FAZER LOGINMOON"Who the fuck is this?" I asked as I set the briefcase right on the table. Tyler reached for it faster than I blinked and fiddled with the buttons while the unfamiliar man looked up at me with a sick, sadistic smile that left me sick to my stomach.Tyler looked around as he finally figured out the fucking simple lock, the cafe was mostly empty as it was still too early for rush hour.He ignored my question as he opened the box and whistled long and hard when he saw the contents in it."The name is Enzo, baby girl." The unfamiliar man, Enzo, finally spoke while Tyler openly salivated over the money. Which was strange because I knew for a fact Tyler came from a severely rich one, not as powerful as the Alexanders but powerful enough that a scandal with both our names attached to it would leave billions worth of stocks plummeting."You used to scream my name just fine, in fact." Enzo added with a wink that had me unable to hide both my disgust and confusion.Tyler finally lifted his
MOONI felt lighter than I had in days. I could finally pay Tyler off, get him to shut his fucking mouth and never have to deal with him again. And then there was Cillian who was probably halfway there, he liked me, he just didn't say it out loud.I was in such a good mood, even Edmund's silly threat couldn't ruin it. Mostly because I knew he felt so cornered he had to do that. I wasn't sure what transpired between Edmund and Cillian and Bethany while I was upstairs with Aphrodite, but I was certain that was what led Edmund to mount such pressure on me.Oh well. How hard can it be to get knocked up?Cillian made me drive, because I was the only one who didn't drink alcohol. And though I hated his stupid no alcohol rule, I found it rather endearing that he was always conscious of it, of what I consumed.Although I still couldn't tell if it was his 'care' for me or if it was his obligation to his grandmother."What are you thinking about?" His voice cut through my escalating thoughts fr
MOON"You forget yourself, really." Aphrodite paced the room like a caged animal as she whisper yelled at me. "You dared to kiss his fucking cheek! Right in front of me...you know he's not your husband right?" Aphrodite sneered, "Yet here you are getting all chummy with him!"I rolled my eyes and remained calm, "It is part of the job description you shallow bitch." I responded in the sweetest voice I could muster and batted my lashes at her. "If you weren't such a coward, maybe you'd be the one in his mansion getting bent over and doted on." I was saying these words to spite her, but the image it conjured up in my head made me sick. If Cillian's fingers ended up on Aphrodite's skin...if she truly became his wife after I did all the work...how would that make me feel?My degree was important. My mother's gallery was more important. But Cillian.I let out a harsh breath and met my cousin's seething eyes. "That's not why we're here." I waved dismissively and unlocked my phone. I scrolled
CILLIANAphrodite's parents' affection seemed manufactured. I'd lived long enough to know when an action is being forced and being felt and the smile on Aphrodite's face was forced, painfully so. Though, she seemed to have perfected it.The sight of it left a bad taste on my tongue. I didn't like this, not one bit and if Mamò hadn't personally asked me to attend this dinner, I would've come up with some excuses and gotten out of it, better still, I would've taken my wife out of this building that made her look that way.My wife. The thought didn't feel as foreign as it should've as I walked behind her into the dining room and that bothered me.Edmund and his niece, Moon were right behind us while Bethany held on to Aphrodite's hand, I could see veins popping up, her grip was tight, too tight for my comfort. The housekeeper pointed at the seat right next to the head chair and I nodded. I was in their home, I would follow their rules.I pulled out the chair next to me, looked to Aphrodi
MOONHis stubble scraped pleasantly against my chin. My lungs burned but I didn't pull away. I only moved closer, chasing the taste of him while heat pooled low in my belly, searing through every logical thought that might've stopped me from rubbing,y gloss all over his freshly washed lips.But he tasted so fucking good,mi couldn't get enough.When he finally pulled back, I followed his mouth before realizing what I'd done. My body severely attuned to his every breath and movement. My eyes went wide at my sudden needed for desperation.God I probably reeked of it.I looked at his devastating face and the bastard's lips curved."Stop doing that!" I snarled, suddenly filled with rage at how easily a kiss from Cillian could disarm me."I'm not doing anything," he deadpanned, hints of amusement still dancing in those depths. His lips were glossy, stained black and brown, utterly kissable.And he was pretending to be clueless.Oh, he has balls!"You just short-circuited my fucking brain!"
MOONBy the time the bathroom door opened again, I had managed to get my face mostly done and convince myself Cillian's red ears meant nothing. That conviction lasted until he stepped through the steam with a towel around his waist and another rubbing over his wet hair.His hair was darker wet, auburn strands sticking to his neck and shoulders while water slid down his chest and disappeared beneath the towel. I looked away too late.Cillian caught me through the mirror.Of course he did.I focused very intensely on my lip liner as he crossed the room, but I could still feel his eyes on me, and that was somehow worse. His stare always felt physical, like warm fingers dragging over every place it landed. My shoulders. My neck. The ridiculous amount of cleavage I'd managed to force out of the dress."You look beautiful."My hand stopped.I looked at him through the mirror. "What?"His brows pulled together slightly. "I said you look beautiful."For a second I just stared because Cillian







