《HIS COLD DENIAL: Love After Divorce 》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 130 章

Allowed To Want HerCountry: AurivelleCity: AuremontGraysonSebastian had arrived at six.Unannounced.Which was the only way he ever arrived anywhere.He had walked in, handed his coat to Thomas without looking, dropped onto the sofa in the sitting room ."You look tired.""I'm not tired," I said."You look like a man carrying something," he said."I'm fine," I said.He looked at me."You're lying," he said."Sebastian…""I'm staying for dinner," he said.I looked at him."I didn't invite you," I said."You never invite me," he said. "I come anyway. That's how this works. It has always been how this works." He picked up the remote from the side table. "Tell the chef there are two of us."I looked at him for a moment.Something about him actually had changed.Sebastian was still Sebastian.Still expensive.Still irritatingly charismatic.Still carrying the particular confidence of a man who had never once doubted his own ability to survive a situation.But there was something stead

The Way My Mother SmiledCountry: AurivelleCity: AuremontAlvaraThe drive home felt unreal.Not because of the city.Not because of the lights of Auremont moving past the windows in soft gold streaks.Not even because my left hand still felt unfamiliar every time I looked down and saw the ring there.But because Grayson kept reaching for my hand like he still needed to confirm I was real.At every traffic stop.At every quiet pause.His fingers found mine automatically.Holding on.The car was warm.Quiet.The soft instrumental music from earlier is still playing low through the speakers.And every few minutes… I would look down at the ring again.Then laugh softly to myself like I genuinely could not help it.Grayson glanced at me from the driver's seat.“You keep looking at it.”“I know.”“You’ve looked at it seventeen times.”“You counted?”“You’ve looked at it eighteen now.”I laughed immediately.He looked devastatingly pleased with himself.I leaned back into the seat slightl

Ashes of the Vale NameCountry: EldoriaCity: Eldoria — Central Detention FacilityAdrianThe cell was cold in a way that never really left your body.Not the kind of cold from films where people shiver violently under flickering lights.Just constant.Concrete walls that held no warmth. A narrow bed fixed to the floor. A steel sink in the corner. A window too high to properly see through unless you stood on the mattress.Three weeks.That was how long I had been there.Three weeks since Aurivelle handed me back to Eldoria.Three weeks since officers walked me through the underground parking garage beneath Grayson Hawthorne’s building while cameras flashed outside like they had been waiting months for the moment.Three weeks since I finally understood something I should have understood much earlier.There was no coming back from this.No carefully managed apology.No press statement.No family influence large enough to bury what happened.My life as I knew it was over.Completely.The

Country: AurivelleCity: AuremontAlvaraSaturday mornings in Halcyon Mirrors always felt softer.Weekdays carried movement. Schedules. Calls. Meetings. Deadlines.But Saturdays?Saturdays breathed differently.The house moved slower.Nobody rushed downstairs.No one is hurrying toward obligations.Just warmth.Just quiet.I came downstairs at nine.Late for me.Intentionally late.Grayson had called at eight and somehow thirty minutes disappeared without either of us noticing.We talked about everything and absolutely nothing.The collection.The prestige property site Renata had been watching for Dane Properties.Julian was apparently doing something chaotic enough for Grayson to describe him with the exhausted patience of an older brother who loved him deeply and suffered constantly because of it.Leo’s first week at university.Which Grayson already knew about in embarrassing detail because Leo had apparently called him twice and sent several messages during the week.And then bef

The Safety Of UsCountry:Japan City: Kyoto AlvaraI stood at the bottom of the stairs, coat flapping gently in the morning wind, watching the Hawthorne crest catch the pale sunrise. Even after a handful of flights on this jet, it still felt a little unreal, less like a plane and more like Grayson had simply decided the sky needed better furniture.He came up behind me, arms sliding around my waist from the back. His chin rested on my shoulder.“You’re doing that thing again,” he said, voice low and warm against my ear.“What thing?”“Looking at it like you’re waiting for it to disappear.”I laughed softly and leaned back into him. “Old habits. Some of us didn’t grow up with wings on standby.”He turned me in his arms, one hand settling at the small of my back beneath my coat. The warmth of his palm soaked through my sweater instantly. “You belong to it now. Same as me.”Inside, it felt like slipping into our own little world. Cream leather, dark wood, the faint scent of fresh