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KENDRICK“What were they thinking, letting her live with you?” Victor asked, leaning back lazily in the chair across from my desk like he owned the space.“Safety.” I shrugged, flipping through the folder in front of me without bothering to look up. “Apparently, her father thinks London will collapse if she spends three weeks alone.”Victor snorted. “Or maybe he realized his daughter is living with one of the richest men in the country and thought she’d be safer inside your walls than outside them.”I signed the last page of the contract and tossed the folder aside. “You’re dramatic.”“No,” he corrected with a grin. “I’m observant.”Through the glass walls, London stretched beneath the fading light, clean, structured, predictable—unlike my thoughts.“You’re distracted,” Victor observed.“I’m working.”“That’s not an answer.”I leaned back slightly. “Then ask a better question.”He grinned like that was exactly what he wanted. “What’s she like?”My pen paused for half a second, not eno

KENDRICKI shouldn’t have kissed her. It wasn’t even a kiss worth overthinking—just her cheek, a brief moment of contact that should’ve meant nothing.But it did, and that was the problem.I ruffled my hair, staring blankly at the surveillance analytics displayed across my MacBook’s screen while absolutely none of it registered in my head. I dragged a hand down my face slowly before muttering under my breath, “Get a hold of yourself.”One girl shouldn’t be affecting me this much, especially not her.I stood from the chair, loosening the sleeves of my black shirt before leaving the office upstairs. I barely made it halfway down the hallway before another door opened.There she was. Yulia froze when she saw me. Her blonde hair was messy, like she had just gotten out of bed, and she wore an oversized shirt that hung slightly off one shoulder. Completely casual, unaware of how dangerous she looked.I forced my expression to remain neutral. “What’s up with you?” I asked casually, my voice

YULIAMy breath caught somewhere in my throat. The room suddenly felt too small. I should’ve told him to stop. I should’ve reminded him that this was wrong. That our parents were married. That we were living under the same roof now. That he was my stepbrother.Instead, I sat there staring at him while my heart betrayed me completely.Because the truth was… I didn’t want him to stop.Kendrick’s gaze dropped to my lips again, slower this time, like he was giving me one last chance to pull away. I didn’t. And somehow, that seemed to affect him too.He leaned closer. Close enough…My pulse pounded so loudly I was convinced he could hear it. “Kendrick…” I whispered weakly.His forehead rested lightly against mine. “Should I stop?”My breath completely fell apart. “No.”He leaned in and kissed my lips. The second his lips touched mine, every rational thought disappeared.I'd been craving this since the first time I arrived at his house. He kissed me harder, deeper, his hand sliding from my