could have worked with, argued against, met with my own fire. But Vincent didn't get angry. He did something far worse.He was quiet."You don't need to explain anything to me, Evelyn.""I want to explain. Just listen to me for a second. Adrian showed me something, some evidence about Isabella and the kidnapping, and it was overwhelming, and we were talking, and things just.
Evelyn POVThe corridor outside the boardroom was mercifully empty. I walked fast, my heels clicking against the marble in a rapid staccato that matched my heartbeat. My reflection flashed past in the glass walls on either side, and I caught a glimpse of myself: flushed cheeks, swollen lips, hair that someone's fingers had definitely grabbed in the recent past.Evelyn Bennett, what the hell is wrong with you?Seriously. What was wrong with me? Not twenty minutes ago, I'd been telling Adrian that I didn't trust him. That Isabella was a knife waiting on the other side of every moment I let my guard down. That his history of hurting me was too deep and too recent for a resignation letter and some phone screenshots to fix.And then he'd touched my face and I'd just... melted? Like butter? Like some pathetic, hormone-driven teenager who'd never been kissed before? I'd let him put me on a TABLE. A boardroom table! The same table where budget meetings happened! Where quarterly reviews were p
Evelyn POVHis fingers moved to the top button of my blouse.He undid it slowly, pressing his lips to the newly exposed skin at the base of my throat. Then the second button, and his mouth followed, tracing the line of my collarbone with a deliberateness that made my toes curl inside my heels.The third button came undone, and I felt the cool air of the boardroom against my chest, followed immediately by the warmth of his hand sliding across my bare skin. His palm moved up my stomach, over the lace edge of my bra, and I arched into his touch with a sharp intake of breath that echoed off the glass walls.His thumb traced the line of lace along the curve of my breast, and I gripped the front of his shirt hard enough that I heard a seam protest. He made a rough sound against my throat, something between a groan and a growl, and his other hand slid up my thigh, pushing the hem of my skirt higher.My legs wrapped around him instinctively, pulling him closer, and the contact made both of us
Evelyn POVHe led me upstairs to a luxurious bedroom with a king-sized bed and windows overlooking the city."I'll let you get settled," Gabriel said, turning to leave.“Gabriel,” I called out quietly.He turned to look at me, his eyes flashing with impatience. “Evelyn, this is a bad idea. I know I
Evelyn POVIf Isabella wanted to humiliate me, she had chosen the wrong woman to do it quietly.Evelyn Bennett did not do quiet, humiliation anymore.I took a deep breath in the back of my car, looking at my reflection in the compact mirror one last time.Isabella wanted to humiliate me. She wanted
Evelyn POVThree days.It had been three days since I woke up in the hospital with no memory of how I got there. Three days since I learned about the video. Three days of damage control and media spin, and trying to piece together what had actually happened to Belle and me.Now I sat in my office w
Gabriel POVI parked at the hotel and led Evelyn inside. The restaurant was visible from the entrance, and I could see Rowan sitting at a table near the window, eating lunch alone.I guided Evelyn to a position where she could see him clearly without being obvious about it. I kept my hand on the sm







