Karen’s POV The day had finally arrived, Jordie's birthday. I had been planning this surprise party for weeks, and I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she walked into the room. The kids, Paris and Austin, were bubbling with excitement, and I could tell they were having a hard time keeping the secret.As we waited for Jordie to arrive, I couldn't help but think about our past. The struggles i had faced when I first arrived at New York on the streets of the cold allies. It was a miracle that I meant Jordie that night. There were tugs running in the ally and I didn’t know. The kids where coming and I couldn’t afford the money for a hospital so I just slumped down on the side and hold that death would just take me once and for all cause the pain was too unbearable for me and I just couldn’t.I wanted to stay alive to give birth to my kids but the pain of everything was just too much. Liam wasn’t willing to give it a rest and still chased after me and after smuggling into dif
Devon’s POV I stood outside the office building, taking a deep breath before pushing open the door. I had been dreading this moment for weeks, but I knew I had to do it. I had to get back on my feet, and this was the first step.As I walked up to the reception desk, the receptionist looked up at me with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "You're back," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I didn't think you'd actually show up after yesterday's... performance."I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I remembered my attempt to persuade her to let me see Karen. "Yeah, I'm here to start work as the errand boy," I said, trying to sound confident.The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "You're the one who was trying to sweet-talk me into getting you an interview with Karen, aren't you?" she said, her tone accusatory.I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, that was me."The receptionist shook her head. "I'll let Mr. Greg know you're here," she said, picking up the phone.A few minut
Devon's pov.Her long black hair descended down her back and the others covered her face. “Gemini?”The words left my mouth before I could even register it.Greg was first to turn and this hissed in frustration before hurriedly walking to Karen's office. Meanwhile, Gemini turned slightly glancing at me for a moment and I saw something flicker in her eyes–amusement.She walked past my desk before entering Karen's office. What was she doing here? As if it wasn't bad enough that I'd met Karen and now Gemini too. After Grey Tech fell, the entire members scattered and well I didn't hear from Gemini days later. She had said the previous day before then that she was in her way but after waiting for her for hours, it was clear that she had completely abandoned the ship just like the others. Gemini was a smart woman despite how shaken age always was. After everything that happened in Grey Tech she soon took the position as manager in Lex Operate faster than I expected. It was normal to th
KAREN'S POV “Hello little betrayer, are you sure you still want to get on with this marriage, cause trust me, you’d regret it.” I still heard the words of the man I was supposed to call husband very soon ringing in my ears. Once, Devon Grey had loved me, now… now, what he felt for me was something even stronger than hate, it was a twisted kind of love, a love that enjoyed seeing me in pain – and all because he thought I betrayed him. I Stared into the mirror, my eyes scanning the face that stared back at me. It was that of a very beautiful young girl with pale milky skin, and a heart-shaped face dominated by large blue eyes, framed by long dark lashes. I blinked, and for some unknown reason, my eyes filled with tears.I was getting married to the rich and powerful Devon Grey, a man I was hopelessly, madly in love with, and yet I was frightened of him. Lately, he had been accusing me of betraying him, and I could not understand what I had done to make him think I could ever b
DEVON'S POV My heart turned cold as I listened to the sound of her pretentious cry. I felt my lips curve up in a wry smile – females! They were all the same, none of them were worthy of love, they could each be bought at the right price. I had been a fool to think Karen was any different, I had been drawn to her innocent looks and wide eyes. She seemed so kind, selfless and naïve, I had wanted to shelter her from every harmful thing in the world. I had willingly let down all my standards because of her, and in that time, it seemed the right thing to do. Looking back now, I could only see what a fool I was. Anger was a bitter taste at the back of my throat as I smiled again. It was ironic, I, Devon Grey, the most feared man in the country had been played for a fool, and all it took was the innocent looks of a nineteen year – old girl to fool me. At exactly 9:00 pm, the door opened, and Karen Desantis, my fiancé and soon to be wife stepped in. I could not deny her beauty.
KAREN'S POVThe rest of the party was a blur. All I was aware of was Devon’s accusation. And then, before I could even stop to breathe, the party was already over, and everyone was leaving. I wanted to call them back, to beg them to stay. Something told me the only reason I had not yet faced the full anger of my powerful fiancé was because his guests were present. What would Devon do when everyone left? My heart was thudding violently against my chest as he ushered the last one of the guests out, and then, he was dragging me - - into a room I had never been before. He turned on the lights, something low and smoky, like the kind of lights one would see in a night club, but it was only when my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room that real fear entered my eyes. The room was a bedroom - - of some sorts. The bed itself was covered in black sheets, with black pillows. All around the bed, and hanging from the ceiling were various torture equipment - - or bondage toys. Was this D
KAREN'S POVAfter I was sure Devon had gone, I buried my face in the all black pillow and wept. This was what my life was to become. Devon hated me, and yet he had asked me to marry him. The smart thing for me to do would be to call off our engagement – the smart thing, not the wise thing. Everyone knew that no woman ever broke up with the Grey’s and lived to tell the story. You didn’t walk away from a Grey, you waited until they got tired of you and chose to discard you. The twisted thing about it all was that I was not sure Devon would ever get tired of me. He did not love me of course, and would never love me again, but he still enjoyed keeping me around only so that he could torment me. My life was doomed. The only thing I could do now to be free was to get broken faster, to allow him break my heart to a million pieces, till he get bored with me and chose to let me go. I wondered if he might ever really chose to let me go, he might just decide to keep me there as a po
Karen PovI could never have imagined that my life would fall apart as fast as it had, but here I stood on the edge of a cliff staring into a chasm of hopelessness. Everything started to meld together-the fragments of some sort of nightmare I couldn't wake up from. Stephan's betrayal haunted my conscious mind every second, and his touch lingered on my skin like some stain I couldn't scrub off. And Devon. Poor Devon. Of all the terrifying transformations, Devon's was the most terrifying. My protector had been my protector but now was my jailer. His eyes were darker now, dark with something with which I couldn't name.They longer softened when their gazes met mine. Gone was the warmth that used to attract me toward him; instead, it had just frozen into coldness and replaced itself with steely determination against which I could not break, however hard I tried. He barely listened-I pleaded with him to-and everything I attempted to say to him, to explain how shattered I felt inside, was
Devon's pov.Her long black hair descended down her back and the others covered her face. “Gemini?”The words left my mouth before I could even register it.Greg was first to turn and this hissed in frustration before hurriedly walking to Karen's office. Meanwhile, Gemini turned slightly glancing at me for a moment and I saw something flicker in her eyes–amusement.She walked past my desk before entering Karen's office. What was she doing here? As if it wasn't bad enough that I'd met Karen and now Gemini too. After Grey Tech fell, the entire members scattered and well I didn't hear from Gemini days later. She had said the previous day before then that she was in her way but after waiting for her for hours, it was clear that she had completely abandoned the ship just like the others. Gemini was a smart woman despite how shaken age always was. After everything that happened in Grey Tech she soon took the position as manager in Lex Operate faster than I expected. It was normal to th
Devon’s POV I stood outside the office building, taking a deep breath before pushing open the door. I had been dreading this moment for weeks, but I knew I had to do it. I had to get back on my feet, and this was the first step.As I walked up to the reception desk, the receptionist looked up at me with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "You're back," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I didn't think you'd actually show up after yesterday's... performance."I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I remembered my attempt to persuade her to let me see Karen. "Yeah, I'm here to start work as the errand boy," I said, trying to sound confident.The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "You're the one who was trying to sweet-talk me into getting you an interview with Karen, aren't you?" she said, her tone accusatory.I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, that was me."The receptionist shook her head. "I'll let Mr. Greg know you're here," she said, picking up the phone.A few minut
Karen’s POV The day had finally arrived, Jordie's birthday. I had been planning this surprise party for weeks, and I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she walked into the room. The kids, Paris and Austin, were bubbling with excitement, and I could tell they were having a hard time keeping the secret.As we waited for Jordie to arrive, I couldn't help but think about our past. The struggles i had faced when I first arrived at New York on the streets of the cold allies. It was a miracle that I meant Jordie that night. There were tugs running in the ally and I didn’t know. The kids where coming and I couldn’t afford the money for a hospital so I just slumped down on the side and hold that death would just take me once and for all cause the pain was too unbearable for me and I just couldn’t.I wanted to stay alive to give birth to my kids but the pain of everything was just too much. Liam wasn’t willing to give it a rest and still chased after me and after smuggling into dif
Karen’s POV Being the biggest in the business world all over the globe might come out as flashy but really it wasn’t as easy as it looked. After leaving the Chicago for good all I could do was hover around the street until a Mrs Jordie stumbled upon me and took me in. I stepped unto my Bentley parked just outside GlassHouse Inc. and into the car. I still had to check the previous document from the past week but I’d told Greg to keep the organised for me until I had the time to check it. The Asian were calling from left to right and that was enough case on my plate. Work was so busy thanks to my personal assistant who decided to bail after getting pregnant in a blink of an eye. I started the car engine but just before I could move, Grey appeared on the other side of the glass and I lowered the window waiting for him to speak. “The man from earlier ma’am, he called saying you granted a position for him. “Greg was loyal and alway making sure to confirm things twice, I couldn’t sa
Devon's Pov.The moment I pushed open the door to the president's office, my throat went dry. She was there, seated behind a massive desk exuding the same aura she had the yesterday at the auction.My heart thudded inside my chest. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I heard her say icily, her gaze slicing through me as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience. After the brief encounter yesterday, I didn't think it was possible to see her again, I thought that was going to be the last time or at least it'd take a longer while.She looked over at me before returning her gaze back to her system. It was like she didn’t even know me. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My mind reeled. How could she sit there, looking at me, and act like I wasn’t the man she once called her husband? “I’m here for the interview,” I managed to say, forcing my voice to stay even. Her gaze lingered on me for a brief moment before looking back at her system. “I wasn’t aware we were still condu
Devon’s POV It was a threat, his words didn't hold empty warmings, he meant it and I didn't even understand why? What did I have to do with it?O'Hara looked at me, his gaze piercing through me like a knife ready to slice me at any time. “Also, I'd need you to infiltrate GlassHouse Inc., Devon,” he said, pacing back to his desk. “They’ve been too secretive, too calculated. It still doesn't sit well with me. I need someone on the inside. Someone who can uncover what makes them tick and bring that information back to me.”His gaze focused on me, this time with a boring intensity. “And that person is you, Devon.” I frowned, my stomach twisting. “You want me to infiltrate the company? As what—a spy?” He arched a brow. “Call it whatever you like, but yes. There’s a job opening for a personal assistant to the president. You’ll apply, ace the interview, and secure the position. From there, you’ll learn their business secrets—every negotiation, every partnership, every weakness.” I
Devon's Pov The evening air was cool and carried a faint scent of rain as I exited the auction house. My steps were heavy, every echo against the pavement a stark reminder of my failure. Karen was alive—alive and thriving. I should have felt relief, joy even, but the cold indifference in her eyes, the sheer lack of emotion in her voice, had turned my victory into ashes. I hailed a cab and gave the driver my address, leaning my head against the window as the city blurred into streaks of light and shadow. My mind churned with memories of Karen, her sudden reappearance, and the venom dripping from Liam’s words. “She doesn’t want you, Devon. She never did.” Her words had cut deep but not as deeply as the icy gaze on her fame and the cold demeanor she carried. I spent five dreadful years looking for her, sacrificing pieces of myself along the way, just for her but all that was gone because the woman I loved was now a stranger. The cab pulled up in front of the auction building an
Devon's POVThe entire room was frozen and in complete silence as all eyes turned. The silence was so deafening that one could almost hear a pin drop.Karen's voice was clear and deliberate and pierced through the tension of the room. My breath caught in my throat and my throat ran cold as I saw her.“Thirty million dollars. “ She repeated, her voice echoing in my ears.The auctioneer blinked, visibly taken aback by the huge amount gap but he was quick to recover.“Thirty million dollars! Do I hear thirty-five million?” But the room had gone still. No one dared to challenge her bid.Who would, it was an insane price for just a mere artifact despite its value. I couldn’t move. My gaze was locked on Karen as she lowered her sunglasses, revealing the same piercing eyes I’d thought about every night for the past five years. Her expression was calm, almost emotionless, as if she hadn’t just dropped a fortune without hesitation. “Going once…going twice…” The auctioneer’s voice filled
Devon's Pov. The evening arrived faster than I expected. I spent most of the day pacing my apartment, nerves twisting in my stomach like a coiled spring. Every second that ticked by was a reminder of the stakes. I couldn’t fail—not this time.My eyes met the wall clock and as it an alarm rang in my head. I had an hour left before midnight and that was all the time I had to get the artifacts. I quickly bolted into the bathroom, I showered quickly, the water was cold on my skin beating at my back as if preparing me for what I was about to face. I finished up in the next ten minutes and was out. I fished out a suit from my wardrobe. The suit was an old one, slightly outdated but the only one I had left with me and still it was a little oversized. I brushed off the faint hint of dust from the shoulders and threw it on it the next minute. It wasn't glamorous but it was the most expensive looking I had. The auction was going to be filled with a lot of fancy men and women of high standin