Gemma's eyes flared. What did that punk just say? She heard gasps reverberate throughout the courtroom and knew that she was not the only one who was shocked by the ridiculous revelation. How could Noah be in love with her? To the other spectators, it was probably something they heard every other day despite it being shocking every time. Brothers falling in love with the same woman? What was new about that? It was more common than best friends finding out that they were being played by the same manipulative seductress. Especially when the three lived in the same house like Ethan, Noah and Gemma did. But to Gemma, it was just not possible. She knew Noah. He was a jerk and a manwhore despite not having any of the things she thought women looked for in men that they wanted to have a fling with. But he hated women who were above him in any way, especially status. She was his boss for a while which meant she was definitely not one of the people he would want to befr

"I'm sure we can work something out. Don't lose hope yet." Cora reached over the table and patted her hand. After dropping the worst bummer of the year, she had called Gemma out for ice cream and snacks so they would discuss and try to come up with a way to counter their current ordeal. Gemma blew out an exhausted breath. She was not losing hope. That was the last thing that could happen. She was losing her freaking mind! Just how horrible did her luck have to be? Cora glanced at her and didn't know what to make of her pale face. She didn't look angry about losing out on the deal that she thought was pretty much settled. She waved to get the waitress' attention and passed a menu to Gemma. "Come on, cheer up, will you? We need to clear our minds for anything to work.""This is Livian Dumont we are talking about." Gemma ran a hand through her hair in frustration. She caught the confusion on her friend's face. "I was just about to say we are lucky

"Do you think it's finally time to let me know what's going on?" He asked when she stopped her antics. He knew from the panic in her eyes that it had nothing to do with wanting to touch him. Though that didn't mean her touch didn't ignite fire under his skin. It was quite the opposite. Even though her touch meant nothing sexual, her act of impatiently ripping his shirt off sent a jolt straight to his manhood. She pulled her hands away, suddenly realizing what her actions might have passed off as. She was embarrassed as she shook her head. She was acting strange but he nodded. "Okay."She thought he had dropped the matter. He didn't have any scar but it was too soon to tell him anything about his doppelganger. The worst that could happen was him turning out to be that doppelganger, just with the scar long faded. She turned around and stared right into his eyes intently. He wasn't sure what she was looking for but he cupped her face as he looked d

“Shit!” Livian cursed and almost threw his phone away in frustration. It had taken a while before he realized that the text message he had replied to had been sent to Livian Dumont but on Livian White’s phone. He had wanted to stop himself from sending the reply he had just typed but perhaps his mind was already set on sending it, his finger reflexively tapping the send icon. His first reaction was to delete the message. The ‘message delivered’ notification came just a breath before the ‘message delivered’. Just great. It was too late and there was nothing he could do about it. For a moment, he hoped that Gemma was too busy to see the text message and would not see it until their meeting later. He had decided to come clean today but this was not the best way for her to find out. The hope that had started to form in his heart shattered as soon as he saw the ‘message read’ prompt. He was dead. He rushed to the

"I'll drop you off." He offered when she announced that she had to leave. She grabbed her purse. "You don't need to. My friend is waiting for me." She refrained from saying that she wouldn't want to be in the same car as him even if she didn't have Cora and four bodyguards waiting. The last thing she wanted was to be in the same confined space as him. It was the most brainless thing to do considering what might happen. Thinking about how she had let him drop her to and from work a few times, spent time with him and freely let him into her room, she wanted to give herself a piece of her mind. Heck, she had even shared an overly intimate moment with him, when it was just the two of them in the main mansion. He would have harmed her if he wanted to. It made her start to overthink once again. If he was the same demon that had shown his claws ten years ago, where did those claws disappear to? She was certain that a person's nature could never change. Stra