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Gemma."Try typing it in now," Julian said, stepping back from the digital keypad beside his front door.I looked at the glass panel, then up at him. "What did you change it to?""October 14th," he replied. "1014. Your birthday."A small smile touched my lips, but I shook my head as I tapped the digits into the lock. The pad beeped green, and the heavy lock clicked open smoothly."So, should I expect Chloe to guess my birthday next time she decides to drop in?" I joked, leaning against the doorframe and crossing my arms. "Because I really don't need a round two of her marking her territory over breakfast."Julian let out a short breath, rubbing the back of his neck. For a man who ran a multi-billion-dollar empire without flinching, he actually looked a little sheepish."She had the old code because our families have been close for years," he explained, closing the gap between us. "I always saw her like a younger sister, Gemma. I knew she had a crush on me, but I never gave her a reaso

Gemma."Yes. I feel like I'm being watched.""You need to calm down and tell Julian," Gigi said, as the spa attendant finished setting two steaming cups of herbal tea on the small wooden table between our lounge chairs."If I tell him, he will never let me go home, Gigi," I whispered, resting my head back against the cushioned seat. "You have no idea how hard I had to fight just to convince him to let me go back to my penthouse. He wanted me to stay at his penthouse forever. I just needed my own space.""Okay, aside from all that... where is the bracelet?" Gigi asked, leaning closer as she adjusted the white towel wrapped around her hair."It's in my bag," I said. "When we leave, I'll show it to you. I just couldn't bring it inside."Gigi let out a soft sigh, her eyes scanning my face with deep concern. It was the weekend, and we had booked an afternoon at this quiet spa to unwind from the chaotic week. Around us, gentle music played through hidden speakers, and soft candlelight flick

Julian.I was halfway through a stack of contracts when there was a knock on my office door.“Come in.”Marcus stepped inside with a folder in his hand. He closed the door behind him and walked toward my desk.“Boss.”I looked up from the document in front of me. “What is it?”“We ran a background check on the woman Miss Gemma brought into her penthouse yesterday.”I leaned back in my chair.“The woman?”Marcus nodded.I stared at him for a second. “What woman?”He opened the folder and placed the first few pages on my desk.“Miss Gemma brought someone home yesterday after spending the afternoon with Gigi. One of the security teams noticed the woman entering the penthouse with her.”I frowned.“Why wasn’t I told immediately?”“Your instructions were to keep Miss Gemma’s security discreet. We didn’t want to interfere unless there was an immediate threat. Once the team noticed the woman’s behavior and ran a preliminary check, I thought you needed to know.”I picked up the first page. “N

Gemma.Gigi slammed her coffee mug down on the kitchen island hard enough to splash over the white marble."You've lost your mind, Gemma.""I'm doing it," I said, not even looking up from my phone.She had shown up at my door before eight o'clock, expecting to find me a wreck after the fight with Julian. Instead, she walked in to find me mapping out plans."Gem, listen to yourself," Gigi said, shaking her head as she leaned against the counter. "I want to help her too, I really do. Katia has been through hell. But we can't do something like this on our own. We don't have the power, we don't have the contacts, and we definitely don't have the protection.""We can make it work, Gigi," I said, my voice steady. "We just have to be smart about it.""No, we can't," Gigi said firmly, stepping closer to me. "Not by ourselves. If you really want to pull this off, you need Julian. He's the only person in your life with the kind of reach and resources."I went quiet, looking down at my hands. Th

Gemma.I stared at the photograph of Katia. The basement room was cold and smelled like dust. I forced myself to look right at the guy standing over me."Look, I don't know her like that," I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could. "We bumped into each other downtown a few days ago. Her bracelet fell off. I picked it up, but by the time I turned around, she had already left in a hurry."He didn't speak. He stepped closer, leaning over the small table until his face was inches from mine. “You're lying," he said warningly. "Do you think I'm stupid?""I'm telling you the truth!" He grabbed the top of my chair and jerked it forward hard, making the legs scrape aggressively on the floor. My whole body jolted."If you play games with me, you're not walking out of this room alive," he warned. "Do you understand me? Where is she?"I swallowed hard, holding my breath for a second, but I kept my eyes on him. "I am not playing games with you. I kept the bracelet in my bag because I didn't k