LOGINWas it because of his birthday?Or had something gone wrong between him and Carmen?At the thought of Carmen, Sharon felt a sharp twinge in her chest, and her muddled mind gradually cleared.Thomas's voice came from beside her, "Want to go out and watch?"Sharon looked at him, not quite catching on, "...What?""It'll look better from outside," Thomas said.Sharon didn't want to stay in this strangely charged atmosphere either, so she gave a small nod.Out on the deck, the sea breeze hit her face, carrying the damp saltiness of the ocean and the chill of early autumn. It blew away much of the heat in her cheeks.The fireworks exploded right above them, sparks raining down so close it seemed she could reach out and touch them.Sharon tilted her head back and stared at the night sky in a daze.It was beautiful.If only... it hadn't been prepared for someone else.While her thoughts were running wild, footsteps sounded beside her.Thomas walked up and stood shoulder to shoulde
A dark cloth covered the long table. A small candelabra stood in the center, its flames flickering over two bottles of red wine and two stemmed glasses.At the other end of the table sat a three-tier cake.The top tier bore two words piped in frosting: Happy Birthday.Sharon followed behind Thomas.She had originally planned to wait until Thomas arrived with Carmen, wish him a happy birthday, and then leave.But the leading lady hadn't shown up. What was she supposed to do now?Seeing her still standing at the cabin door, Thomas looked back at her. "Why are you standing over there? Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate my birthday?"Sharon snapped out of it.She had no idea what the best move was, but Thomas was already here, and she was the one who'd offered to throw him a belated birthday celebration.She had no choice but to bite the bullet and see it through.Lighter in hand, Sharon lit the candles on the cake.Maybe because she was distracted, the back of her hand br
If Thomas and Carmen had ever celebrated a birthday alone together before, they'd probably already had their fill of candlelit dinners like this one.The thought alone was enough to sting, sharp and sudden.Beside Sharon, Wendy noticed the shift in her expression right away. "Sharon, what's wrong?"Sharon pulled her gaze back. "It's nothing. The lights over there are just a little bright, that's all."Wendy let out a silent sigh.She checked the time. "Thomas and Carmen should be arriving soon. I'll head off the boat now."She looked at Sharon. "Do you want me to wait for you on shore?""No need," Sharon said. "I still have to coordinate with the captain, and there's the fireworks to handle. I probably won't be able to get away for a while."That only made Wendy's heart ache more for her. She looked like she wanted to say something several times, but each time, the words trailed off into silence instead."All right, then. Call me anytime if you need anything."Wendy left shor
Most of the men in Xalvera were rough around the edges, coarse and unpolished.Thomas's presence there was practically a breath of fresh air. Not only was he young, he was good-looking too. Even in an ordinary, peaceful society, plenty of women would have thrown themselves at a man like that. In a place as war-torn and chaotic as Xalvera, it was even more extreme.Women there practically fought over him. Some had even drugged him just for the chance at a single night with him. But no matter how much they threw themselves at him, Thomas never once took the bait. Plenty of people had started assuming he was into men instead.Later, because Marcus had stuck close to Thomas and happened to be decent-looking himself, people had started lumping the two of them together in that same rumor.Something seemed to occur to Marcus, and he went on. "Didn't you tell me you're worried that if she starts dating someone, she'll have less attention to spare for you? So why not just become her boyfrie
Thomas swirled the wine in his glass idly, looking a little distracted."What do you mean?""You and Sharon," Marcus said, watching him. "You keep derailing her dates, chasing off every guy who shows interest in her. What are you up to?""I need her for my treatment," Thomas said."Her treating you has nothing to do with her dating someone," Marcus pointed out."I don't want her splitting her focus," Thomas said.Marcus let out a short laugh. "That's a new one. Funny how much that sounds like an excuse."He shifted gears without missing a beat. "A few days ago, Sharon's best friend Wendy rented a yacht, and it happened to be through one of my companies. So I had someone keep an eye on things, just curious what they were up to. Turns out they were setting up for a birthday party."He looked at Thomas, a knowing smile playing at his lips."I checked around. Neither of their birthdays is anywhere close to now. None of their friends or family have birthdays coming up soon either.
The gesture already skirted the edge of intimate. But they were out in public, with Weston sitting right there, so Sharon didn't feel like she could say anything about it.Once they'd stepped outside, Weston, normally so easygoing and chatty, fell into an unusually quiet mood.Thomas asked politely, "Where are you staying, Weston? We could drive you back, if you'd like."We.The single word left him out entirely, no room for interpretation."No need," Weston said, forcing a smile. "I can get myself home. The view out here is pretty nice tonight, so I think I'll walk around a bit first. Don't you two have somewhere to be? Go ahead, don't let me hold you up."Hearing that, Sharon said, "All right. If you have any questions about the project, just call me anytime."Weston nodded.Sharon said her goodbyes to him and got into Thomas's car.Weston stood there a while longer, watching until the car had disappeared entirely from view.In the side mirror, Sharon watched Weston's figur
"As for Chuggs…" Toni's voice grew heavy when he said his son's name, as if the weight of it tired him. "He was unlucky he died at the hands of a lunatic."Toni had wired the place with explosives and clearly expected a mutual ruin. But if there was a way to avenge himself and survive, he wasn't ab
Thomas was a bad shape. He'd lost too much blood to bother with neat bandaging; the wounds had to wait. Even the most practiced hands grow slow when the lungs are full of poison, and the smoke had already stolen the sharp edge from him. The flames were eating the place faster than sense; he knew
Sharon's gaze lingered on Julliard for a moment.That look made his chest tighten, an invisible weight pressing down on him. She had never looked at him like this before—detached, cold, utterly indifferent. No trace of warmth, no flicker of feeling.The words he had wanted to speak lodged in his t
Though Thomas was gravely injured and barely hanging on, Toni hadn't escaped either. Liam and the others had cornered him before he could slip away.Julliard looked at him with a cool, almost detached calm. "I'm not his friend. To be precise, I'm his enemy."At those words, Toni's eyes snapped ope







