INICIAR SESIÓNLena slowed her car to a crawl, tires crunching on the gravel driveway of her family’s sprawling estate, before coming to a stop right in front of her brother’s manor.She stopped because her eyes had caught Leo and Antonio walking toward their own vehicle. Both were sharply dressed, looking like they were headed straight for a red carpet or a high-end gala.And they looked so fucking good together.Antonio’s face reminded Lena about Julian and she groaned before hitting the button to roll her window.“Are you guys going somewhere?!” she called out.“We have a lunch date,” Leo said. He diverted his path, closing the distance between them to lean his forearms against the frame of Lena’s car door. He peered inside, taking in her slumped posture. “Why are you home so early anyway? Did the pitch not go well?”“No, it actually went great,” Lena responded, though her voice lacked any real victory. “They were eager to get us on board.”Leo tracked her lack of enthusiasm. “So what’s with the
One week later.Julian, in fact, stayed true to his promise.For the past week, since he dropped Lena off at home, he’d kept his distance, he had ensured to maintain a business-only relationship with her.Any time they spoke, any time they found themselves in the same room, he was completely different—only focusing on business talks and refusing to engage in any form of casual conversation.And it unnerved Lena.The way Julian had been desperately chasing after her lately, she couldn’t believe that he could be so rigid with her.It seemed like their marriage all over again, when they were mostly quiet around each other and spoke only when necessary. The conference room doors clicked shut, leaving a heavy silence in their wake. The board members had filed out, leaving only Lena and Julian.Lena stacked her documents with unnecessary force, hoping the noise would shatter the glass wall between them. Julian didn’t look up as he closed his tablet, slipped it into his leather briefcase,
“Julian?” Lena looked around, her eyes wide. “What are you doing here?”Julian cleared his throat. His mind was still disheveled after being caught. He subtly inhaled a calming breath, to steady himself before responding.“Oh… I came to make a reservation for the company’s corporate dinner in two days,” he lied through his teeth. Lena gave a genuine smile. “Ah, you still do that?”“Of course.” He nodded eagerly. “What kind of boss would I be if I don’t get together with my workers every now and then?”True to his words, Julian usually came together with his staff for dinner every once in a while. But they had a designated restaurant for that.So now that he had lied, he made a mental note to return here and book the reservation. Silence passed between them for a moment.Julian was staring down at Lena, a brow raised. “Right.” She looked around awkwardly. “Well, I came to have dinner.”“Alone?”“Mmm… not really…”“I see.” He puckered his lips. “So what are you doing out here? Done w
Later that night.“Very classic of you to invite me to dinner and show up late,” Lena said as she smiled up at Jack who was walking towards her.Just as Julian had instructed, he made a reservation at one of the high-end restaurants in the city, making sure he bought out an entire floor of the building just so he and Lena would have a more private dinner. “My apologies.” Jack gave an apologetic smile as he pulled out his seat and settled down with a sigh, adjusting his shirt.Lena raised a brow. “What were you up to?”“Nothing important.”“Really?” she chirped, tilting her head in observation. “Then why’s your face looking a little swollen?”“Oh,” Jack exclaimed softly as he pressed his fingers to his face where Julian had hit him. He cleared is throat, his voice barely a whisper as he added, “I practiced boxing with some of my friends.”“So that’s what kept you?” Lena leaned back against her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’d rather fight with your friends than show up e
Thwack!Julian’s hand crashing against Jack’s face echoed through the air.Jack's head fell to the side and he gripped his stinging cheek with a hiss.“A date?” Julian barked. “A fucking date? Who told you to ask my woman to dinner?”Jack’s brow furrowed. “H-how did you—”“How did I know?” Julian chuckled humorlessly. “Did you really think that there’s anything that happens without my knowledge?”Jack’s chest rose on a deep breath. It was already obvious that he had struck a deal with the devil without realizing it, but the biggest issue was how to navigate his current situation.Julian had become way too unpredictable for comfort. His desperation to win Lena back, it seems, was driving out his dark side.And Jack was at a loss.There was honestly nothing he could do, because the options were limited to revealing everything to Lena and forfeiting the benefits working for Julian brought him or taking whatever he’s earned so far and running.Both of which he was not willing to do.“I’m s
One week later.“Jack?” Lena stopped short in the doorway, surprise flashing across her face. “What are you doing here?”“Lena.” Jack rose from his seat with an easy smile and leaned in to brush a kiss against each of her cheeks. “Mr. Black asked me to negotiate a few terms with the owner.”“Julian?”“Yes.”She blinked. “I didn't know he had an interest in entertainment.”A knowing chuckle escaped him. “It seems he's developed one.”Lena frowned as she crossed the room.First her brother, now Julian.What was it with the men around her suddenly becoming fascinated by brothels?From the outside, the establishment masqueraded as an ordinary travel and real estate agency. By nightfall, however, the respectable façade disappeared, revealing one of the city's most exclusive houses of pleasure.Her brother had recently decided he wanted to buy the place from the madam, convinced the business was worth expanding into. Since he was currently occupied with Antonio, he’d sent Lena to inspect th
Jack woke up to the sight of Lena sitting by the window nook, a steamy cup of something he presumed to be coffee in hand, and her mind quite far away. “Maybe I should perform better, seeing how you always wake before I do,” Jack jested.Lena’s head turned towards him. Though her lips were curved i
Lena woke up with tears and a splitting headache.For hours, she’d cried and cried and cried until she decided that crying would not save her marriage. So she decided that perhaps having a conversation with Julian would change his mind. Perhaps if she begged enough, perhaps if she offered him more
Years ago, before the marriage, before the arrangement, before she tucked herself into Julian’s quiet house and learned to want less, Lena used to party.It was how she processed things: a loud room, a dark dance floor, a glass in her hand. It wasn’t elegant and she knew it. But it worked. Tonight
“Hello, this is the assistant of Pedro King. I saw that you had put up an article stating that Mr. Julian Black was out with his wife. As his associates, we are unaware of any such information. Might I know if you have any other details about the woman in question?”“Pedro King?” The reporter asked







