All Chapters of WITHOUT WARNING: Book 2 Of The Redemption Series : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Third-Person POV “Well,” Carmen started, shifting in her seat and glancing between Kira and Sienna, “I guess it all began… how can I say this…”She exhaled dramatically, then gave them a sly look. “I’ll be 22 next month, by the way. I'm just saying. So y’all remember. Especially you, Cousin Kira.”Kira threw her head back and cackled. “Girl, whatever! Okay, okay, move on. Give us the deets!”Sienna leaned in, clearly already hooked.Carmen smirked. “So… it started about six months ago. Crandon called me into his office. We were talking about my future here and what I planned to do after the internship. You know, normal stuff at first. He was asking if I saw myself staying in law or accounting or if I was thinking of pivoting to something else. He even mentioned fundraising and sustainability, trying to give me options. Y’all know how he is, trying to sound all casual and smooth.”Kira gave her a look. “Mmmhmm.”“We’ve always been cool, like almost family, but not actually. There’s a

Crandon’s POVAs the day winds down, I’m feeling good, real good. Confident. Like the kind of confidence that sits in your chest and says, “Yeah, you did that.”It’s 4:45, when I glance at the clock. I close down my computer, pack up my bag, and neatly tuck away all the paperwork for Universal Airlines. Everything in order, just like I like it.I'm just about to head out to meet my girl on the eighth floor when my sister, Tiffany, Ms. Nonchalant As Hell waltzes in like she owns the place.She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, and hits me with, “So... when were you gonna tell me you're dating Carmen?”I freeze for a second. Here we go.I shrug. “Ain’t much to tell. We just started.”She gives me that look, the one she saves for when she knows I’m full of shit.“Mmm-mmm,” she says. “Not according to Silas. According to Silas, y’all been hooking up for, what, six or seven months now?”I sigh, rubbing the back of my neck. “Well, Silas got that part wrong. This tonight? This is ou

Sienna’s POVAs we walked into the excess room where lunch had been set up, I spotted Knox deep in conversation with Silas near the far wall. Something about his posture relaxed but purposefully pulled my attention. I walked over with my boxed Panera lunch in hand.“Good job, boss,” I said, flashing him a small smile.He smirked, tilting his head slightly. “Thank you, lady.”There was something different about him today. The usual tightness in his shoulders was gone, and that edge he normally carried like a blade had dulled. Not in a bad way, just... more self-assured. More open.Over the last two weeks, I’d been noticing it. He wasn’t snapping at interns or muttering under his breath. He was still Knox sharp, calculated, but not so angry all the time. It looked good on him.“So, Sienna,” he said, walking with me toward a table. “How’s life? Haven’t had a chance to talk to you directly in a minute.”We sat down, and I popped open my lunch. Turkey sandwich, chips, a sad looking apple.

Third-person POVThe morning light peeked through the blinds, casting soft lines across Sienna’s bare shoulder. She stirred slowly, eyes fluttering open as she registered the warm, solid weight of Alex’s arm wrapped around her waist. Her cheek rested on his chest, the steady rise and fall of it soothing in a way she couldn’t explain. He snored lightly, lips parted, face peaceful.She tilted her head up and looked at him for a long moment. His face was boyish in sleep, his hand still loosely splayed across her hip. He was a good man. Sweet, steady, and dependable. Any woman would be lucky to have him.And yet…God, I wish I felt more.She sighed silently and closed her eyes again, willing her heart to catch up with her head. Maybe it’ll grow. These things take time, right? You can’t force chemistry. You can’t fake fireworks. So she rolled away gently, easing out of his grip and slipping off the bed.The bathroom was cool against her bare feet. She took her time having a long shower, ho

Knox’s POV I couldn’t keep my damn eyes off her.We strolled around the outdoor part of the mall, arm in arm like we did this all the time, like it wasn’t the first time in years that we’d been this close. After making those ridiculous Build-A-Bears, hers with a tiny leather jacket and mine wearing shades and a crooked smile, we ended up grabbing a cinnamon pretzel. Sienna bought it for me with a smirk, like she knew I couldn’t say no to her or sugar.Now we were standing by our cars, ten bags between us and two stuffed bears nestled in the back seat of hers.“So… what’s next, Cece?” I asked, trying to sound casual. Trying to sound like I wasn’t already planning how to stay in her presence a little longer.She smiled, her eyes warm. “Well, I’m gonna go home, pour a glass of wine, and put all this stuff away.”That was it. End of the night.“Okay,” I said, fighting back every damn urge I had. “I’ll leave you to it.”I bent down and hugged her. Not a quick, polite hug, but one of those