Betrayal > – 20 years ago – “A financial journalist, to be exact. Did she ever tell you? I don’t think so.” Her words echo in the room and a mix of disbelief and anger surges within me. “Do you even have any idea what you are saying?” How stupid can she be? She huffs. “I remember the reports you were worried about, Miko. The one published three weeks ago. Her father could be the writer.”I chuckle, shaking my head. It's not that simple to locate an anonymous writer, Chloe.. And I vetted Garrett’s family when Lena started dating-” “Clearly you didn’t do a good job. Because I am sure of what I am talking about.” I let out a heavy sigh. “Explain.” She is wrong. She has to be. “I had my suspicions, and I needed to prove my point.” She crosses her arms and admits with her chin up. “So I spied on them. I saw Garrett visiting a news agency kinda place a few times. Yes, it’s difficult to find an anonymous writer and yes, it’s sheer luck. But if you see the photog

64. Email>A musical laughter fills my ears as I stroll inside the daycare. I know it’s Jessica. I have taken her to the park and library a few times. So far, I have learned she is the loudest among her age group. “Riley!!!!” she exclaims as her face lights up with a bright smile. She runs towards me, her little arms outstretched. I scoop her up into my embrace. She looks too pretty in her adorable yellow cotton outfit with a ruffled neckline and satin ribbon waist. I have to give credit to Mikolaj that he doesn’t dress her up like a boy. Although she will look cute either way.“Heyyy! How was your day?”She waves goodbye to her friends without answering my question. I talk to her daycare teacher for a few minutes, then we make our way out. Jessica’s tiny hand clasps tightly in mine as we stroll in the parking lot. Out of instinct, I scan the parking lot. A white cruiser with tinted windows is parked. Did it follow us? I shake my head. I shouldn’t get worried.“How was

Cuffed>His grip is tight on my legs as he ushers me to rub harder on his crotch. The chair groans under our weight. “Should we take it somewhere else?” I ask as he squeezes my thighs. My toes curl and I grind harder in his lap. “Should I fuxk you against the glass wall?”The question feels is a splash of cold water. It sobers me up and I pull away from him. I like privacy. Currently, a solid wall is obscuring us. That cursed safe is right behind us. I knew Mikolaj upgraded the security in his office. “Does his room have cameras?” I ask in horror, looking around. The thought of someone watching or recording makes me feel sick. My face stiffens as I get down from his lap. “There aren’t.” Mikolaj grabs my wrist and gets up. “What happened?” he asks as he cups my cheeks.My heart beats faster as I try to calm myself down. Sometimes when I try too hard to stop. I end up crying. I don’t want that right now. It’s hard to hide sometimes. Maybe that’s the reason I say, “Ju

68. Share > I’m sitting cross-legged in bed with a laptop perched on my lap. The soft glow from the screen illuminates the dim room. Riley takes a turn moving a little closer to me. I shake my head, looking at the wide space across her. Why do women occupy so much bed space? I should have hauled her out of my room when I had the choice. Guest room would have worked fine. I am letting her in too much, and it’s not right. I don’t have enough resolve to stop myself. Why? My screen pings again and I let out a sigh. The unplanned meeting with Callum and Garrett today left me with a lot of work. Most disputes among us have been settled. Callum tried to raise Jessie’s custody issue. I told him it’s none of his fuckin business. Raylan took over figuring out what to do with my ex-traitor-secretary, while Patterson gave me a brief about Rose giving threats to go public about our past lifestyle. He warned me she could make up a false story. Or use her old photographs to sprea

70. Condoms>I hurry inside as a rush of cold air sends goosebumps across my naked skin. I am not wearing anything. He removed my clothes, teased the hell out of me, then ordered me to bring him a condom. So that’s what I am doing right now.The house is dark and silent. But I cannot stop grinning at the obscenity I am getting comfortable with. I enter his room, covering my breast. No one apart from us and Jessie is here. She is fast asleep. Still, I am a little conscious. I hurry towards the nightstand to open the drawer. Anticipation tightens my chest as my fingers fumble with the child lock. As I slide it open, instead of condoms, I see a freaking handgun inside.“What the fuck?” My breath catches in my throat as I gingerly pick up the firearm, confused. Why the hell would this thing be in a bedside drawer? It takes me a second to realize there is no magazine in it. Raylan has taught me that much. I tilt my head to see what else is here and yes, the ammunition is sto