“Some interruptions come wrapped in fate’s messy little bow.” By Unknown.April stood at her front door, rubbing her temples and praying the day hadn’t followed her home. All she wanted was ten minutes of peace, maybe a glass of wine, and something unhealthy to shove in her face before curling up in bed. She was exhausted and not in a good way.Granted, the truth had come out, but not before April had to deal with some of the fallout from David and Gail’s wrecking ball. Shareholders and board members had demanded answers. So she’d given them the raw, unpretty truth. David would hold no standing within the company after his latest stunt.She really hoped this was the end of his involvement in her life and in Harringtons. But unfortunately, she doubted it. She may have stopped him from damaging the company from the inside, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to create storms on the outside.As April turned the key in the lock and stepped into the brownstone, she froze.What she hadn’t e
“Some truths sit quietly in the room, pretending not to be ticking time bombs.” By Unknown.April was halfway through a second glass of wine when the knock came at the door again. She was glad her friends were here.She glanced at Noah. “Are you expecting someone?”Poppy, Sophie, and Trent were still sprawled across her living room, laughing over a story from their university days. Trent was in the middle of telling it, and April noticed how he kept glancing at Sophie when he thought she wasn’t looking. Her heart clenched. She really wished Trent would just tell Sophie how he felt. It would break him if she moved on without ever knowing.Noah sat beside her on the couch, one arm resting casually behind her shoulders, his fingers brushing her skin with slow, absent-minded strokes that made it increasingly hard to focus on anything else.Another guest wasn’t part of the plan. Then again, none of this night had been. But her friends. God, her friends, they were her safe space. Her constan
“Life is like a balloon and it only takes one prick for it to pop.” by Unknown.Poppy’s fingers tightened around her wineglass the moment she heard the voice from the hallway.That voice. Max… Please God, let me be wrong.“Hope I’m not crashing the party.”Her breath caught. Her heart slammed into her ribs so hard she felt dizzy. She knew that voice. That voice lived in her memories. That one night where she had let Max Castle make love to her. No, not make love—let’s not make it romantic. She had sex with Max Castle. The night he didn’t even remember her.And then he stepped into the room.Max Castle. She wasn’t wrong. Living and breathing in front of her was the father of her little girl, Jade.Every inch of him was movie-star perfect. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in worn jeans and a T-shirt. His grin was as cocky as ever. His blond hair fell over his forehead just enough to make it look accidental, even though Poppy had learned the hard way. Nothing about Max Castle was ever acci
“A healthy relationship is built on unwavering trust.” By Beau Mirchoff.The door clicked shut behind their last guest, the silence that followed louder than the chatter that had filled the brownstone only moments before.April leaned against the wall, exhaling slowly.Noah slid the deadbolt into place, then turned to face her, his expression unreadable. “You’ve been quiet since Poppy left.”She pushed off the wall and walked to the kitchen, needing something… anything to busy her hands. “It’s been a long day.”“That wasn’t what I asked.” His voice was calm, but firm.April opened the dishwasher and began loading the wine glasses. “I’m fine.”“You’re lying.”That stopped her. She looked over her shoulder, brows arching. “Excuse me?”“You’re not fine. You shut down the second Max walked through the door.”Her stomach twisted. Not because he was wrong. But because he was right.“I didn’t expect him,” she said finally. “You didn’t tell me.”Noah crossed the room, resting a hand on the bac
“Love doesn’t whisper. It roars when you finally stop running.” By Unknown.April stood with her arms around Noah, her cheek pressed against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. It was grounding, steady, the only thing keeping her from coming apart after everything they’d just said and admitted to each other.His hands slid slowly down her back, holding her like she might slip away.She didn’t want to slip away. Not anymore. They still needed to work on a lot, but maybe they were a step closer now.When she tilted her head to look up at him, the look in his eyes stole her breath. Raw. Intense. His pupils dark with something deeper than desire. It was everything they hadn’t said… the pain, the want.And now? They had now, and they had each other.April reached up and kissed him.No teasing. No bravado. Just lips to lips, slow and searching.He kissed her back with an ache that made her toes curl. His hands framed her face like she was the most precious thing he’d ever t
“Some questions aren’t answered in words, but in choices we’re afraid to make.” By Unknown.April shifted against Noah’s chest, her breath still unsteady as his fingers traced slow, featherlight circles along the length of her spine. They were tangled together in the warm cocoon of her sheets, limbs draped over each other, surrounded by the kind of silence that only followed a high so intense, it left your bones loose and your heart exposed.She let herself breathe. Just for a second.Then she said it again. “Did you hear me? You forgot to use a condom. This is becoming a really bad habit.”He stilled, his hand pausing mid-stroke against her back. “Shit. I know. I’m sorry.” He sighed. “But I’d just like to point out, there are two of us in this. You could have reminded me as well.”She didn’t argue. She wasn’t angry exactly, but concern churned low in her stomach. They couldn’t keep rolling the dice. This was the third time. “I’ll make birth control my problem, then,” she murmured. “I’
“We carry the weight of our what-ifs like glitter on skin—beautiful and impossible to ignore.” By Unknown.Three weeks laterApril stared at her reflection in the floor-length mirror, absently adjusting one of her diamond earrings for the fourth time.From behind, Noah’s reflection appeared in the mirror. “You look like a goddess, but if you twist that earring again, it might surrender.”She rolled her eyes, but the small laugh she gave wasn’t quite as full as it normally would’ve been. “Just making sure it’s secure.”“You’ve made sure three times.” Noah stepped closer, slipping his hands around her waist. “Is something bothering you?”April leaned back against him, grateful for his warmth, his steady presence. “Not really. It’s just that tonight will be the first time I will be reprocessing Harrington’s.”He lowered his lips to her shoulder, pressing a soft kiss against her exposed skin. “Auctions, it’s just a fancy excuse for rich people to buy overpriced things they don’t need and p
If I was meant to be controlled, I would have come with a remote. Quote by no idea?Noah glared at the frail old man standing before him, leaning on his cane heavily. “Let me get this straight. You want me to marry your seventeen-year-old daughter?” April had come along late in the old man’s life. He had been in his 60s when April had been born.Her mother had caused a scandal by running off with the gardener when April was only 3 months old. Gail had only been in her early twenties at the time of April’s birth. She had been a city girl. Living in the country with an older husband and a baby may not have been the life she signed up for or thought she would be getting. Everyone believed she had been in it for the money. But hadn’t been able to stomach it in the end when a younger, sexy man had been available.There was no doubt in everyone’s mind that William Harrington would have had April’s DNA tested after that.It only proved she was the true heiress to the Harrington family becaus
“We carry the weight of our what-ifs like glitter on skin—beautiful and impossible to ignore.” By Unknown.Three weeks laterApril stared at her reflection in the floor-length mirror, absently adjusting one of her diamond earrings for the fourth time.From behind, Noah’s reflection appeared in the mirror. “You look like a goddess, but if you twist that earring again, it might surrender.”She rolled her eyes, but the small laugh she gave wasn’t quite as full as it normally would’ve been. “Just making sure it’s secure.”“You’ve made sure three times.” Noah stepped closer, slipping his hands around her waist. “Is something bothering you?”April leaned back against him, grateful for his warmth, his steady presence. “Not really. It’s just that tonight will be the first time I will be reprocessing Harrington’s.”He lowered his lips to her shoulder, pressing a soft kiss against her exposed skin. “Auctions, it’s just a fancy excuse for rich people to buy overpriced things they don’t need and p
“Some questions aren’t answered in words, but in choices we’re afraid to make.” By Unknown.April shifted against Noah’s chest, her breath still unsteady as his fingers traced slow, featherlight circles along the length of her spine. They were tangled together in the warm cocoon of her sheets, limbs draped over each other, surrounded by the kind of silence that only followed a high so intense, it left your bones loose and your heart exposed.She let herself breathe. Just for a second.Then she said it again. “Did you hear me? You forgot to use a condom. This is becoming a really bad habit.”He stilled, his hand pausing mid-stroke against her back. “Shit. I know. I’m sorry.” He sighed. “But I’d just like to point out, there are two of us in this. You could have reminded me as well.”She didn’t argue. She wasn’t angry exactly, but concern churned low in her stomach. They couldn’t keep rolling the dice. This was the third time. “I’ll make birth control my problem, then,” she murmured. “I’
“Love doesn’t whisper. It roars when you finally stop running.” By Unknown.April stood with her arms around Noah, her cheek pressed against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. It was grounding, steady, the only thing keeping her from coming apart after everything they’d just said and admitted to each other.His hands slid slowly down her back, holding her like she might slip away.She didn’t want to slip away. Not anymore. They still needed to work on a lot, but maybe they were a step closer now.When she tilted her head to look up at him, the look in his eyes stole her breath. Raw. Intense. His pupils dark with something deeper than desire. It was everything they hadn’t said… the pain, the want.And now? They had now, and they had each other.April reached up and kissed him.No teasing. No bravado. Just lips to lips, slow and searching.He kissed her back with an ache that made her toes curl. His hands framed her face like she was the most precious thing he’d ever t
“A healthy relationship is built on unwavering trust.” By Beau Mirchoff.The door clicked shut behind their last guest, the silence that followed louder than the chatter that had filled the brownstone only moments before.April leaned against the wall, exhaling slowly.Noah slid the deadbolt into place, then turned to face her, his expression unreadable. “You’ve been quiet since Poppy left.”She pushed off the wall and walked to the kitchen, needing something… anything to busy her hands. “It’s been a long day.”“That wasn’t what I asked.” His voice was calm, but firm.April opened the dishwasher and began loading the wine glasses. “I’m fine.”“You’re lying.”That stopped her. She looked over her shoulder, brows arching. “Excuse me?”“You’re not fine. You shut down the second Max walked through the door.”Her stomach twisted. Not because he was wrong. But because he was right.“I didn’t expect him,” she said finally. “You didn’t tell me.”Noah crossed the room, resting a hand on the bac
“Life is like a balloon and it only takes one prick for it to pop.” by Unknown.Poppy’s fingers tightened around her wineglass the moment she heard the voice from the hallway.That voice. Max… Please God, let me be wrong.“Hope I’m not crashing the party.”Her breath caught. Her heart slammed into her ribs so hard she felt dizzy. She knew that voice. That voice lived in her memories. That one night where she had let Max Castle make love to her. No, not make love—let’s not make it romantic. She had sex with Max Castle. The night he didn’t even remember her.And then he stepped into the room.Max Castle. She wasn’t wrong. Living and breathing in front of her was the father of her little girl, Jade.Every inch of him was movie-star perfect. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in worn jeans and a T-shirt. His grin was as cocky as ever. His blond hair fell over his forehead just enough to make it look accidental, even though Poppy had learned the hard way. Nothing about Max Castle was ever acci
“Some truths sit quietly in the room, pretending not to be ticking time bombs.” By Unknown.April was halfway through a second glass of wine when the knock came at the door again. She was glad her friends were here.She glanced at Noah. “Are you expecting someone?”Poppy, Sophie, and Trent were still sprawled across her living room, laughing over a story from their university days. Trent was in the middle of telling it, and April noticed how he kept glancing at Sophie when he thought she wasn’t looking. Her heart clenched. She really wished Trent would just tell Sophie how he felt. It would break him if she moved on without ever knowing.Noah sat beside her on the couch, one arm resting casually behind her shoulders, his fingers brushing her skin with slow, absent-minded strokes that made it increasingly hard to focus on anything else.Another guest wasn’t part of the plan. Then again, none of this night had been. But her friends. God, her friends, they were her safe space. Her constan
“Some interruptions come wrapped in fate’s messy little bow.” By Unknown.April stood at her front door, rubbing her temples and praying the day hadn’t followed her home. All she wanted was ten minutes of peace, maybe a glass of wine, and something unhealthy to shove in her face before curling up in bed. She was exhausted and not in a good way.Granted, the truth had come out, but not before April had to deal with some of the fallout from David and Gail’s wrecking ball. Shareholders and board members had demanded answers. So she’d given them the raw, unpretty truth. David would hold no standing within the company after his latest stunt.She really hoped this was the end of his involvement in her life and in Harringtons. But unfortunately, she doubted it. She may have stopped him from damaging the company from the inside, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to create storms on the outside.As April turned the key in the lock and stepped into the brownstone, she froze.What she hadn’t e
“Blood may bind us, but truth is what sets us free.” By Unknown.April stepped off the elevator at Harrington HQ and immediately felt the tightness in her chest. Each foot step echoing louder than the last. She should’ve been walking tall, chin up, power radiating off her like it normally did when she wore this suit, the ink-black one with razor-sharp tailoring that made her feel invincible.But inside, she was on a rollercoaster. She felt like an unsure eighteen old again. She needed to be better. She needed to do better for herself and for her father. Today was going to be tough after the media release on her mother.She paused outside the glass corridor, inhaled deeply, and set her shoulders. I can do this. I’ve survived worse. She told herself. I can survive him.She spotted Neil immediately, standing by her office door like a sentry.He wasn’t just waiting. He was guarding.“What is it?” she asked, voice low but steady.Neil’s face was calm, but the flicker in his eyes gave it aw
The smell of espresso and fresh toasted bread filled the kitchen the next morning. There had been no time for more because they had overslept. April grinned at the reason they had overslept. Noah had been… hungry for her during the night.April sat barefoot at the breakfast bar, wearing Noah’s crisp button-down shirt. She sipped her coffee while scrolling through her emails to check for any urgent tasks that needed attention that morning. Although she had showered and washed her hair, she had not yet put on her work clothes. She had always fantasized about wearing one of his business shirts as a nightie or robe.Noah stood at the stove, shirtless and smug, flipping pancakes like a man who had absolutely no shame in how good he looked, half-naked in a domestic setting.She didn’t trust it.“What?” he asked, catching her watching him with narrowed eyes.“You’re being weird.” He was a jackass. She just needed to figure out if he was her jackass.“I’m making pancakes.”“Exactly. You made s