Chase was in the kitchen, watching silently from a distance, his arms folded tight across his chest. Ariel glanced back at him. He gave her a small, reassuring nod. Then she called softly, “Sky, baby, can you come here?” Sky shuffled in from the hallway, dragging his feet. He looked older than h
Ariel sat alone in the observation room at Coles Group. The lights were low. The air was still. No guards. No Chase. Just her and a steel chair positioned directly across from another — separated by a glass panel that could slide away at the push of a button. Then, Monica was escorted in. Her hand
Rachel raised an eyebrow. “Think what?” “That you were safe,” Monica whispered. “That all this was just to distract Chase. I didn’t know he was using you. I didn’t know he was going to take everything from you, Rachel. If I had known…” Rachel stepped a little closer, expression still unreadable.
The metal of the chair scraped against the concrete floor as Monica shifted, her hands bound behind her back, ankles chained to the legs of the chair. The air was cold — industrial, thick with rust and silence. A single light bulb flickered above her head, swaying slightly from a chain, casting shar
Her office had been wired—top-tier surveillance embedded in everything from the desk lamp to the antique globe. A signal-blocking case sat ready beside her laptop, designed to trigger the moment Victor plugged anything into her system. Behind the hidden wall panel, two private security guards waited
The conference room inside Coles Group HQ was dimly lit, the blinds drawn, security jammers activated. This was war. Chase stood at the head of the table, his expression grim, hands braced against the polished oak. Ariel sat beside him, fierce and protective. Caleb leaned back in his seat, thinking