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231. FATHER'S INHERITANCE

ARIA Zara’s eyes swiveled to me, and somehow, she got even more angry if that was possible. “You greedy bitch!” I rolled my eyes. “Zara, sit your ass the fuck down and don't make a scene.” Her hands balled harder. “Oh really? You already have everything, Aria. You have your freedom, the children, your precious Caspian. And now you want Father's money too? What more could you possibly need? Why can’t you just leave the rest of us something?” I stayed seated, my fingers balling around the arms of my chair. My heart was racing and not from fear. Because of course, Zara would twist me into being this greedy woman when the only thing I wanted was distance from this nightmare. I stood slowly, throwing my head back. “Do you think I want his money, Zara? Do you really believe that?” “You don’t have to!” she snapped back. “You slither in here, batting your eyes, and suddenly Father’s throwing everything at you and your brats.” My jaw clenched. Brats. That word alone almost had me jum

232. MITCHELLE AND REED AT MY DOORSTEP

ARIA I blinked at them both, trying to make it make sense and I failed miserably. So, I did the only thing that made sense. I rushed forward and threw my arms around Michelle. She squealed, squeezing me back, both of us nearly tumbling onto the coffee table. “You…” I pulled back just enough to grab her shoulders and shake her a little. “...you got married and didn’t tell me?” She laughed, her cheeks flushed pink, her hand flashing the ring like she’d been waiting for this exact moment. “We didn’t tell anyone. We just did it. It was a spontaneous decision.” I laughed, shaking my head in disbelief before turning to Reed. His smile crinkled the corner of his eyes and I hugged him too, feeling a strange lump in my throat. I liked seeing the two of them happy, especially Reed. It felt good to know that they had decided to spend the rest of their lives together. “Congratulations, both of you. But I’m still mad,” I said, pulling back. “You’re supposed to give me an excuse to buy

233. "YOU PROMISED US"

ARIA Sleep hated me. That was the only explanation. The house was quiet this late in the evening. Evelyn had gone to bed an hour ago. Reed and Michelle were holed up together, probably whispering stupid married people things in the dark. The twins had long since passed out, Lark holding the blanket, while Nylah spread out on her back with her hair fanned out across the pillow. Everyone was sleeping except me. Well also Caspian because he was still in the office. I laid there, staring at the ceiling, my mind refusing to let me breathe. "Mommy, you never told us who our father was." The way Lark had said it was soft, and curious, as though he just wanted to know. And they had every right to know, but I'd looked them in the eye and promised them answers before bedtime, then bedtime came, and I'd chickened out. My stomach twisted with guilt like a brick sitting squarely on my chest. It was heavy enough to make me get up, walk barefoot down the hall, and stop in

234. NEVER LETTING GO

ARIAThe twins stared at me like I had just been caught hiding candy under the bed.Nylah’s eyes narrowed the way mine did when I don’t trust someone. Lark’s face was flat, which terrified me more, because when he went quiet it usually meant his little brain was sprinting laps I wouldn’t be able to keep up with.“Mommy,” Nylah said again, her voice small but stubborn. “You promised. You can't take back a promise.” I pressed my palms together, trying not to rub the nerves out of them. Caspian was still beside me, and I liked that he waited for me to take the lead, but my throat was dry.They had no idea. For them, the question was simple. To them a father was just a word, an empty chair they’d seen at school plays or a second hand missing when families came in pairs. For me, it was every fear, every lie, every desperate choice I’d made to keep them safe. And now it was time to tell them in a way they could understand. I patted the bed. “Come here.”They walked in and climbed up w

235. ROWAN'S LITTLE GAME

ARIAWork wasn’t supposed to feel like walking into enemy territory, but the second I stepped into Rowan’s building, that’s exactly what it was.Vienne was waiting in the lobby, crisp as ever. She ran her eyes over my attire and her lips thinned. A disapproving look passed over her face as she snapped her laptop shut and lifted it into her hands. “Good morning, Miss Stanton. Congratulations. You’ve been appointed head of the Creative Department.”I stopped, lifting a brow because that made no sense at all. “Come again?”She started walking to the elevator. “You’ll be overseeing all creative projects effective immediately.”It landed like a slap. My mind tripped over the words until the obvious question punched its way out. “What about Stevens? Isn't he supposed to be the creative lead?” “He was, unfortunately he isn't. Mr. Stevens was terminated yesterday.”The bottom dropped out of me, and it felt as though the air was punched right out of my lungs. “Terminated? As in fired?”What

236. A LITTLE SHOW OF POWER

ARIA “What are you doing here?” Zara snapped, jumping off Rowan’s lap. She looked from me to Rowan, then back at me with a barely concealed look of hate. “Me? How about you ask Rowan? Weren't you cozied up so comfortably with him just now?” “Why would I ask him? You're the one who interrupted us!” I narrowed my eyes. Zara sounded genuinely confused with my appearance which was quite confusing. I assumed she knew I worked here now. And second, Rowan had broken off their engagement, and the last thing I expected was to find them making out. I didn’t let myself dwell on it. Not now. Because if she didn't know, then it meant Rowan had staged this. A petty little show to make me jealous when I stepped into the room to find him and my step-sister, maybe to remind me who controlled the pieces on this board. I didn’t even glance at her again. She wasn’t my problem. She was Rowan’s and he could deal with her. “Rowan? Mind telling me why Stevens was fired? He was per

237. THREATS IN LAYERS

CHAPTER 236ARIA“Stevens, just hear me out first. I won't risk them, I just need your help.”“No” I could hear the anger bleeding through his words and they were directed at me. “No, Aria you listen to me this time.”The desperation in his tone made me stop cold.“You don’t understand who you’re dealing with,” he whispered. “You’re new to the company. You don’t know him like I do. He doesn’t… he doesn’t play fair. He’ll hurt them. I’ve seen him do it before.”What right did Stevens have to tell me that I didn't know Rowan like he did? I'd lived with that man for years. If anyone knew the sort of monster Rowan was, it was me. I swallowed hard, my grip on the phone tightening until it hurt. “Stevens, he’s not going to touch you. I can make sure of that.”“Stop, Aria, you can't make sure of a damned thing because you won't even see him coming.” The words were panicked. “I can’t do this. Delete my number. Please. Don’t call again.”He ended the call. For the next few minutes, not a mus

238. DIGGING DIRT

ARIAI’d barely made it halfway through the bottle of water I’d grabbed on my way out of the office before my hand started shaking. The cap wouldn’t twist back on properly, and I nearly dropped it. I slipped into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut, locking it before I’d even caught my breath. Dominique’s voice was still in my ears.I sat there for a moment with my forehead pressed against the steering wheel. The car smelled faintly like the vanilla air freshener Lana insisted on keeping in here, but even that was doing nothing to settle me.“Call Stevens,” I muttered to myself. My hand moved on autopilot, pulling my phone from my bag and tapping his name before I could second-guess myself.When he answered, I didn't wait for him to tell me he couldn't talk to me again, I just needed to know what had really happened. “Stevens, wait. What’s going on? I just need to know if something happened?”I could hear him breathing heavily, like he was pacing. “Aria, I have a wife. I h

239. STONED WITH FEAR

ARIA Stevens breathing became ragged, as though he was trying not to break into tears. And that scared me more than anything. A slap in public was one thing, but had Rowan sent someone to Stevens house? Was he even in this moment still in danger? “Stevens,” I said again. “Did he hurt you?” “No.” Stevens murmured, but his voice was so low that I barely heard it. “Then what happened?” I pressed gently, because I knew if I pushed too hard, he’d shut down. I could already feel it. He laughed. “It doesn’t have to be physical to hurt, Aria. You think it’s just fists and guns with him? No. He’s smarter than that. He doesn’t get his hands dirty if he doesn’t have to. He doesn’t… he doesn’t leave bruises if he doesn't want to.” A chill ran up my arms, because that was exactly the truth. Rowan's words could hurt as bad as his fists, and then sometimes, he sent his goons after you and that was even worse. Stevens exhaled shakily. “The night he called me about my daughter’s dance class…

240. DIG DEEPER, MORE DIRT

ARIACaspian was home.The sight of him sitting on the couch, jacket tossed carelessly over the armrest, nearly undid me. His head snapped up when I shut the door, eyes scanning me like he was bracing for bad news.I didn’t say a word. I crossed the room and threw my arms around him, burying myself in his chest before he could ask.“Aria?” His voice was rough with surprise. His arms came around me instantly, locking me in place. “What’s wrong?”I didn’t answer. I just held him tighter like if I let go, reality would come crashing down on me. My heart was racing, and I felt stupid for shaking when Caspian felt so solid the way he always did. He eased back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Talk to me.”“I just…” My throat was tight. “I needed to see you.”His eyes softened. He didn’t press. Caspian stood, sliding his hand into mine, and led me down the hall without a word. The bedroom felt quieter than the rest of the house, a bubble of calm that wrapped around us the second he shut

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