Bella　　"Thank you Mr. Donovan, for your kind offer. But Lucy was supposed to interview you, not me. I was just supposed to fill in for her 'cause she fell sick. And she's quite well now, so she'll be able to do her job." I blurted out in a hurry. Wanting to get out of here as fast as I could.　　Incessantly, I plucked up enough courage to look up at him.　　And I really shouldn't have done that. He was staring right back at me. Holy fuck! He was hotter than hell.　　I wanted to look away but…..just couldn't.　　His white button-down did nothing to hide his bulging muscles. He was all solid, his sexy red hair was so messy that I had to force myself from reaching out and running my fingers through his soft, silky hair.　　No man had ever affected me like this.　　His perfect lips called out to me, urging me to slam mine against him.　　Where were these vile thoughts coming from?　　"I'm well aware of that but I want you to interview me." He said, abruptly.　　"But sir, it's Lucy's article, it

　　The girl next to me suddenly jumped in on our conversation.　　"There's not much anyone knows except the fact that he's filthy rich and comes from a very wealthy family. No one knows where he's from or anything." The girl chimed in.　　I couldn't stop myself from asking this, curiosity got the best of me," What's his name anyway?" I airily said, trying to look as indifferent as I could.　　"Aiden. Oh and I'm Cindy." The girl said, extending her hand for me to shake it.　　"It's nice to meet you Cindy." I politely said, shaking her hand.　　"Aiden. Now that's a sexy name." Lucy said, not giving the slightest attention to Cindy.　　Lucy was nice and I was very grateful to her parents for taking me in when I had no one. But the girl could be mean at times.　　I gave Cindy a half-hearted smile, trying to make her feel welcome.　　I turned around and chanced a glance at him.　　Only to find him looking right at me. His eyes alone expressed so much emotion, not allowing me to look away.　　He gave

Recently, my uncle died. He was a hardened criminal and duplicitous liar. He was also a known wise guy that was part of something larger and more evil than any of us realized. After he died I took it upon myself to legitimize and then sell the family business so that I and the rest of my siblings could move on. I'd stayed away for so long and kept away from all of my family because of my strained relationship with my brother. But not anymore… because with Uncle gone, there was no one tough enough to protect the family. I knew my brother was more than enough but I didn't want him to do it all alone as much as I hated to accept it. Uncle might’ve been a disgusting human being and he might’ve gotten countless people killed out of mere pettiness but he kept the family safe. My brother and I had severe issues. I blamed him for our father's death. I blamed him for our mother's death. I blamed him because that was all I could do. I needed to blame someone and he was the only one there so I

Claire’s POVWhat a reunion. And what a morning after. Ho boy; he was all over me, waking me up with his tongue just like that first morning. What a way to wake up! I had a fleeting thought about the fact that he’d eventually want me to reciprocate. After what had happened with that guy in Mexico, could I ever reciprocate with Azriel or anyone for that matter? I didn’t even know the guy’s name. I didn’t want to know. I wanted to forget. There was so much I wanted to forget but so much I didn’t think I could ever put out of my mind completely.“Baby?” he was looking up at me.I hadn’t realized it but I was crying while he was doing that to me. He settled beside me and pulled me to his chest.“What’s wrong?” he asked.“Sorry,” I said softly and wiped my eyes with my fingertips.“What?” he gave me a squeeze.“So much,” I whispered into his chest.“Tell me,” he kissed my forehead.I was surprised that he had stopped. I was surprised that he was looking at me with so much tenderness.“It

“Oh! Please stop”, I shoved him against his rock hard chest, but he didn’t move an inch.He laughed again, making me crack a small smile in his favour which I hated. My heart caved in my chest of its own accord as I took in his carefree, happy expression which really was a phenomenon because he was almost either frowning or glaring.For some inexplicable reason, his happiness made my heart grow smaller and sadder.I tried not to let the brief moment of sudden sadness show as I pulled up my dress, trying to cover my chest.“You didn’t choose that dress, did you?”, he suddenly observed, making me want to face palm for not being subtle enough about adjusting my dress.“No, I didn’t”, I replied, my voice small.“That fucking slimebag. You’re not buying that”, he growled out, making me raise a brow at him.I did not need Daniel intervening between me and his uncle to just worsen things between me and that man who I really needed to keep happy…. for both my and my family’s sake.“I have to