By the time we slip into the Stelux back alley, my chest is still tight, my pulse refusing to settle. We use the same door we’d snuck out of earlier and head straight for the elevator. Neither of us speaks—the silence is heavier than words, humming with what we just saw.The elevator doors slide ope
VICTORIA“Oh my God—he’s dead. He’s dead, Chase.” My words spatter out of me like someone has shaken a bottle of breath.I’m hyperventilating; my hands are trembling at my sides until I can barely hear anything but the thunder of my own heart.I lurch forward, hand reaching out to touch him, just to
His words came out confidently, followed by his hand sliding over mine, fingers curling in a brief, grounding squeeze. That almost makes me believe we can do this.I press my lips together, let the heat in my veins turn steady. “Alright then. We bluff. We make him sweat.”Chase’s mouth quirks — a ha
VICTORIAI look at myself in the mirror, dressed in all black, and I can almost taste my freedom if everything goes as planned tonight.I adjust my hoodie one more time and head out to wait for Chase.I find him in the living room, leaning casually in a black leather jacket, black jeans, and boots.
I stand and I walk to the tv as if I cannot hear properly and it is him on an Interview with the headline reading, “harry smith is suing billionaire and tech mogul chase sterling for alleged hacking and defamation.”“Turn up the volume.” I point to the remote behind me because I feel like I am be he
She then turns to Victoria, her smile faltering. “Good morning Miss Victoria. I didn’t know you’ll be joining us today too. I’ll get you your coffee.” She mutters already turning for the door.“No thanks.” Victoria cuts in her expression faltering and then turn to Dana who almost has the same look.