LOGINWindyI didn't need to dwell on things that didn't matter.After that, everything between Tucker and me went smoothly. We went on dates, attended parties together, and enjoyed a passionate sex life.I made sure not to let other people's words influence me.Now, I was pulling two suitcases behind me when Tucker appeared."I told you to let me carry those."He immediately took the suitcases from my hands and carried them while I followed behind him.We were on our way to visit my mom. Besides attending the festival there, we wanted to spend some time with her after being apart for so long.We arrived at the airport, and everything went smoothly. My mind was filled with thoughts of seeing her again.Once we had settled into our seats on the plane, Tucker looked at me gently."Get some rest. I'll watch over you."Of course, I trusted that he would. Especially since I was exhausted because of his antics, I quickly drifted off to sleep. The flight would take eight hours.When we finally lan
DianaI looked at the man standing before me. As always, he wore a polite smile as he handed me the documents in his hands."Sir Sebastian asked me to deliver these to you as a gift," he said. "In addition to a new vehicle equipped with enhanced security features, your firearms permit will also be processed as soon as possible."It was Sir Alden, my father-in-law's secretary.He spoke calmly. Of everyone around Sir Sebastian, he had served him the longest."Thank you, Sir Alden. Will I be receiving any other licenses as well?"He raised an eyebrow."What do you mean?""I still don't have a driver's license or a drift license."I tried to sound a little bolder.After joining the Monclair family, there was no choice but to be courageous.It was the only way to protect yourself.I had lost count of how many times I had nearly been killed, and every one of those close calls had been a terrible experience. More than anything, I wanted to be able to protect myself.Miles had taught me how t
WindyI kept what I had discovered to myself, determined to find out what was really going on.Maybe it was just another prankster trying to drive a wedge between us. That was entirely possible. After all, the women Tucker had been involved with in the past were more than a little crazy.My heart wouldn't stop pounding. I couldn't calm myself down, and because of that, I barely touched my food.Tucker kept watching me. Eventually, he pulled my chair closer to his and reached out to touch my forehead."You don't have a fever." He looked into my eyes. "Did something happen yesterday?"The concern on his face was unmistakable.For a moment, I almost told him the truth. But in the end, I simply shook my head."I just need some rest," I said with a smile that wasn't real.Tucker looked at me, clearly unconvinced, but he chose not to argue. Instead, he took my hand and helped me to the bedroom. Once I was lying on the bed, he gently pulled the blanket over me.Watching him care for me so te
WindyI didn't understand what Grace meant at first. Then I looked more closely at the image in my hands and realized that it really was an ultrasound scan.I frowned even more as I searched for information on it. There was no name, no age—just a blurry image of a fetus.Grace immediately checked the package label. She knitted her brows together."There's no sender's name at all."She looked again to make sure, but her expression only grew more confused."Andria, come here."She called over the sales assistant from earlier. Then I heard her ask,"Did the delivery person say anything? Who sent it, or anything else?"Andria looked puzzled and shook her head. "No, Miss. He only said there was a package for Miss Windy."I fell silent after hearing her answer.It was obvious that the package had been sent specifically to me. Whoever had sent this ultrasound image clearly had a reason for doing it—and they had succeeded in leaving me deeply shaken.What does this mean...? I kept asking myse
WindyTucker looked at me for a long moment. Then he tilted his head slightly and smiled."Of course you know me well. No one knows me better than you."His voice was filled with confidence, as though he wanted to reassure me and make me feel better. But somehow, it wasn't enough to ease my mind.I let out a slow breath, and Tucker immediately noticed the change in my expression."What's wrong?" he asked softly, his eyes never leaving me.The moment I heard the concern in his voice, I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I quickly took out my phone and showed it to him."I've received this message five times," I said. "How could I not think about it?" I added.Tucker nodded as he read the messages. I noticed that all he did at first was let out a quiet sigh."Just someone trying to stir up trouble. But I'll find out who sent them so you don't have to worry like this."I appreciated that my boyfriend's first instinct was to take action and investigate instead of simply telling me to
WindyI ignored the message. After all, plenty of people had tried to ruin our relationship before. Still, I couldn't deny that it lingered in my mind.Tucker and I had known each other for a long time, but...Did I really know him?Once again, I shook my head."No. I just need to ignore it."I took a deep breath and slowly let it out, trying to calm myself.Right now, I needed to focus on what lay ahead. Tucker would be accompanying me to tonight's party, even though I would also be meeting Sir Easton there.I paused for a moment, then began fixing my hair. Once everything looked the way I wanted, I stepped outside.Tucker had been ready for a while. The moment he saw me, a broad smile spread across his face.There was no denying it—he was incredibly handsome."I feel like taking those heels off you," he commented, his gaze settling on my feet.The way he grumbled about them was oddly adorable, and it made me smile."Come on, don't be such a child. I need to make a good impression,"
CassandraProfessor Johnson said that I had to be here because there was someone I needed to meet. Honestly, I didn’t like the idea, but I also knew I couldn’t refuse Professor Johnson’s request.Dylan was with me. And in the crowd, I wouldn’t attract attention. Besides, this was a gathering of law
CassandraI was still far from calm. Even though I had finally made it home and escaped from him, I remained in the car. As if struck by a heart attack, I couldn’t move.Dylan, sitting beside me, said nothing. He allowed me the space to steady myself and endure it. He had been silent for a long tim
CassandraDylan wanted me to stay calm. He had done something I never would have thought of, since I had such overwhelming worries about Miles.The fear of making mistakes and being unable to do anything.I overheard his serious conversation at that time, which left me both surprised and relieved.
CassandraI sat in that room as if trapped in a field of absolute frost. My head felt so heavy that I could only keep it bowed down.Every part of my body screamed at the knowledge that man’s sharp gaze was fixed on me. Perhaps he wished to crush me the same way he had done before.Those sharp, col







