"Seriously, it was huge!" one of them said, wide-eyed. "Either his girlfriend's got some serious lung capacity, or—""—Or he's just that good in bed, making her all crazy," the other finished with a knowing smirk.I blinked, momentarily speechless. These two definitely knew way too much."You two sure don't miss a thing," I chuckled, though it came out kind of flat."He wanted us to see it. His shirt was practically hanging open," one of them said, nudging her friend. "Right?""Totally. It wasn't just us. Every girl in the company saw it—even the cleaning lady!"I didn't know what to say."Mr. Hart's usually so low-key. He barely leaves his office. But today, it was like he was on a parade or something.""For real. You think he's trying to make a point or something?""Maybe..." The other girl gave a knowing look. "Or maybe he's just crushing any fantasies we might've had about him.""Yeah, like, 'Sorry, ladies, but I'm very taken.'"I couldn't help but be impressed by their
I half-expected to get turned away.Guess dropping Matthew's name still worked like a charm, especially with Thorsten.Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside and was greeted by the sight of an old man with graying hair, moving through slow, deliberate self-defense routines in the middle of the room.He's Thorsten?!I'd done my homework. He wasn't even sixty yet, around the same age as Matthew. In the photos, he looked younger and sharp, but now he seemed to have aged a whole generation beyond Matthew.Even though I'd read everything I could find on Thorsten, it was hard to reconcile that image with the man in front of me, focused on his forms like he was one with the air around him. For a second, I wondered if I'd gotten the wrong guy."So, what do you want?" Thorsten asked, not even pausing his movements, executing each form with precision.That voice left no doubt—it really was Thorsten Drago.Why he looked so different now, I didn't want to guess. I took a deep breath and sa
I couldn't help but wonder if, when no one's around, Matthew secretly enjoyed this kind of pampering too.My mind tended to wander, and in that brief moment, I pictured all sorts of scenarios."Come, have a seat," Thorsten said, motioning to the chair across from him.I walked over, and the attendant immediately poured me water, fussing over me like I was royalty.I wasn't used to being waited on like this, but I reminded myself to just go with it and respect Thorsten's way of doing things."You're not married, are you?" he asked, taking a sip of his tea."No."He smiled. "So, when are you joining the Johnston family?"I was caught off guard. Did he not know that Jace and I had already broken up? And his own son had tried to trick me into becoming his daughter-in-law.I couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if I'd shown up last time as Cole's fiancée. Would Thorsten have blown a gasket?"Not happening," I said bluntly.Thorsten didn't seem fazed. He just let out a
Matthew and Lindey always treated me like family, like I was their own daughter.I knew that. I really did.But ever since I found that contract, it's like there's this constant knot in my chest whenever I'm around them.I just want to untangle it. I want to love them freely and accept their love without holding back.Thorsten chuckled. "Like father, like daughter."I froze. He'd just claimed he didn't remember my dad.So, he was lying to me.And why...My chest tightened as I dug my nails into my palm.Thorsten let out a soft laugh. "It's because Matthew keeps bringing it up. Otherwise, why would I remember someone I met twice, over ten years ago?"My throat tightened. "Why does Matthew keep bringing up my dad?"Thorsten got up. His bodyguard started to move, but Thorsten waved him off. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the lush lawn outside. "What do you think Matthew would say about your dad?"He really knew how to play this game.I had no id
Matthew and Lindey had been like family to me, but I'd been terrified that all that love might've just been a lie.Could I really trust Thorsten's word on this?I knew I shouldn't have been so paranoid, but after losing my parents, it was hard not to be.I wanted to ask more, to get to the bottom of everything, but the words got stuck in my throat. So I'd stayed quiet."You probably didn't know this, but Matthew had a secret stash," Thorsten said, catching me off guard.He chuckled softly. "Relax. It's not what you think. Matthew and I are completely different."I couldn't help but smile a little. So Thorsten did have some self-awareness after all.The internet had been full of gossip about his playboy antics. They said he'd had more girlfriends than he could count, but only one kid—Cole."Matthew and Lindey had a great relationship," I'd said, trying to steer the conversation somewhere safer.Thorsten had laughed again, and I couldn't tell if he'd found me amusing or just nai
"Keira!"Brad flashed me a cheeky grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief.Great. You really can run into jerks anywhere. I forced a smile. "What, did you get yourself in trouble again?"Someone like him wouldn't be here otherwise.He nodded without an ounce of shame. "Yep, driving without a license."That reminded me of him inviting me to his birthday party. He was still underage."Congratulations," I said dryly."Thanks!" he replied, completely ignoring my sarcasm.I had more important things to focus on, so I turned back to the officer, who was still glued to the computer screen. My dad's case must have been too old; they hadn't found anything yet."What are you doing here?" Brad leaned closer, clearly intrigued."Just handling some business," I brushed him off."What kind of business? Need any help? If it's something tricky, I can get someone to assist you," Brad offered, like he was trying to be some kind of hero.I shot him a mocking smile. "You should probably focus o
Brad's six-foot frame practically knocked me over.I stumbled, ready to go off on him, but then Tanya stormed over, her face twisted with rage.For a split second, I thought, 'Wow, she looks awful.' I couldn't believe I'd ever thought she was pretty.I guess it's true what they say: looks can show what's inside. Tanya's heart was twisted and ugly, and now her face matched."Brad Twain, get over here," Tanya barked at Brad."Keira, help me," Brad whimpered from behind me, sounding like a scared little kid.This was getting out of hand."Let go!" I snapped, feeling beyond frustrated."Please, help me!" Brad whined, clinging to me like some kind of human Velcro.I gritted my teeth, lifted my foot, and stomped on his."OW!" He yelped, finally letting go. I wiped my arm like I could scrub off his clinginess and took a step back.But Tanya blocked me again. I shot her a glare. "Move.""I didn't know you could be so heartless," she hissed.I felt my blood start to boil. "Tanya Tw
People like Jace and Tanya only picked on those they thought wouldn't fight back.They treated me like this because my silence and indifference made them think I was an easy target, never realizing it was just because I didn't give a damn.But if they wanted to see me as weak, it was time to show them that even the quietest knife had a sharp edge.My words made Jace's expression darken instantly. "Rea...""Let. Go." I snapped again.But he still held on, his grip tight. "I'm not blaming you. I just... wanted to let you know.""Are you trying to piss me off?" Each word was like a dagger, meant to cut deep. "Save it. I don't want to hear it."Jace's jaw clenched, and a vein pulsed at his temple. He was trying so hard to keep his cool.The way he looked at me... In the past, he would've walked away by now.But today, he didn't. He held my gaze for a moment before finally saying, "The amusement park is opening as planned. I want you to be there."I felt my breath hitch, the refus