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
"Kiki, tonight Daddy will watch the stars with you.""Kiki, be a good girl and take your medicine.""Kiki..."..."Dad, Mom..." I reached out for them, but my hands were pinned down, and I heard a familiar voice calling, "Kiki, Kiki, wake up, wake up..."I felt two hands gently cup my face.Hayden's anxious face came into focus. His thumb brushed softly across my cheek. "Kiki, it's me."It was Hayden.I was finally pulled out of the heartbreaking dream, but as reality set in, the pain only got worse.I bit down on my lip, so hard I could taste the metallic tang of blood.In the next second, Hayden pried my mouth open. "Kiki, stop. Don't hurt yourself. Please, listen to me..."His voice kept calling my name, but all I could see were my parents' faces."Ah!" I screamed again.Hayden pulled me into his arms, and I collapsed against his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.I pounded my fists against him, but no one could understand the depth of my pain, how much I just wanted to
Why was Wayne calling me so late?I frowned as Hayden added, "He's sent you a few messages, too."I still felt groggy as he handed me the phone. Everything was a blur, and I was too drained to think straight. Hayden gave me a reassuring look and said, "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."I hesitated, my thumb hovering over the screen, unsure whether to pick up. Before I could decide, the call went to voicemail on its own.I took the phone and opened the messages. They were the ones from earlier this morning that I hadn't read—all still marked as unread:[Rea, can we meet up?][Rea, there's something I'm not sure if I should tell you.][Rea, please reply when you see this.]He'd sent those in the morning, and there were two more from the afternoon:[Rea, I'm waiting for your reply.][Rea, are you really busy?]Seeing them all lined up, I could practically feel Wayne's anxiety.He'd been waiting for me to respond all day. Whatever he was debating whether or not to
"Wait, are you planning to ditch Hayden now that you've, uh, had your fun?" Lena asked.I couldn't believe Lena actually thought that about me."Uh, what? Where did that come from?"Lena snorted. "Girl, you drained him like a Capri Sun, and now you're gonna act all innocent?"I blinked, still trying to process. Lena pointed to her neck, then plopped onto my bed, grinning like a cat that got the cream. "Didn't know you had it in you. Guess you unleashed twenty years of pent-up energy on poor Hayden, huh?"I cringed, remembering the hickey I'd purposely left on his neck. "It's not like that, okay—"Lena held up a hand, cutting me off. "Nah, save it."I let out a helpless laugh. True, explaining would only dig me a deeper hole."So, are you feeling better now?" she asked, her tone going from nosy to serious in a split second.I knew what she meant—about the whole thing with my parents' accident.I closed my eyes and stayed silent.Lena sat on the edge of my bed and gave my hand