After Dating Julian Vance For 6 Years Novels & Stories

"Julian Park is legally restored. The proxy shares have been placed into a charitable trust in your name. You never have to answer to anyone again." Julian turned in Adrian’s arms, wrapping his hands around Adrian’s neck, looking up into those fierce, steel-gray eyes that had protected him from the dark. "I don't want to be Dax Vance anymore, Adrian," Julian whispered gently. "I know," Adrian replied, his thumb tracing the curve of Julian’s cheek with exquisite tenderness. "Dax Vance was a weapon we built to break your cage. But Julian... Julian is the man I fell in love with." Julian’s heart swelled with a deep, radiant warmth that erased every lingering shadow of the past five years. He le

Three years into my marriage to Vivian Rhodes, I've suffered three separate accidents. In the first year, my art studio mysteriously catches fire, and a falling easel crushes both of my hands. In the second year, I am involved in a car accident that damages my reproductive system, leaving me infertile. In the third year, I am attacked and suffer a severe head injury. When I wake up, I develop serious vision problems. The doctor tells me that my corneas are severely damaged and infected. To save my life, they have to remove one of my eyes. Devastated, I chase the doctors and nurses out of my room and flee from the hospital. But then I overhear my wife talking to her best friend, H

Charles Vance—founder of Vance Dynamics, global defense and biotech pioneer, and Julian’s estranged father. Julian’s hand froze for a single fraction of a second over the spectrometer terminal before resting flat against the console. He didn't turn around immediately. He simply saved the dataset, unclipped his lab coat, and stood up with deliberate, unhurried grace. "You're out of your jurisdiction, Charles," Julian said, his dark voice dropping into a register colder than the liquid nitrogen cooling the NMR magnet. "I go where the innovation is, son," Dr. Vance replied smoothly. His voice carried the same rich, commanding depth as Julian’s, but stripped of all warmth.

"Julian Vance? He retired from active property development five years ago to manage his private estate in Scotland." "He returned to London three weeks ago," Ethan stated, keeping his voice completely even. "According to our municipal intelligence, Lord Vance personally funded twenty percent of the trust’s fresh capital pool. In exchange, he demanded a permanent voting seat on the urban renewal evaluation board." Amelia looked out the window at the passing grey streets, her voice soft but steady. "Harrison Vance lost everything because he tried to destroy my father and steal Alexander’s company. Does Julian hold a grudge?"

“Judith said Pierce or Price.” “She did.” “Please tell me you called her and told her she deserves a gold star.” “I’ll put it on my list.” I leaned back in my chair. “Where has Vanessa been?” “Several places. She left Westbridge six years ago, worked briefly for a firm in Indiana, and later established a consulting business under her married surname.” “Pierce?” “Yes. She married four years ago. Divorced last year, but kept the name professionally.” “So she didn’t actually disappear.”

Vivian Langford and I had been secretly together for five years. Everyone else thought we were bitter business rivals. Then, at a mutual friend's pre-wedding party, the groom came up with a game. Every single woman was blindfolded while the single men walked past. Each woman had to pick the man whose scent she liked best and claim him as her date for the day. I deliberately slowed down when I reached Vivian and paused in front of her for half a second. But when the blindfold came off, the man in her arms was Julian Rourke—her childhood sweetheart, her first love. "Damn, Vivian! Out of all those men, you grabbed Julian in one shot. Even fate thinks you two belong together!" Julian's eyes

"Adrian Holt does not love you. He doesn't care about you. To him, you are a clever piece of tail he can bend over his desk while his family buys up half the coast! If he finds out who you really are—if he finds out your name isn't Elizabeth and that your resume is built on a stack of forged papers—he will ruin you. He will put you in a federal cell and let your mother rot in a public ward!" Tears burst from my eyes, hot and scalding against the freezing morning air. "I know! I know that!" "Then do your damn job!" Julian barked, shaking me once before throwing my arm back down. "I didn't pull you out of the gutters of the city and pay off your mother's medical bills so you could play house w

Danice blinked. Was he referring to their meeting at Mr. Kingstone’s mansion? She had been his model for a week as part of their deal to obtain the recommendation letter. It wasn’t difficult to remember someone she had interacted with, especially, when it was Julian. Though she was honestly surprised that Julian even remembered her name. In the past, he hadn’t even remembered the name of the woman he had been married to for ten years. Danice lowered her gaze, forcing those long-buried memories down.

"Over ten years as a person. Eight months as a couple. But what has that got to do with anything?" "And in all that time, did Julian ever mention his previous relationships?" "He definitely dated people in college and after, but all that doesn't matter." Trevor smiled, but it wasn't friendly. "Elena, Julian Gray dated my sister for two years. They were supposed to get married three years ago." My stomach dropped. "That's not possible." "Her name is Sarah Richardson. They met in graduate school and started a tech company together four years ago. Very successful, very profitable."

” I began suffocating from all the tears I had shed as I broke down, taking a seat on the floor. My relationship with Julian began when I was nineteen. I was introduced to him through his sister Velma, who was my best friend in college. Velma and I attended Brillantmont University together. Due to distance and saving of money,I mostly spent my short vacations in their mansion, serving as a company to Velma and stealing glances at Julian whenever I could. Velma was a product of the extramarital affairs of Mr. Walker but she lost her mom in a miserable accident. A devastating shock arrived when I learned that Julian and Gwen were set to marry. At the same time, I was also in a forced relations