Masuk"You know your lawyer is going to have questions," Caspian muttered, drumming his fingers on the roof of the car.
Solana leaned against the passenger door with her arms folded, watching the elevator at the far end of the underground garage where the valet had parked her car as they waited for Daniel to come down.
The concrete pillars echoed every footstep and every
"You know your lawyer is going to have questions," Caspian muttered, drumming his fingers on the roof of the car.Solana leaned against the passenger door with her arms folded, watching the elevator at the far end of the underground garage where the valet had parked her car as they waited for Daniel to come down.The concrete pillars echoed every footstep and every slammed car door, and the air smelled of oil and cold exhaust."Yeah, I know," she said with a chuckle. “Poor guy looked so confused. He wasn’t sure if he should be scared or not.”Caspian eyed her carefully. He had expected her to bring up his and Sterling’s confrontation and even get angry at him for pulling out the gun. But so far, she seemed chill about the whole thing.
Every head turned toward Solana as she walked back into the conference room, her face blank as though nothing had happened in the corridor.Portia's eyes narrowed when she tried to see if she could sense any change in her countenance but got nothing. Solana was a blank, steady slate.“Why can’t this bastard just fall off the earth?” Sterling muttered under his breath, making Daniel Reyes wince.Alistair watched her cross the room with her chin high and her shoulders straight, and he searched her face for a trace of what Caspian had said to her outside. He found nothing.She looked exactly the way she had looked all morning, smooth and cool and closed."Welcome back Miss Lim," Hayes said, rising from hi
Alistair could not breathe.He had already been preparing for her refusal.From the moment Hayes read the clause, he had seen it in his mind as clearly as a photograph: Solana rising from her chair, saying something cold and cutting, and walking out of the room with her human at her side.He had already begun bracing himself for the door closing behind her.When she had actually said, “I'll do it," his wolf surged up so suddenly that his vision blurred at the edges, and he had to press his palms flat against the table to keep himself in his chair.His heartbeat was hot and frantic against the inside of his ribs. A mix of half hope and half dread was churning within him, and he could no
"Sterling," Alistair snapped, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Let go of him."Portia felt the weight of the command roll through her own chest like thunder, and she saw her brother's whole body jerk as though someone had yanked a chain around his neck.She could see him fight the instinctive obedience, the cords standing out in his neck and a muscle twitching in his cheek, but his hand released Caspian's collar one finger at a time.Caspian let out an audible breath when he slid back across the table and dropped into his chair with a thud.Portia was on him in an instant, her hands on his face, tilting his jaw toward the light."Are you okay?" she whispered fiercely when she sighted the small red ring pressed in
The word "condition" settled over the conference room like a cold draft.Across the table, Sterling's head came up slowly, and a sharp, eager light crept back into his eyes, the look of a man who had just been thrown a rope."A condition," Sterling repeated, sitting forward. "Well, now. That changes things, doesn't it?"Everyone ignored him.Though she did not say anything or give any outward reaction, Solana’s heart sank to the depth of her stomach as she stared at the lawyer in front of them.Alistair's eyes narrowed as he stared at Mr Hayes. “What do you mean by condition, Edmund?” he asked, dread in his voice. “A
Sterling's fingers impatiently drummed a quick, impatient rhythm on the table as Hayes cleared his throat."To my son, Sterling Richard Grey," Hayes began, his voice steady. "I leave the Malibu estate and all of its contents, the lodge in Aspen, the yacht Northern Star, and my collection of automobiles, with one exception named below."Sterling leaned back in his chair and laced his fingers behind his head, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face."To my daughter, Portia Elaine Grey,” Hayes continued.
Solange woke slowly, her body aching in all the ways that made her heart flutter and a strange humming in her chest. Her head was foggy, but she felt a calm she had never known, like she was connected to something that had been missing all her life. She felt… claimed, as if the night had somehow gi
The moment the penthouse door shut, Alistair’s restraint evaporated.He pinned her against the door, his large, calloused hand sliding up to grip the back of her neck with a terrifying but delicious pressure, and he slanted his lips over hers again.He was rough, but in a calculated way that made h
"Sol! Table four needs a server," the manager barked. "And don't look him in the eye."Solange nodded and quickly hurried down the corridor to the VIP lounge of the Sapphire Heights, wrinkling her nose at the smell of expensive cigars and the heavy, humid scent of a desert storm rolling over the Ve
Solange felt a literal snap in the center of her chest as she stared at the heavy oak doors. It wasn’t the metaphoric ache of a breakup. It was a white-hot blade of agony carved through her ribs, twisting around her heart and pulling tight.She tried to scream, but the air in her lungs had turned t







