The applause began to die down as the evening drew to a close, and the auctioneer took the stage again for a final note.โCongratulations once more to Mountain Rose and all our participants this evening. Your talent and artistry have set a new standard for excellence. Thank you all for joining us at this prestigious event. We look forward to seeing you again next year!โThe audience began to disperse, the energy in the room buzzing with post event discussions and networking. Alexander, however, remained still, his thoughts fixated on one person.Sarah, who now sat with her hands clasped in her lap, appeared smaller, as though the weight of the world rested on her shoulders.As the crowd began to thin, Alexander leaned closer to Sarah, his voice low but firm. โCare to explain why Margaret Windsor looked at you like that?โSarah froze, her pulse quickening.Her lips parted as if to respond, but no words came. Instead, she forced a strained smile and said, โLetโs go back to the hotel. It
Sarah closed the case gently, her mind racing.She wanted to knock on the study door, to tell Alexander everything, but fear held her back. Fear of his disappointment, fear of his anger, and, most of all, fear of losing the fragile connection they had begun to build.Instead, she sank onto the plush sofa in the living room, the case resting on her lap.Her thoughts swirled in a chaotic mess of emotions, gratitude, guilt, frustration, and longing.Behind the locked door, Alexander sat at the large oak desk, his hands clenched into fists.The room was dimly lit, the glow of a desk lamp casting long shadows across the walls.The jewelry he had bid so fiercely for was now in Sarahโs hands, yet the satisfaction he had expected to feel was nowhere to be found.He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair.His mind replayed the events of the night, Liamโs smug grin, and the way she seemed to trust everyone but him.โDamn it,โ he muttered under his breath, slamming a fist onto
And she did. She told him about Margaret, about how Mountain Rose had started as a small dream and grown into something she never could have imagined.She told him about the fear that had kept her from sharing it with him, about the guilt that had eaten at her every day.When she finished, Alexander was silent for a long time.He looked at her, his expression unreadable, before finally speaking. โIโm not angry that you have your own dreams, Sarah. Iโm angry that you thought you had to hide them from me.โโIโm sorry,โ she said, tears streaming down her face. โI never wanted to hurt you.โHe sighed, his shoulders sagging. โI know.โFor a moment, neither of them spoke. Then, slowly, Alexander reached out a hand. Sarah hesitated, then took it, her heart aching as his fingers curled around hers.โWeโll figure this out,โ he said softly. โBut no more secrets, Sarah. I mean it.โShe nodded, a fresh wave of tears spilling over. โNo more secrets.โAs Alexander gently took Sarah's hand, he pulle
Sarah shifted slightly on Alexander's lap, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of his shirt.The intimacy of their position, her perched delicately on his lap while they sat in the quiet of his study, had eased some of the tension between them, but her curiosity gnawed at her.โAlexander,โ she began softly, tilting her head to meet his gaze. โIโve been meaning to askโฆ why did you bid so fiercely for the Mountain Rose jewelry? Especially when Blake Group already had Eliseโs designs on display. Was it just business strategy?โHis dark eyes held hers for a moment, searching, as if deciding how much of himself to reveal. Finally, he sighed, leaning back slightly, though his arms stayed firmly wrapped around her waist.โAt first,โ he admitted, โit was a calculated move. The Mountain Rose brand was gaining a lot of buzz, and I couldnโt let Blake Group miss out on the chance to align with such a name, even if it wasnโt ours.โ He paused, his thumb lightly brushing over her back. โBut then I s
โSo, Mr. Blake,โ she said, her tone teasing. โWhatโs next for the thirty million dollar investor?โHe chuckled, his hands sliding down to rest on her hips. โNext, we turn Mountain Rose into a household name. Together.โโTogether,โ she echoed, her smile widening.But as much as the lightness had returned, Alexanderโs mind still lingered on a thought he couldnโt quite shake.He couldnโt deny the jealousy that had flared when heโd seen Liam with her, or the frustration heโd felt at being kept in the dark.While he trusted her promise to be open moving forward, the possessiveness he felt was a stark reminder of how deeply he cared, and how much he had to lose.Still, for now, he pushed those feelings aside, focusing instead on the woman in his arms.As their lips met, the room seemed to grow warmer, the tension that had simmered between them melting into a passionate embrace.Sarah's arms wrapped around Alexander's neck, pulling him closer as their kisses deepened, each one more fervent t
The soft glow of the morning sun spilled through the curtains, casting a warm light over the room.Alexander stirred first, his senses waking to the comforting presence of Sarah still curled against him.For a moment, he let himself relish the quiet intimacy, the sound of her even breathing bringing a rare sense of calm.Just as he was about to close his eyes again, Sarah shifted, her hand lazily swiping across his chest as she stretched.Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him groggily."Morning," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips."Good morning," Alexander replied, his voice smooth but carrying a hint of teasing. "Finally awake, are we? I was beginning to think you'd sleep the whole day."Sarah let out a soft laugh, her face still nestled against his chest. "Says the man who couldn't keep his eyes open past midnight last night," she quipped, her tone playful."I was exhausted from all your secrets," Alexander shot bac
Alexander smirked and crossed the room to stand behind her.He rested his hands lightly on her shoulders, meeting her gaze through the mirror. "Sarah, you could wear a potato sack and still turn heads. But if youโre asking for my opinion..." His voice trailed off as he tilted his head, scrutinizing the dress.She turned to face him fully, her eyebrows raised. "Well? Honest thoughts."He gave a small shrug. "Itโs nice. But โniceโ doesnโt suit you, not for tonight. You need something that makes everyone in the room stop and stare."Her cheeks flushed at his words, and she glanced down at the dress before tossing it onto the bed with a sigh. "Thatโs exactly what Iโm trying to figure out, but nothing feels good enough."Alexander stepped around her, pulling a sleek navy jacket from the wardrobe and shrugging it on. "Do you want me to call a stylist? We can have someone here in an hour with a rack of options."Sarah shook her head quickly. "No, no, Iโll figure it out. I donโt want to make
The streets of Paris were bustling as Alexander and Sarah strolled along, his wheelchair expertly maneuvering through the cobblestone streets.The crisp air was laced with the scent of freshly baked bread from nearby patisseries.Sarah had been unusually quiet though her eyes sparkled at every window display they passed.Alexander noticed her hesitance, attributing it to her nerves about the gala later that evening.His gaze softened. Though he had grown accustomed to masking his emotions, he found himself feeling strangely protective of her. More than usual."See something you like?" he asked, motioning toward a storefront showcasing elegant Parisian jewelry.Sarah shook her head, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Not really. Just admiring the craftsmanship."He arched a brow, a teasing grin tugging at his lips. "You, admiring someone else's jewelry? Should I be jealous?"Before Sarah could respond, a familiar voice cut through the din of the crowd."Alexander! Sarah!"They t
The sun was dipping low over the horizon, casting a rich, molten gold sheen across the endless stretch of cerulean water surrounding the private island. Waves lapped lazily at the pristine white shores, and the sweet scent of tropical blooms filled the salt heavy breeze. Four years had passed since the darkness that had almost swallowed them whole. Four years since Sarah had been ripped from Alexanderโs arms and nearly broken beyond recognition. Four years since Alexander had been confined to a wheelchair, only to fight tooth and nail to walk again, fueled by sheer willpower, physical therapy, and Sarahโs unyielding belief in him. And today, today was a celebration not just of survival, but of life. Laughter rang out from the sprawling beachfront villa, decorated with colorful ribbons, balloons, and flowers that spilled over tables heavy with food and gifts. Small hands clapped excitedly as the Blake twins, three year old terrors with grins that could melt glaciers, chased each
Geraldโs world had flipped, literally and figuratively.The scent of leaking gasoline still clung to his shredded suit.His once polished shoes were coated in blood and gravel, and his jaw ached with every breath he took.The crash had thrown him like a ragdoll, flinging his body into a ditch after his vehicle, tires blown out from a desperate chase, had careened off the hillside road.Heโd blacked out for a moment. Maybe more.But when he came to, it wasnโt mercy that greeted him.It was Darius.Heโd heard the boots crunching over leaves and dirt long before the shadows finally stretched toward him.Then came the firm grip of gloved hands dragging his broken form to a clearing, rifles trained on him, and a half circle of men in black combat gear standing like a wall of death.And at the center of it all, Darius.Pristine as ever, yet colder than a winter grave.Darius stood tall, hands behind his back, his expression unreadable as he stared down at the bloodied man in front of him.G
Sarah turned slowly to Alexander, her hand still pressed to her mouth. โWeโreโฆ weโre going to have a baby.โHis eyes glistened with fresh tears, shock, joy, fear, all colliding in one single breath.He reached out to cradle her face with both hands, his broken leg momentarily forgotten.A baby.A child made from chaos and pain, love and survival.โI donโt deserve this,โ he whispered hoarsely. โNot after everything Iโve done. Not after I almost lost you.โโYou didnโt lose me,โ she whispered back. โAnd you wonโt. Not now. Not ever.โHe kissed her forehead, resting there for a long moment, his tears soaking into her hair. โI swear Iโll protect both of you. Even if I canโt walk. Even if I have to crawl to the ends of the earth, Sarah.โShe laughed through her tears, arms wrapping around him tighter than ever. โThen weโll crawl together. And when weโre readyโฆ weโll run.โThey held each other in the stillness of that room, at the beginning of something even greater.A heartbeat they hadnโt
Sarah stayed curled in Alexanderโs arms for a long moment, breathing him in like he was the only tether keeping her from floating away.His hand cradled the back of her head, his chest rising and falling in unsteady waves as if he still couldnโt believe she was real, that she was here.But then her eyes drifted down.Her gaze locked on the white sheets, crumpled and slightly lifted around his lower half.Something tugged at her memory, the shot.The sharp crack of a bullet.The sight of him falling behind her as she ran, screaming his name. Her stomach twisted.She leaned back slightly, her hand moving instinctively to the edge of the blanket, brushing against the thick padding of a cast beneath.Her voice was soft. โYou were shotโฆ I rememberโฆ I...โAlexander caught her hand gently, pressing it to his lips. โItโs okay. Iโm here.โBut Sarahโs heart had already begun to race again. โYou were limpingโฆ and I sawโฆ but I didnโt know it was this bad.โ Her eyes darted toward the crutches now
The first thing Sarah registered was the scent of antiseptic, clean, sharp, and nauseating.Then came the ache. Deep in her bones. In her chest. In the marrow of her soul.She stirred, her fingers twitching over crisp hospital sheets as her body shifted ever so slightly, and her mind scrambled to catch up.She wasnโt tied down. She wasnโt cold anymore. She wasnโt in that dark room. That house. Thatโฆ nightmare.She was safe.Orโฆ something like it.Her eyes fluttered open slowly, lashes damp from tears she hadnโt even known sheโd been crying.The ceiling was a sterile white blur. The walls hummed faintly with distant activity, soft footfalls, medical monitors, the low murmur of conversation somewhere outside the door.But none of it mattered.Because he wasnโt there.And without him, none of this felt real.Her lips parted, cracked and dry, and she tried to speak. Tried to push out the name that had lived on the edge of every prayer she'd whispered during captivity.It came out broken a
Alexander turned his head, his eyes bloodshot and glistening. โIโll be a burden now. Sheโll never say it, but Iโll see it in her eyes. Pity. Guilt. Iโd rather she hate me than pity me.โโSheโs not that kind of woman,โ Darius said firmly.A pause. Then Alexander swallowed hard and asked the question that had been clawing at him since the moment the doctor said the word paralysis.โWhat if she staysโฆ just because she thinks she owes me?โDariusโs brow furrowed. โThen you remind her what you both have been through. Remind her who the hell you are. And what you mean to each other.โSilence again.Then Alexander leaned back against the pillows and stared up at the ceiling. โGerald got away.โDariusโs expression hardened. โBarely. One of my men put a tracker on his vehicle before he escaped. Victoria got caught in the crossfire. Gerald used her,โ Darius replied coldly. โHe doesnโt care who dies as long as he gets what he wants.โAlexanderโs jaw clenched. โThen weโll burn every last shadow h
The sterile beep of Alexanderโs heart monitor filled the hospital room like a metronome, steady and soft. The worst had passed, so the doctors said. He had survived the bullets, the blood loss, the surgery. He had defied death.But outside the room, just as Darius turned to check on Sarah again, something in her expression shifted.Relief.That was the first thing he saw.A full bodied, all consuming relief that weakened her spine, dulled her eyes, and uncoiled every taut muscle that had kept her upright through pain, fear, and heartbreak.Then she crumpled.โSarah...!โ Darius lunged forward and caught her just before her knees slammed into the polished floor.Her body was limp in his arms, barely conscious, her breathing shallow and unsteady. Her bloodied hands slipped against his shirt as he pulled her close, his voice sharp and commanding as he yelled over his shoulder, โGet a doctor! Now!โWithin seconds, nurses flooded the corridor. A gurney was wheeled over, and Darius laid her d
The woman heโd secretly crushed on since the first night he saved her bleeding and defiant.โHoly shit,โ he muttered.But she was already in the driverโs seat.The moment her fingers wrapped around the wheel, she changed. Her spine straightened. Her breath slowed. The fear didnโt vanish, but it sharpened, fused into her bones like steel.And when her foot hit the gas, the tires screamed their fury into the night.The SUV became a blur under her hands.Trees melted past them. Headlights glared like ghosts. The world narrowed to instinct and motion.Sarah didnโt flinch when they nearly sideswiped a truck. She didnโt panic when the back tires fishtailed across loose gravel. She was in it.. back.Back to the part of herself sheโd buried when she married into the Blake family.Back to Sparrow.โHang on,โ she said under her breath, glancing at Alexander in the mirror, his head resting in Dariusโs lap as the man tried to stop the bleeding.โHeโs fading,โ Darius warned. โWeโve got fifteen min
The air turned electric as Dariusโs boots pounded the forest floor, his rifle cradled tight against his shoulder. His men moved ahead of him like shadows, silent, fast, lethal.Their coordinated breaths were drowned out by the distant echoes of gunfire erupting from the estate.Alexander was still fighting.He was alive.But for how long?โAlpha to all units,โ Darius growled into his earpiece, โentry on my mark. Hostile count is high. Primary objective, get Alexander out alive. Secondary level anyone who tries to stop us.โโCopy that,โ came a chorus of calm, battle hardened voices.Behind him, the night swallowed his words.But not all of it.He turned briefly, his sharp gaze locking onto Sarah, who stood beside the black SUV Darius had arrived in. Her body trembled, her eyes red from tears, but she had not collapsed.She hadnโt fallen apart.And that, Darius admired deeply.โCan you drive?โ he asked, voice hard but not unkind.Sarah blinked, startled. โWhat?โโIf this goes south, weโ