“Thud.” I flinched as a heavy stack of documents slammed down on top of my keyboard, nearly hitting the screen of my computer. Still, I didn’t dare look up.“I want all of this fixed before the client sees it,” Jax said, his voice as cold as the polished surface of my desk. “Every slide. Every number. Every word. And return them to my office before you go home.”“Do you hear me?” he added in a snarl. I quickly bobbed my head in understanding, gulping down the hard lump in my throat.He shot me another glare before turning and storming out of the room.The moment I heard the door shut, I let out a deep breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and picked up the files. What’s this? “Wasn’t Mr. Grey supposed to meet Madam Claudine for that?” the blonde whispered, earning a nod from the others. “Don’t tell me he came all the way here for that?” the one sitting in the middle snarled, glaring in my direction.Well, not only her—both from her minors, Madam Claudine, and some of the staff in
Last night, I couldn’t sleep. Not that I didn’t want to, but sleep never found me. I closed my eyes, but my mind didn’t follow. Those disturbing feelings—and then Helena’s threatening words about finding me if she wanted to—it was crazy. There was nothing I didn’t think of last night. In the end, I just watched Aria sleep.So this morning, I came early. Earlier than anyone else in our department. Maybe if I buried myself in work, I’d forget the growing knot in my stomach. Maybe I’d forget Helena. Or the fear. Or even Jax.I sighed and focused on the laptop screen in front of me, the faint hum of the monitor, the only sound in my corner of the room—at least, until the whispers started. From my side view, I caught the glances just a few desks away from mine. Their stares were sharp—like thrown knives. One actually came from Madam Claudine, our Head of Department, and the rest from the trio of women probably my age. They looked at me like I didn’t belong there.I didn’t miss how they l
With the type of anger that was brewing inside me, I wanted to lash out at her—but not in front of my little princess. Aria doesn’t have to know anything.I tore my gaze from her round, curious eyes and brought the phone closer to my mouth. Then snarled in a low, whispering shriek, “I don’t know how you got my number, but mind you, I am not doing this with you right now."“Oh, your concern is how I got your number?!" she yelled back from the other end of the phone, and my teeth clenched. I wish Aria were already asleep so I could give this witch a piece of my mind. “Let me remind you, penniless Aurora Avery, half of Boston is run by Russell. I can get your number, even your home address if I want!” I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowing the insult when struggling to calm my nerves.“You think you can come back and have him? Hahaha… Look, it’s been five fucking years and Jax feels nothing—absolutely nothing—for you now. Not with how you left him. Desperate whore!”“Me ‘and you knows’ w
AuroraThe scent of smoked fish clung to my fingers as I picked tiny bones from Aria’s plate, listening to her chirp about her day at school. Or at least, I tried to listen. She was seated opposite me, legs swinging beneath the high-backed wooden chair, her excited voice rising and falling like birdsong—light, animated, full of that effortless joy only a child could carry.“Mom, it was soooo... good,” she giggled, gesturing with her left hand at whatever she was describing while the other clung to her spoon.My head moved nonchalantly as I leaned forward to remove the remaining bones and drop them on the empty plate on the table—a dining table I had gotten from a local auction shop down our street.It was old, poor-looking, but I had to buy it so Aria would have a place to sit and eat. I had the surface covered with a lace tablecloth that had yellowed slightly at the edges. In fact, almost all the furniture here came from that local auction shop. At least, that’s what I could afford—u
Jaxson“And what's she doing here?"My eyes snapped immediately to the door and landed on Helena. Her presence prickled my skin.I watched her shove Rora aside with her elbow and walk in… wait, did I just call her Rora? Stop, Jax. She is Aurora Avery Russell, even if she changed it to Brooks.“Hi, babes!” Helena’s sing-song voice snapped me back. She dropped her bag on the desk and sat on my lap. My jaw clenched. I was about to push her off but paused the moment I saw the look on Aurora’s face.The pain. The suppressed anger and disgust. Don’t tell me she’s jealous?My heart swelled at the thought.“Don’t feel excited about that, remember she once left you for someone else.” My mind taunted me, wiping the feeling away.I shot her a withering look. And cleared my throat. “So—"“Sorry, Mr. Grays,” she cut in immediately, “It's nothing. Please, if you don’t mind, I have to get back to work.”Damnit!My fists curled, tightening around the armrest of the chair. She’s not even remor
“Come in.”A raspy growl echoed from inside the office, harsh and guttural. His voice carried no welcome, just the echo of something like disturbance.I swallowed the hard lump and curled my trembling palm around the doorknob. My heart was drumming so fast.“Breathe in, Rora.” “Breathe in. He doesn’t bite. He’s still the Jax that you used to know.” I kept whispering the words, and the next thing—I pushed the door open.And his eyes, shadowed and still, flicked to the door. And once they landed on me, his facial muscles sharpened, disgust glinting under those harsh green eyes. “Mom, I saw him again. I saw Daddy.”I quickly shook my head.And put on a faint smile, hiding my nervousness.“G…good morning, Mr. Grey.” I fiddled with my fingers, fighting the anxiety. “You called?”Those eyes moved from me to his wristwatch before refocusing back on me. It now seemed more sharper and chillier, making my throat tightened. “8:40 a.m.? Who comes to work at this time?”“Actually...” I cl