All Chapters of So This is Love : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Cash was spread across the desk in neat stacks.Jay flipped through one bundle with a grin. “Look at this.” He laughed. “This is what happens when a man decides he doesn’t want to pay what he owes. I told him I’d show up at his daughter’s school. The whole man broke down. Started stuttering like—”Jay launched into a poor imitation.Liam didn’t react.He kept counting.Because once Jay got started, there was no stopping him.Across from them, Ivan sat quietly, phone in hand.A message lit the screen.Norah.Norah: That breakfast was too much.His mouth curved slightly.Ivan: You ate it though.A moment passed.Norah: And I’m still not going out with you unless you talk to your mother. I’m serious, Ivan. You’re not just ignoring this.Jay squinted at him. “Why is this man smiling like that? Oh. It’s the girl.”Liam glanced up briefly. “Yeah. He’s gone. She definitely put something on him.”Ivan smirked at the screen.Ivan: You always like giving me rules?Norah: It’s not a rule. It’s w

The car rolled to a slow stop in front of the building.Elegant didn’t even begin to cover it.Tall iron gates. Stone walls trimmed with ivy. Wide windows that reflected the morning sun like watchful eyes. It wasn’t a hotel—this place felt private. Old money. Quiet money. The kind of place where people disappeared behind closed doors and no one asked questions.Liam leaned forward, studying it carefully.“This is the address he gave us.”Jay let out a sharp laugh from the back seat. “That’s it?”Then, grinning like he’d been waiting for this moment, he added, “Why don’t we just bust in there and kill these motherfuckers? End it right now.”Liam snapped his head around. “Are you out of your damn mind?”Jay shrugged. “I’m serious.”“No, you’re stupid,” Liam shot back. “Do you have any idea who these people are? You think we kill them and walk away?” He shook his head hard. “They’ll hunt us down. Every single one of us. That would be the end—no hiding, no running. Just coffins.”Jay scof

The car rolled to a quiet stop in front of the hotel.Noon light glazed the glass exterior, turning it into a polished mirror. Ivan stepped out, adjusted his jacket once, and walked inside like he owned the place—or like places had learned not to question him.The lobby noticed.Conversations dipped. A phone slipped from someone’s hand. At the reception desk, two women froze mid-sentence, eyes tracking him openly as he approached.“Good afternoon,” Ivan said.Both straightened at once.“Yes—good afternoon,” the first receptionist replied too quickly, her smile already bright, already interested. “How can we help you?”“I’m here to see someone,” Ivan said. “Ms. Banks .”Something flickered between them.“Oh,” the second receptionist breathed, eyes lighting up. “She’s staying with us.”She leaned forward slightly, elbows on the desk, gaze roaming him with zero shame. “You’re her son?”Ivan nodded once.“Well,” the first receptionist said, voice warmer now, slower, “she must be very proud

Norah stood in the middle of the living room, arms crossed tight against her chest.“I thought you said you had this under control,” she said. “So why are we here?”Ivan leaned back against the doorframe behind her, calm as hell….looking devastatingly handsome. Watching her like she was the only thing moving in the room.Mary clocked him instantly.She exhaled once, already reaching for her bag. “Yeah,” she said lightly. “I’m gonna leave you two alone.”A beat. A knowing look between them.“Looks like you’ve got a lot to talk about.”She didn’t wait for permission. The door clicked shut behind her.The room shifted.Ivan pushed off the frame and leaned back against the edge of the table instead, hands slipping into his pockets like he had all the time in the world.“As soon as everything’s under control,” he said calmly, “I promise—you go back to school.”Her eyes narrowed. “That’s not an answer.”“It’s the only one you need right now.”She exhaled sharply and turned away, pacing once

Norah stood near the pool, tugging at the sides of the bikini like it had personally offended her.“Where did you even get this?” she complained, glancing down. “It’s too tight. It’s not fitting me. My boobs are practically staging a jailbreak.”Mary glanced over—and paused.Norah’s skin glowed under the open light, smooth and sun-warmed, the water reflecting softly against her curves. The bikini clung to her like it had been designed with bad intentions, barely containing her chest, cutting clean along her waist and hips. She looked effortless. Unaware. Like someone who didn’t realize she was wrecking the entire atmosphere just by standing there.Mary let out a low whistle.“Wow,” she said slowly. “First of all—rude. Second of all, if that thing snaps, I’m not apologizing.”Norah shot her a look. “Mary.”“I’m serious,” Mary said, pushing off the chair and circling her once, openly admiring. “Your body looks insane in that. Like—criminally unfair.” She gestured lazily. “Thick where it