Romans & histoires Dot Warner

Dean pov.. I have been with Linda for a long time, but I am in love with Sierra and I want her to be my Luna forever. However, I need Linda to understand that I no longer have feelings for her. It has been a day since I told Linda to stay away, and I know how hurt she must have felt, but I think she needs to move on. I sat by the beach, watching Aria play around. I feel so happy being her father, even if I am not her biological father.

You know I always keep my word. — D

Thinking about Warner’s attitude and the things she had said, Dora pointed at her viciously. The instant Patrick heard that Dora wanted Warner fired, he looked at Warner on reflex, silently asking what she had done. Warner pushed up her black framed glasses and answered evenly, “If Mrs. Wright believes I should be fired for refusing to flatter her, then the company will need to compensate me accordingly.” “Enough,” Patrick cut in quickly. She was still talking? It was one thing for her to be strong willed at work, but did she really have to bring that same energy to the chairman’s mother?

I didn't even know why he disappeared-why he abandoned me, his best friend, everyone who once meant something to him. I gripped the edge of the counter, staring blankly at the bottle of wine in front of me. The only thing keeping me company was the hum of the refrigerator. But I knew one thing for sure: The person I fell in love with all those years ago… was here. Alive. Aaron Warner. The same boy who had once talked of changing the world with wires and screens owned one of the biggest tech companies in the country. The same boy who had once laughed so easily now carried the weight of an empire in his jawline and silence.

It must have cost hundreds of millions of dollars. “Excuse me?” He walked into the locker room and I refused to walk backwards. No man was going to intimidate me—especially one I didn’t know. “You should quit and look for another job. There is no place for a whore like you here.” Suddenly, Derek appeared behind him. It started to make sense. One of them was feeding the other with malicious information about me. The reason was still unknown. “Do I know you?” I asked. He stepped closer, into my personal space to intimidate me but I refused to cower in fear. I may have been broke but I wasn’t a coward.

He chuckles, walks around to his side, and gets in. “So, where to?” “Home, I guess, unless you have somewhere in mind.” “Home is fine.” He starts the car and drives off as my mind replays Vector’s confession over and over. “So, he says you’ve found someone.” “Huh?” “For the position. You’ve found a graphic designer.” “Yeah, I’m sorry. I wasn’t aware.” “It’s fine. I probably wasn’t qualified anyway. I’d have messed up everything.” “You would’ve been great.”

Portland was a distant memory, and I couldn't care less about being there if Dane wasn't a part of it. It had been a few weeks since the night that Dash had attacked me, and Dane had been by my side every step of the way as I healed from the trauma. He had been my rock, my protector, and my confidant, and I had grown to love him more with each passing day.

His body twitched due to the noise, and his sensitive ears perked up. "What the fuck?!" He rasped, looking above his head where the bullet had pierced. Smoke sizzled from the area, and Trevor narrowed his eyes as he glimpsed the green liquid dripping down the glass wall. "wolfsbane." He let out a grunt. He wouldn't have died if the bullet hit him, but he knew he'd be severely injured because wolfsbane was a bane to his kind of specie. Due to the different genes he had in him; he would have collapsed as soon as he was hit but not dead. Trevor was aware it would take a lot of things to kill him off, but he didn't know what yet.

I scowled at her head, wishing I'd said more hurtful things. The car drove past our mansion but one window in particular caught my interest. The window that had caused everything! The window that had brought the death of Oakfalls most loved man. CEO of the largest clothing line and one of the top five in New York. Grimacing, I inwardly said, really feeling the love, I thought with as much sarcasm I could muster.

He was waiting for Eddie to challenge him on it. "I don't doubt that. It's just the first time I'm seeing her. How do I know we can trust her?" I had to admit, Eddie had a point there. Gunnar sighed, "This is Danny's sister," he spared me a glance before a sinful smirk tugged the corner of his lip upward, "and Theo Harper's daughter." I could tell he was enjoying this a little too much. This was a better form of revenge for him than forcing me to work at his architectural firm.