LOGINCORINNEAfter that absolute bombshell of a lie, we were herded into the main sitting room like defendants entering a courtroom. Lucian’s parents claimed the sprawling velvet sofa, while Lucian and I were relegated to a two-seater directly opposite them. The twins were on the rug between us, completely absorbed in their toys and blissfully unaware of the tension thickening the air.Shannon was the first to speak.“Would you care to explain what you said?” her gaze moved between the two of us. “How exactly did this happen?”I turned my attention to him too, curious to hear how far he’s willing to lie because our very first meeting had been here in Brooklyn not in Chicago. I’ve worked on a project for his company back in Chicago when his team reached out to me but I never met him in person—I would have remembered.Lucian leaned back, crossed one ankle over his knee and draped a heavy arm along the back of the sofa behind my neck. His fingers found the unfortunate skin there and he starte
CORINNEEven the twins went quiet, with their little bodies still pressed close to mine as Lucian’s parents slowly dissected me with their eyes. They are measuring my worth and sizing me up like an intruder who has somehow managed to breach their innermost sanctum.I really should have listened to my inner voice that warned against this meeting.I swallowed against the dry knot in my throat and glanced toward the familiar face in the room. Lucian was standing a few paces away, his arms crossed tightly over his chest and he’s wearing a dark scowl, but it wasn’t directed at me—it was aimed squarely at his parents.He subtly shifted to stand in front of me, almost as if he’s trying to protect me from their questioning gazes. “We can leave right now if that’s the welcome you’ve prepared.” His mother finally looked at her son. “You just walked through the door, Lucian. Let’s not start.”She didn’t wait for his answer as she turned back to me with an elegant smile touching her lips and sof
CORINNE“This is a bad idea,” the words slipped out the second the car came to a stop in front of his parents’ house. “I really don’t think I can do this.”Lucian’s face is a mask of composure, showing none of the jagged anxiety currently tearing through me as he shifted in his seat and turned his full attention toward me.“Why do you think it’s a bad idea?” he asked.I looked out the window at the sprawling estate. It’s grand, certainly, but it also lacked the intimidating touch of Lucian’s fortress. This place feels lived-in and it has an aura of warmth that’s making my stomach do a nervous flip.I tore my gaze away and went back to twisting the diamond on my finger—the ring we’d decided was a necessary part of the ‘truth’ we’ll be presenting today.“I’ve never done this before,” I admitted in a whisper as I stared at my lap. “I’ve never been introduced to someone’s parents as their partner. Even if this is just a role we’re playing, I don’t want to ruin anything for you.”“Ruin wha
LUCIAN“News of you and Ms. Corinne got out.”I tried to hide my expression from her but she was already watching me with alert eyes like she knew this wasn’t just another work call.“Give me a minute,” I said, muting the line.“What’s going on?” she asked, lowering her bag onto the counter.“Let’s talk in my office,” I pointed to the stairs. “It’s urgent.”She hesitated for a second, eyes flicking to her wristwatch like she was weighing how much this would cost her, then she nodded. “Fine.”We didn’t speak as we headed for my office. I shut the door behind us and moved to my desk while she took the chair opposite me.I unmuted the call. “Talk.”Isaac didn’t waste time. “A media blog called Celebrity World broke the story about thirty minutes ago. They’ve got pictures of you both and it’s fast picking up traction.”“What kind of pictures?”“Enough to start rumors. We’re trying to find the source but…”Corinne had already pulled out her phone with her fingers moved quickly across the s
LUCIAN“Why are we here?” she asked from beside me and I tried to ignore the way her grip tightened in my hand as she looked up at the boutique’s signage.I pointed to the ruined silk of her shoulder. “To get you out of that.”Her brows drew together immediately. “Lucian, it’s just a torn sleeve. You are acting like I’m walking around half naked.”“You might as well be doing just that.”She let out a quiet breath and tugged at my coat wrapped around her shoulders. “Your jacket is literally swallowing me whole. No one can even see the tear.”She isn’t wrong. My jacket hung off her frame with the hem hitting the back of her thighs and the sleeves burying her fingers completely.I shook my head at the mix of guilt and possessiveness swirling in my head and immediately cut my gaze to the doorman. He withered under my stare, stepping back as if he were the one who had laid a hand on her.I returned my gaze to her. “I can see it.”“You are exhausting to deal with.”“You will survive.” I tol
CORINNE“How much longer is this going to take?” I asked, watching the nurse wrap the blood pressure cuff around my arm.“Just a few more minutes,” she replied calmly. “Do you have a guardian or spouse we can call to pick you up?”“No,” I answered immediately, surprised by how easily the response came.Technically, I do have a husband—a billionaire contract with a wedding ring—but the answer is still a no. I’m not his real wife, I’m not his responsibility, and I’m certainly not on his emergency list.I shifted slightly on the bed. “The man I came in with… how is he?”“He will be admitted,” she said, scanning her chart. “He has a fractured ribs and a concussion, but he’s being attended to by the doctors, so you can just relax and let the IV finish—”“Sir, you can’t just go in there! Please, hold on a second.”The nurse and I both flinched at the sudden commotion coming from the reception area and at the sound of a heavy fist slamming against the counter, we turned toward the noise but
CORINNE“Mrs. Delacroix?”My heart nearly climbed out of my throat, but my chest caved in with a staggering wave of relief when I realized it wasn’t Lucian’s baritone.I fumbled the ghost drive into my pocket, my fingers brushing my phone to make the movement look natural just as the switch was fli
CORINNE Lucian handed the twins to the driver, making sure they were buckled in safely before turning his full attention to Charles and I.He was all dark edges and brooding energy, and the way his eyes remained locked on me made my skin crawl. It was a look of pure accusation, as if he’d just cau
LUCIANMy PA was already on her feet with a cup of coffee when I stepped out of the elevator, tablet tucked against her chest like she’d been counting the seconds.“Morning, sir.”I took the cup from her. “Is the meeting with the Minister of Energy still on for today?”“Yes, sir,” she replied, fall
CORINNEIt’s Monday.And I’m currently standing like a sacrificial lamb in front of the Delacroix building. One hand grips the strap of my bag hard enough to leave dents in my palm while the other balanced the ridiculous fruit basket Stella had framed as a ‘token of appreciation’ for Lucian’s appea







