FLORA’S POV "Are you okay?" Alex’s voice pulled me back, gentle and with an edge of concern. I forced a smile, swallowing hard. "Ye… yes, I’m fine," I managed, though my voice betrayed me, trembling slightly. Before I knew it, I had downed the rest of my wine. I caught Alex glancing behind him. I didn't look up to know who it was—Jayden and Melissa were making their way toward us. My heart pounded like it was trying to escape my chest. Please, don’t let Jayden ruin this night. I focused on the champagne bottle, keeping my eyes fixed, hoping they would pass by without stopping. And they did. Jayden and Melissa walked right by, not sparing me even a glance, as if I were a stranger, taking their seats two tables away. I breathed a sigh of relief, releasing the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. When I looked at Alex, he was watching me carefully, eyes narrowed like he could see through every last defense I had put up. “You seem tense, Ms. Roberts. Are you sure you’re alrig
FLORA’S POV Melissa kept staring at Jayden, her eyes practically willing him to pay attention to her, but he seemed oblivious to her looks. Then Alex reached out, leaning forward to help dab at the stain, but I quickly intercepted him, taking it from his hand. “I didn’t mean to ruin your dress,” Melissa said with fake sympathy. I forced a polite smile, refusing to give her the reaction she was looking for. “It’s fine, Ms. Pembroke. Accidents happen.” I turned to the rest of the table. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to use the restroom.” Without waiting for a reply, I hurried toward the restroom, heels clicking on the polished floor as I made my escape. Tonight had just turned disastrous, and I was boiling with rage. Once I got to the restroom, I stared at myself in the mirror, taking deep breaths to calm both my embarrassment and my anger. I wet a paper towel under the faucet and began to blot the stain, muttering under my breath, “Just breathe, Flora. She’s not worth it.” The
ALEX’S POV We were both silent for a while as we got into my car. Flora looked down at her fingers. I knew she was fighting to keep the tears in check, which made me want to hold her and tell her it was alright to let go. Instead, I reached for a handkerchief in the glove compartment and handed it to her quietly. She took it and gave me a grateful look. “Thank you,” she murmured, dabbing at her eyes carefully. I was grateful that I had given Homer the evening off and had driven to Le Jardin myself because of this situation. Now, driving us both home, I would have ample time to think—and unfortunately, all I could think about was what a mess I had created. I deserved a slap on the face for causing her such sadness and embarrassment. I now realized that my whole plan of reuniting Flora with Jayden was not only stupid but impossible, and sitting here with her beside me, I saw how deeply I had miscalculated. I had heard everything Jayden and Flora said in the restroom, and I coul
FLORA’S POV Thank God it’s Saturday. I cracked one eye open and glanced at the clock—it was almost noon. I scrambled up, half-panicked. What? Noon? Sure, it was Saturday, but I still had a ton of work to finish on my designs. Who was I kidding? I needed an excuse to set my eyes on my hot boss. As I hurried toward the bathroom, I couldn’t help but smile, thinking about last night. I had finally opened up to Alex about everything with Jayden. It felt strange, unloading those memories I had usually kept locked up tight, ashamed to recount it especially because of the part I have played. But the way he had listened—no judgment, no pity, just understanding—made me feel lighter than I had in ages. Smiling to myself, I picked up my toothbrush. I needed to freshen up and head over to his mansion—pretending, of course, to work on some designs while waiting for him to come talk with me. Freshly showered and buzzing with energy, I dressed quickly and practically flew out of my room
FLORA’S POV I sat there frozen as Alex and Sasha made their way into the living room. My mother’s gaze darted between Alex and me, her eyes wide and questioning. “Isn’t that Alexander Bennett?” she mouthed, her face clouded with disbelief and curiosity. Before I could even react, Alex was at the table, flashing that million-dollar smile that had my heart stumbling over itself. “Hi,” he said, locking eyes with me in a way that was way too casual for the way he was looking at me. My heart raced, but I managed to snap out of my daze, getting up from my seat. I couldn’t believe he had come all the way here for my birthday. I didn’t know that whatever we had had progressed to this. Sasha took the gift boxes from him and dropped them on the couch, while he extended the bouquet of flowers toward me. “Happy birthday,” he said softly, still smiling, his gaze unwavering. I took the flowers, feeling a little lost for words. Alex looked polished, as always, but there was something abou
FLORA’S POV "Mr. Bennett, would you like to join us for movie night?" my mother asked, completely out of the blue after dinner and the whole birthday celebration. I shot her a glare, but she pretended not to see it, looking as innocent as a saint. Here I was, already feeling a bit unsettled that my boss was here, sitting in on what seemed like our little family gathering—and, annoyingly, his presence had me wet all over. And now, Mom was also asking him to join us for a movie. "Uh, I think Mr. Bennett is a busy man," I started, hoping to save both of us from this awkward scenario. "Nonsense," Alex replied smoothly, flashing that million-dollar smile at my mother. "It’s the weekend, and I would be honored to join you." I stared at him, dumbfounded. Was he really okay with sitting down with three women watching a sappy romance movie? Because that’s all we watch. To escape reality, we choose romantic movies, even the cliché, unrealistic ones. Mom, looking thrilled by his answer
FLORA’S POV I walked back into my room, second-guessing everything. Was this a good idea? My heart raced, and my hands felt clammy, but there was no denying the thrill bubbling beneath my nerves. At least my room was immaculate; all those years at the Kensington estate had drilled tidiness into me. I never left my space messy—a habit that came in handy tonight. The room was dark when I stepped inside. I flicked on my phone’s flashlight, casting a small glow across the space. There was no sign of Alex. My heart jumped. Where was he? I turned slowly, directing the light around the room, but before I could complete a full turn, an arm wrapped firmly around my waist, pulling me back against a warm, solid chest. A hand covered my mouth, silencing the gasp that almost escaped. “Not a sound, flower,” he whispered right against my ear, his breath hot against my neck. A delightful shiver ran down my spine, my body instinctively melting into him as my nerves buzzed with anticipation. “O
JAYDEN’S POV "That is absolutely not happening," I snapped, looking from my mother to Mr. Pembroke, who sat there with his eyes fixed on me, burning with barely contained fury. "I just got out of a marriage. What do you think people are going to say if I jump straight into another one?" Mr. Pembroke's lips tightened as he leaned forward. "Well, you should have thought about that before you knocked my daughter up," he spat back, his tone like cold steel. "I don’t care how you do it, Jayden, but Melissa will be married before this bump is obvious to the world." He cast a withering glance in my direction, making it clear that he expected no arguments. I ran a hand through my hair, muttering, “This was a mistake,” loud enough that I hoped it would echo off the walls and sink into someone’s stubborn skull. My heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest as I paced the room. How did I even get here? Mr. Pembroke stood up and looked around. "I will be waiting for an i
FLORA’S POV Alex left and didn’t return the entire day, leaving me alone to entertain Jayden. Or maybe, to face the chaos going on in my own mind. I had never seen Alex so uneasy, so off-balance, as I did this morning. He had always been the embodiment of control, sharp suits, unreadable expressions, power, and always ten steps ahead. But today, he looked like a man standing on thin ice, waiting for it to crack. His entire aura shifted the moment Jayden showed up. And it made me pity him. I didn’t know what I was feeling; maybe sadness, maybe guilt, maybe something else I didn’t have the language for. It was all tangled. One second, I felt nothing, and the next, it was everything at once. Anger. Shame. Jealousy. Confusion. Jayden’s arrival complicated everything. A few weeks ago, I might have basked in the drama of it all, maybe even felt vindicated. But now, all I saw was a boy broken, humbled, and so clearly lost. Things were about to get a lot messier. That much was clear. And f
ALEX’S POVDave’s house always looked like a never-ending scene from a frat-boy movie: loud music, too much sun, and always women in bikinis. Today was no different. He was in the pool with three blonde bombshells when I arrived. He always liked them blonde. His personal brand, I guess. I walked over and planted my fists on my hips, shaking my head.“Hey, buddy!” he called out, raising his drink with a grin. “Come join us! Give those CEO muscles a break, you look like you need it!”I exhaled sharply. “Tempting, but I’ll pass,” I muttered.Dave turned back to whisper something to the women beside him, probably something ridiculous. I didn’t wait. I turned on my heel and walked toward the house. I wasn’t in the mood for poolside comedy or small talk. Minutes later, he strolled into the kitchen, wrapped in a towel. He took one look at me, and without asking a single question, poured me a drink.“You good?” he finally asked, eyeing me.“What do you think?” I said through clenched teeth.H
ALEX’S POVThe silence that followed was so thick, it practically smothered the room. You could hear a pin drop. Jayden’s eyes darted between me and Flora, uncertainty all over his face. I stood there, dumbfounded. And Flora’s eyes had gone wide like someone had just dropped a live bomb in front of her.“It’s... It’s okay if you can’t let me stay,” Jayden said quickly, his voice faltering. “I mean, you don’t owe me anything… and I—”“Of course, you can stay here,” I cut in, probably too fast.He gave me a look. Skeptical. Like he didn’t believe me. Then his eyes flicked to Flora, like he was checking her reaction too. I couldn’t blame him. But seriously, how could I say no? What kind of father would I be if I turned him away, especially after years of waiting, hoping, and silently begging for a chance like this? Now, he stood here in my living room, shoulders slightly hunched, eyes heavy with something that looked a lot like shame. My son. A grown man now, bruised in ways I recognized
FLORA’S POVOne minute, I was warm and tangled in Alex’s arms, and my body was still humming from the intimacy we had just shared. The next, I was flying through the air. A startled yelp escaped my lips as I landed on the bed with a soft thud. I blinked up at him, completely disoriented.“What the hell, Alex?”“Put something on,” he ordered, already scrambling for his own clothes.I propped myself up on my elbows, watching him with furrowed brows as he pulled on a fresh pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt in record time. He moved like a man preparing for battle.“Why? What’s happening?”He only spared me a glance. “Jayden’s outside. Right now. Standing in front of the gate.”I froze and my stomach flipped. Jayden? Here?Alex was already reaching for his phone to open the gate remotely, leaving me scrambling to process what was happening. A knot of unease formed in my gut as I quickly grabbed my discarded T-shirt from the floor and pulled it over my head. I found my pair of shorts, yanking
FLORA'S POV Warm steam curled around me as I stepped into the shower, behind Alex. He stood under the steady stream of water, his broad back to me, and his hands braced against the wall. His head was bowed, droplets sliding down his skin, tracing the taut muscles of his back. He didn't hear me come in. I took a deep breath and let my robe fall to the floor before stepping in behind him. The moment my palms pressed lightly against his damp skin, his muscles tensed, only for a second, before he sighed and his shoulders relaxed under my touch. I slowly moved to stand in front of him, looking him in the eyes. "Can I join you?" I asked softly with a smile, letting my fingers glide over his damp skin. Alex let out a deep chuckle. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Of course, baby girl,” he murmured. I reached past him for the washcloth, my fingers grazing against his abdomen in the process. His stomach flexed under my touch. “Let me,” I whispered, lathering the cloth wi
FLORA’S POVI hummed softly as my consciousness returned. My eyelids fluttered open, and I took in my surroundings, realizing I was still in Alex’s bedroom, still tangled up in his sheets, still wrapped in his intoxicating scent. But his side of the bed was empty. A small smile crept onto my face as the memories of last night came rushing back. My body still tingled from his touch, from the way he had claimed me over and over again until I could barely breathe.Just as I started to push myself up, the door creaked open, and in walked Alex, carrying a tray. He was shirtless, his chiseled chest and abs on full display. He was wearing only a pair of low-hanging black sweatpants that clung sinfully to his hips. God help me. The sight of him alone made my breath hitch.He smiled as he sauntered over to me. “Good morning, sleeping beauty,” he murmured, setting the tray down before bending to press a lingering, toe-curling kiss against my lips. “Hope you slept well, my flower?”“Good morning,
ALEX’S POV I felt her stiffen in my grip before she slowly stood up, turning to face me. "I don't know, Alex," she whispered. Her voice was barely audible as she sniffed, trying to hold back more tears. "Maybe because you deserve to be happy. And maybe because I don't care about your age. You said I make you happy, so why won't you choose happiness?" Her tears began to spill down her cheeks, and the sight of it tore at my heart. It was unbearable to watch her in pain. She turned away and started to leave. In the next breath, I stood up quickly, reaching out to grab her wrist, pulling her back into my arms. She collapsed against my chest and her body trembled with her sobs. I held her tightly, feeling the warmth of her tears seep through my shirt. I let her cry while my mind swirled with guilt and regret. This was all my fault. Every bit of it was on me. I leaned down, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss on her forehead, hoping to offer some comfort. "Why don't you want me anymore
ALEX'S POV I sighed as I stepped into my dark bedroom. Another night of avoiding Flora. Another night of trying and failing to outrun my own desire. And, just like every other night, I knew how this one would end, with me alone, wrestling with my frustration. I flipped the switch, and light flooded the room, and then... I froze. My breath caught in my throat. I hadn’t escaped her tonight. She was there. Right in the center of my room. Kneeling. Wearing nothing but red lace panties and a matching bra. Her skin glowed under the bright lights. Her hands rested delicately on her lap, her eyes were downcast, and her hair was pulled into a high ponytail, exposing the soft curve of her neck. She looked every bit the perfect submissive. I blinked twice to ensure I wasn’t just imagining her. This could be a cruel trick of my exhausted mind. But when she raised her head and looked at me with those innocent eyes, I knew this was real. She was right here in my room, waiting for me. A war er
JAYDEN’S POV The bright lights from the cameras nearly blinded me as I adjusted the microphone. The room was packed with reporters who were eager to pick apart every word I said. I took a deep breath. This wasn’t just about me; this was about doing what was right. "Good afternoon, everyone. I won’t take much of your time, but I felt it was necessary to come here today and address the speculation surrounding Kensington and my personal life. First, Kensington is facing challenges, and I won’t sugarcoat that. There are a lot of rumors going around, and while I can’t control what is being said, I can tell you this—we are doing everything we can to resolve these issues. We have a strong team working around the clock, and we are fully cooperating with the authorities in every way possible. "Also, I know my name has been dragged into several personal rumors about my past marriage, my relationships, and my choices. So today, I will answer your questions truthfully, once and for all, s