LOGINDavid had returned to his hotel after leaving the horse farm. He was in Solenne on an extended market research trip, expected to stay roughly a month.Bea reached out and arranged for the three of them to meet at the hotel restaurant.David agreed without hesitation, and the moment he saw Nora again, his admiration was written plainly across his face."Nora you're injured, and here I am making you come to me. I should have been the one visiting your hospital room."Something lit up in Nora's expression at the shift.From "Ms. Amanda" to "Nora." He's genuinely warmed to me now.She smiled, warm but composed. "It's already an honor that you'd make time to see me at all, Mr. David.""Don't be modest. Let's talk numbers, how much are you looking to borrow?"Men like David preferred getting straight to business, with little patience for extended preamble.Nora wasted no time either, laying out her prepared documents. "Mr. David. I need three hundred million."This time, David actually read
Bea drove straight to the nearest hospital, where, oddly, several of the city's top specialists arrived at almost the same time.The sudden gathering of experts at an otherwise unremarkable hospital sent ripples through the entire staff, with plenty of curious doctors finding excuses to wander by, hoping to pick up something from the visiting talent.What nobody expected was that the patient in question had nothing more than a fractured arm and a mild concussion, the kind of case any competent doctor on staff could have handled without assistance. Why summon an entire panel of specialists for something this minor?Nora lay in her hospital bed while Weston and Nash saw the visiting doctors out, leaving her alone with Bea.Bea, who'd held her tongue earlier out of politeness, finally seized her opening.She settled cross-legged on the chaise lounge, adopting the posture of someone conducting a formal interrogation. "The top specialists from Meridian City Hospital, mobilized for a fractu
Nora had genuinely forgotten to pack riding gear, but under the circumstances, improvising was the only real option.She texted Bea, asking her to keep David engaged with whatever topics might hold his interest while she sorted things out; a bored, restless client wouldn't do her any favors going forward.About ten minutes later, she returned to the advanced track and rejoined Bea.She'd changed into a fitted black riding outfit, the vest cutting a sharp, slender line through her figure, black helmet secured snugly, sharpening every feature of her face."Mr. David. Ready when you are."Her appearance drew more than a few stares, Julian's, most obviously.Something in his gaze went beyond simple admiration, edging into something more charged.They'd been together for years, and Julian had always known she was beautiful. They'd never once crossed certain lines, though not for lack of wanting, on his part. Nora had set that boundary, and back then, still deeply in love with her, he'd res
The horse farm sat several dozen miles outside the city center, and by the time they arrived, the afternoon heat had settled in fully.After parking, staff guided Nora and Bea to the advanced riding track, reserved for guests skilled enough to handle it.Bright sun overhead, a light breeze cutting through the heat.Bea scanned the area without spotting David. "I'll give him a call.""Go ahead," Nora said.Bea stepped aside to make the call. Left alone, Nora's gaze landed on a face she recognized instantly.Julian.Her jaw tightened, and she turned to angle herself away too late. He'd already spotted her."Nora!" he called out, already crossing the distance.He reached her, warmth radiating off him. "What are the odds, running into you here. Did you pick this place on purpose?"Julian had always loved horseback riding; he'd been the one to teach her, actually, back when they were together, bringing her out to this exact farm more times than she could count.Of course today of all days,
You're not as good as Vivian.Vivian's better than you at everything.Nora, you need to apologize to Vivian....These were the words Elliot had repeated to her, almost on rotation, ever since she turned eighteen. The worst of it, seared permanently into her memory, was the time he'd physically forced her to her knees to apologize to Vivian all because Vivian had lost a bracelet and pinned the blame on Nora without a shred of proof. Elliot hadn't asked a single question before taking his sister's side.Standing here now, replaying it all, something old and raw ached in her chest.She lifted her chin, meeting his glare with a cold smile. "You're right. I really can't compare to Vivian. I could never match her level of cruelty. Is that supposed to be an insult, Elliot, or are you just stating facts?"Elliot's grip on the thermos in his hand tightened until his knuckles went white. "Say that again, Nora. I dare you."She scoffed. "Struggling already? I always knew you were simple, Elliot
After the encounter ran its course, Grant stepped out of the bathroom, water still beaded across his chest, his expression carrying no warmth whatsoever as he looked at the woman still in his bed.Renee, by contrast, lay boneless and pliant against the sheets, every trace of resistance gone.She gazed up at him with something soft and hopeful. "Grant. Let's just rest for a bit"Having gotten what he wanted, he barely spared her another glance. "You can leave now."She blinked, then reached for pity. "It's so late, Grant. I'm scared to go home alone. What if whoever followed me earlier is still out there?"Grant's patience, thin on a good day, evaporated entirely. Something cold flickered in his eyes. "Renee. Did you actually think that excuse would work twice? I only kept you here tonight because I needed an outlet. That's done now. Go."The cruelty wasn't surprising, exactly, but it still stung especially remembering how he'd murmured someone else's name against her skin the entire t







