And I realized this was it. The moment everything ended. One way or another. I could shoot Storm. Prove my point. End his interference forever. But Nova would hate me. The world would know me as a murderer. I'd lose everything. Or I could lower the gun. Walk away. Admit defeat. Let him win. Neith
POV: Darren The first shot went wide. My hand was shaking—rage and adrenaline making my aim terrible. The bullet hit the concrete ten feet from where Storm stood, sparking off the pavement. "Jesus Christ!" Storm dove behind a car. "Are you insane?" Yes. The answer was yes. I'd finally crossed th
"And what are you giving her? Federal investigations? Public scandal? A future where she's known as the woman who destroyed her marriage for a criminal?" "I'm giving her freedom." "Freedom?" Darren stepped closer, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "There's no such thing as freedom in this wo
"The charges are fabricated and you know it." "Do I? Because the FBI seems pretty convinced. Something about offshore accounts and suspicious trades." He shrugged. "But I'm sure it's all a misunderstanding. Just like I'm sure you'll be around to raise Nova's baby. From a federal prison cell." "Dar
POV: Kai The cameras exploded the moment we stepped out of the car. Flash after flash, questions shouted from every direction, microphones shoved toward us like weapons. I kept Nova close, my arm around her waist, shielding her as best I could. "Nova! Is Darren the father?" "Mr. Storm! Are you p
Another message came through: *PS - I've already spoken with Dr. Reynolds. Lovely woman. Very understanding about complicated family situations. She knows I'm the husband. The legal father until proven otherwise. Which means I have rights in that room. Rights Storm doesn't have.* No. He couldn't.