Aurora’s POVAs the representatives from the Lincoln Group entered the room, a wave of recognition washed over me. It was surreal to realize that the Lincoln mentioned by Mia, the one I had assumed to be a coincidence, was none other than Logan Lincoln himself.Memories flooded back, recalling the first time I had encountered Logan, my multimillionaire client with a love for intricate body art. He loves tattoos! He was a man who spared no expense when it came to adorning his body with the finest designs money could buy.I remembered the awe-inspiring moment when he had entrusted me with the task of tattooing a wide dragon across his wide back, a work that had earned me a cool million dollars. It was a testament to his extravagant tastes and his unwavering commitment to excellence.He wants nothing but perfection and that perfect person is me. But that was just the beginning. Logan's insatiable appetite for unique body art had led to countless commissions over the years, each one more

Alpha Caden’s POV Clad in my tailored suit, I strode purposefully towards the office exit, my movements crisp and decisive. The usual hum of activity that filled the office had dwindled to a mere whisper as my departure caught the attention of those still present, including Mia, who watched with wide eyes, clearly taken aback by my uncharacteristic early exit.I met her gaze briefly, noting the surprise that flickered across her features before I offered a small, knowing smile. It was a rare sight indeed for me to leave the office before closing time, and I could sense the curiosity radiating from Mia as she processed the unexpected turn of events.With a nod of acknowledgment to those still lingering in the office, I made my way towards the exit, the sound of my footsteps echoing through the quiet space. As I passed by Mia, I barely resisted the urge to offer her a subtle wink –I don’t want her reading deep into this after her approach earlier. Instead I offer her a silent acknowl

Alpha Caden’s POV I woke with a sudden start, my breath coming in ragged gasps, I couldn't shake the feeling of disorientation that washed over me. My eyes darted around the room, seeking reassurance in the familiar surroundings, desperate to confirm that I wasn't back in the study with Aurora once again.The dream had been so vivid, so real, that it left me reeling with a potent mixture of arousal and confusion. I could still feel her presence lingering in the air, her image seared into my mind like a brand. The memory of us together, entwined in passion and sweat, ignited a fire within me that I struggled to contain.But as tempting as it was to give in to the animalistic urges that pulsed through my veins, I knew that I couldn't afford to lose control. I refused to look south, to acknowledge the physical response that threatened to betray my resolve. I couldn't afford to be distracted by base desires, not when there were more pressing matters at hand.The thought of watching the r

Alpha Caden’s POV The hours passed and Aurora remained absent, a growing sense of unease settled over me like a dark cloud. I refused to entertain the thought that she had run away, but the evidence was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.I paced the length of the dining room, my mind racing with questions and doubts. If she hadn't returned from work since yesterday, where could she have gone? The possibilities were endless, each one more troubling than the last.Turning to Lilian for answers, I approached the topic with caution, hoping to glean some insight without raising suspicion. Her response only added to my concern; she hadn't heard from Aurora either, a fact that seemed to confirm my worst fears.Next, I sought out Lucas, hoping that he might shed some light on the situation. But his reaction caught me off guard, his bitterness palpable as he spoke of Aurora. They had been best friends before she left, but something had clearly soured their relationship in her absence.

Alpha Caden’s POV I went about my day at the office, the weight of Aurora's disappearance hung heavy on my mind, casting a dark shadow over everything I did. It really shouldn’t bother me that she has run away but it does. It really does in ways I shouldn’t be. Each task I tackled seemed to pale in comparison to the burning anger and frustration that simmered beneath the surface. I can’t believe she had the nerve to truly run away after how I intimidated and even threatened her at some point. Unable to shake the sense of betrayal that gnawed at my insides, I found myself more snappy than usual, snapping at colleagues and biting off terse replies to even the simplest of questions. It is so not my personality with all the charms I usually drop. My temper flared at the slightest provocation, my patience stretched thin as I struggled to maintain control in the face of mounting pressure. Yeah, Mia is getting the brunt of it and that flirty outfit she is wearing today too might get her