MasukAmelia's POV Grey leaned casually against the driver’s side door, crossing his arms over his chest as if we were having some harmless disagreement.He didn’t even look bothered.“I just wanted to see how Lily was doing.”A disbelieving laugh slipped out of me.I stepped closer, anger burning hotter the longer I looked at his calm face.“You ignored me all day, and then decided to show up at my home and charm your way into my family’s lives? Stay away from them, Grey. Stay away from my daughter, and stay the hell away from my home.”A slow, infuriating smirk pulled at his mouth.“You’re acting like I’m a bad person, Amelia.”“That’s because you are a bad person.” I jabbed a finger against his chest.“You’re wrapped up in violence, guns, and God knows what else. You’re a walking disaster, and I want nothing to do with it. I left my resignation letter sitting right on your desk.”The amusement disappeared from his face so quickly that my finger froze against his chest.For a moment, nei
Amelia's POV The clinking of ceramic and silverware sounded unusually loud in the small dining room.I sat there with my fork clenched between my fingers, barely touching the food on my plate while Grey looked completely at home across from me. He calmly cut into his chicken, taking his time as if he hadn't spent the previous night standing in a dark alley with a gun in his hand."More potatoes, Grey?" Giselle asked, leaning across the table with a warm smile as she reached for the serving bowl."I'd love some, thank you, Giselle," he replied smoothly.His voice was polite and charming, the kind that made people lower their guard without even realizing it.I nearly choked on my water.More potatoes?Was Giselle auditioning him for adoption?I lowered my glass slowly, shooting Grey a look across the table, but he didn't even flinch. He simply thanked Giselle again when she spooned another serving onto his plate.Apparently, nothing about this situation was strange to him."Uncle Grey
Amelia's POV The hours dragged by like an eternity.On my way to work, it felt like I was carrying my heart in my hands. I had no idea how Grey would look at me when he saw me, or what I would even say to him. Then again, I didn’t have anything to say. I had only one mission.Submit my resignation letter and leave.That was it.But when I arrived at the office, Grey’s desk was empty.Completely untouched, just like it had been the day before.I stared at his empty chair for a moment. I pulled out the crisp white resignation letter from my folder and held it so tightly the edges began to crinkle beneath my fingers.I decided to sit and wait.Every time the elevator chimed or footsteps echoed down the hallway, I looked up, half expecting to see him appear. Each time, disappointment settled over me when someone else walked past.Where the fuck was he?Was he deliberately avoiding me because he didn’t know what to say to me?Or maybe he was giving me time to process what I had seen.I wa
Amelia's POV Before I could even find the words to apologize or come up with some stupid excuse about being lost, half a dozen black firearms came up at once, their barrels swinging toward the alcove where I stood.Every muscle in my body locked.My hands shot into the air before I even realized I was raising them, and my back pressed harder against the damp brick wall. Cold rain slipped beneath the collar of my coat, but I barely noticed it. All I could see were the guns pointed at me.Then my eyes found Grey.He hadn't moved.He stood in the middle of the rain in that soaked tactical jacket, his dark hair dripping onto his forehead, his gun hanging loosely at his side. He wasn't shouting. He wasn't even angry.He was just staring at me.And somehow, that was worse.There was something dangerously calm about the way he looked at me, as if his mind was racing behind those cold eyes while the rest of him had gone completely still.Then someone beside him shifted.I almost forgot about
Amelia's POV The morning air was crisp as I settled back into the familiar rhythm of my routine. Lily had bounced into her new classroom earlier that morning with a bright smile and her favorite backpack, completely recovered and already excited about her first day. I had already called her nanny to confirm her schedule, especially since Giselle’s new promotion at her firm meant she would be working late most evenings from now on.For the first time in a while, things seemed to be falling back into place.Except for Grey.When I arrived at the office, the executive suite was completely empty. His coat wasn’t hanging over the back of his chair, and his desk looked untouched, just as neat as it had been when I left the previous evening.During the week I spent away from work, he had called me a few times, but our conversations had been short.I hated how much it bothered me.I had spent days telling myself it was probably for the best, reminding myself of what we were. He was my boss
Amelia's POVAfter Amanda was arrested, I stood beside Grey's car, waiting for him to finish talking to her father.The man looked completely crushed. His shoulders were slumped, and there was a painful look in his eyes that made me feel sorry for him. No matter what Amanda had done, she was still his daughter. I couldn't imagine how hard it must have been to watch the police take her away.He probably wouldn't let her stay in there for long. He was her father, after all, and if the press found out about the arrest, it would become a huge story. I had no idea how he planned to keep it quiet, but somehow, I knew he'd find a way.When Grey finally finished speaking with him, he turned and walked back toward me.As soon as he reached the car, he looked at me.“Get in. I'll drive you to the hospital.”I nodded without saying anything and opened the passenger door. Once I was inside, Grey got behind the wheel and started the engine.A few moments later, we were pulling onto the street.Fo







