เข้าสู่ระบบSEBASTIAN"Did you find out who arranged the meeting?" I asked, striding beside Vincent toward the conference room."It was Julian." I stopped for half a second.Of course it was.I exhaled slowly before continuing down the hallway.Everything Selene had told me about Julian still felt unbelievable. I couldn't understand why he would lie to her, let alone deliberately manipulate her into believing I wanted a divorce.And now, as if that wasn't enough, he'd gathered the entire board of directors without even informing me.We reached the conference room, and I didn't waste another second. I pushed the doors open and stormed inside.Every head turned.The directors stared at me, surprise flashing across their faces."What on earth is going on here?" I demanded, forcing my voice to remain calm.Silence.They exchanged uneasy glances, as though none of them wanted to be the first to speak.Julian finally leaned forward in his chair. "We were discussing the future of Kingsley Group."I turn
SELENEMy eyes fluttered open to the warm glow of the morning sun spilling through the curtains.For a moment, I lay perfectly still, savoring the unfamiliar sense of peace settling over me.Then I rolled onto my side.The other half of the bed was empty.A small frown creased my forehead.If it weren't for the faint ache in my body and the fact that I was still naked beneath the sheets, I might have convinced myself that everything that happened yesterday had been nothing more than a beautiful dream.I smiled to myself before reluctantly climbing out of bed.I pulled on one of Sebastian's shirts and headed downstairs.The delicious sound of something sizzling reached me before I even made it to the living room.I followed the sound into the kitchen."Forward the report to my email."Sebastian stood with his back to me, phone pressed to his ear as he carefully lifted fried chicken from a pan."When will you arrive here, sir?" Vincent's voice came through the speaker."Before the after
ASHLEYI'd be lying if I said Zara's words hadn't struck a chord.They had.But I refused to let them get to me.None of this would've happened if she hadn't dragged us to this club in the first place, insisting we needed to have fun.I snatched my phone from the counter."Do you need help finding your friend?"I whipped my head toward the stranger.For the past few seconds, I'd completely forgotten he was there."No, it's fine." I quickly unlocked my phone and dialed Selene.The phone rang and rang. No answer. I tried again, biting anxiously at my nail as the same unanswered ringing filled my ear. Nothing. The chair beside me scraped against the floor. I looked up to find the stranger already on his feet. Standing, he was much taller than I'd imagined."I can't watch you panic like this." "What?""You're worried about her." He nodded toward my phone. "And you're clearly not going to calm down until you find her."I opened my mou
ASHLEY I'd lied to Selene and Zara, telling them I was going to get more drinks. The truth was... I just wanted a moment to myself. Away from the deafening bass vibrating through the club. Away from Zara enthusiastically trying to set me up with every guy who looked in our direction. Away from my own thoughts. I slipped onto one of the bar stools, exhaling quietly as the bartender approached. "A whiskey, please." He nodded, poured the amber liquid into a crystal glass, and slid it across the counter. "Thank you," I murmured. I lifted the glass and took a slow sip. The warmth burned pleasantly down my throat. Just then, the music changed. The familiar melody drifted through the speakers, and I groaned under my breath. "Oh, God... I hate this song." "You're not the only one, my dear." The deep, husky voice came from beside me. I turned my head. A man occupied the stool a few seats away, a tumbler of amber liquor
SELENE "Husband?" Ethan echoed, his eyes darting between the two of us. "What's going on here?" Sebastian released my wrist. For a fleeting second, neither man spoke. Then Ethan's brows drew together. "Hold on." He looked at Sebastian more carefully. "I know you." His eyes widened in recognition. "You're Sebastian Kingsley, aren't you?" Sebastian didn't so much as acknowledge him. Without a word, he shrugged off his trench coat and draped it over my bare shoulders, shielding me from the night air. "Let's get out of here." His voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable firmness to it. It finally hit me. This wasn't another one of those moments where I imagined him standing in front of me. Sebastian was really here. I gave the slightest nod. His hand settled lightly around my arm as he guided me through the crowd and out of the club. The blast of cool night air greeted us the moment we stepped outside. His car was parked beneath the st
SELENE Music pulsed through the nightclub, the bass vibrating beneath my feet as colored lights swept across the crowded dance floor. "This way!" Zara returned to our table carrying three glasses of amber-colored liquor. "Here." She handed one to Ashley, one to me, then lifted hers without hesitation and emptied it in one smooth gulp. Ashley brought her glass to her nose and immediately grimaced. She leaned toward me and lowered her voice. "This is strong. Sip it slowly." "No, no." Zara waved a dismissive hand. "Don't listen to Ashley." She nudged my arm, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Drink it. It'll wash away those nerves." I looked down at the glass. Then, before I could think twice, I tipped my head back and finished it in one swallow. "That's it!" Zara squealed, clapping excitedly. She immediately reached for two more glasses from the tray passing by and thrust one into my hand. "Again." Ashley's eyes widened. "Zara, she's no







