LOGINGEORGINA'S POV, “It means maybe we shouldn't be doing this at all,” he said, with a serious expression on his face. And for a second I thought I misheard him. There was no way he would be talking like that for long. He grew up in luxury, with servants, and an endless flow of money to fulfil all
GEORGINA'S POV, As I opened the door, the house smelled like decay. I noticed it the second I stepped inside. I wanted to leave instead of stepping further inside because the damp air clung to my skin, thick with the scent of rot and neglect. The floor creaked under my heels as I moved further in
ELENA'S POV, “So you think someone let him in. Deliberately.” He stated, and it somehow made me feel extremely happy to see that he didn't present it like a question. “The guards let in a stranger to your quarters without informing Joyce or me about it. That's not a good sign. I specifically asked
ELENA'S POV, After my sudden meeting with the handsome stranger that night, morning came too quickly. I didn't sleep much, and whatever little rest I was able to get in between, it felt shallow, constantly interrupted by the same image replaying in my mind. Every time the stranger was standing un
ELENA'S POV, The pack house had gone quiet hours ago, but sleep refused to come. I sat by the window in the room Joyce had given me, watching the last traces of rain cling to the glass before sliding down in uneven lines. The storm had passed, but it had left something behind. Not in the sky, but
ELENA'S POV, “It wasn’t just a claim,” Andrew cut in, his voice firm enough to stop the speculation before it could spiral. He leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on the table as his gaze swept across the room again, anchoring their attention back to him. “I had my spies look into it after E
RYAN'S POV,I watched her from a distance, feeling proud of the growth she had shown over the last few weeks.My feelings for her weren't out of pity; they were true and meaningful. Elena neither deserved my pity nor did she need it. What she needed was love, support, and someone who wouldn’t look a
JULIAN'S POV,“It could have been an email, but I wanted to bring it in front of the committee myself,” I said, and just like I hoped, I finally had their attention.“And why's that?” Jasper asked, despite already knowing the entire thing.He was playing into it a little too much, and the others had
ELENA'S POV, His arms were wrapped around me, they were heavy but not suffocating. I blinked, feeling nauseous due to the faint glow of morning light passing through the heavy curtains on the balcony and his tight grip. I tried to move a little, to fix my clothes before pulling away from him.
ELENA'S POV, It had been days since I’d walked into Ryan’s room unannounced, to find him only in his briefs. Days since I caught an unintended glimpse of his bare body—strong back, broad shoulders, muscular arms, and the taut muscle lines across his chest and stomach. Still, the images were yet t







