Serena’s POVI stand in the doorway of our bedroom, watching Bill move carefully, peeling his shirt off like every muscle in his body aches. The bruises are worse than I thought—deep purples and sickening reds blooming across his ribs, stretching over his side like reminders of how close we came to
Bill’s POVSerena is beneath me, breathless, skin flushed, her eyes dark with something wild and unrestrained. She’s still catching up to the shift in control, the way I’ve pinned her to the mattress, keeping her right where I want her. Her wrists are locked in my grip above her head, fingers curlin
Serena My husband Bill and his beautiful assistant Doris are laughing and eating like they're on a first date. But the joke is on me... I'm here, Bill's wife, watching them from across the room, tending to my flat belly where a little life is now living. Of course, Bill doesn’t know about the ba
Serena’s POV It’s funny how adrenaline can make you forget pain for a bit. As I leave the hotel, my left knee starts to sting again. “Well, at least, I’m out of there,” I mumble. I still hear the commotion inside. Bill's family is checking on Doris. Wow, they're overreacting. She only fell — it'
Serena’s POV I thought Bill actually cared about my leg for a second there, but nope, he's back to being a total dickhead. "I tripped outside the hotel and —," I begin. “You know what, it doesn't matter. Just go say you’re sorry to Mom and Doris,” he says, not even letting me finish. And he's do
Bill’s POV I find myself staring at the door, just waiting for Serena to come into our room. The truth is, I didn't actually need to work on the Johnson and Haines proposal. I just needed a reason to get Serena to stop bringing up divorce. But now, here I am, typing away on my laptop, rewriting th
Bill’s POV No wonder Calvin wants to get out of Mom’s house. Aunt Claire and Doris are here. Calvin has always been an introvert. Dealing with gossip, especially the kind involving women, has never been his cup of tea. Meanwhile, I can handle it better than him. The women are already enjoying a
Serena’s POV Why does Elena always see me as the villain, no matter what I do? Angry, I slam the phone on the bed after hanging up on Bill. It lands with a muffled thud, bouncing twice on the soft duvet. Thankfully, it doesn't hit the floor and break. Bill's mom bad-mouthing me just makes me hate
Bill’s POVSerena is beneath me, breathless, skin flushed, her eyes dark with something wild and unrestrained. She’s still catching up to the shift in control, the way I’ve pinned her to the mattress, keeping her right where I want her. Her wrists are locked in my grip above her head, fingers curlin
Serena’s POVI stand in the doorway of our bedroom, watching Bill move carefully, peeling his shirt off like every muscle in his body aches. The bruises are worse than I thought—deep purples and sickening reds blooming across his ribs, stretching over his side like reminders of how close we came to
Stevie’s POVI don’t know if I want to kiss him or kill him.Probably both.Calvin Lancaster has a death wish, and he drags me down with him every single time. I should be furious. I am furious. But my hands are already on his chest, fingers pressing into his skin, tracing over the steady rise and f
Calvin’s POVThe steady beep of a heart monitor pulls me out of the thick, foggy darkness. My body feels heavy, my limbs sluggish. There’s a dull ache in my ribs, a sharp pain in my side, and a slow throbbing in my head. For a second, I don’t remember where I am.Then it all comes back.The explosio
Bill’s POVCollin doesn’t let go of me.His tiny hands fist into my shirt, his small body pressed so tight against mine it’s like he’s trying to disappear inside me. His breath is uneven, shaky, catching on little silent sobs. Every few seconds, I feel him tremble, his body still reacting even thoug
Bill’s POVSterling smirks, his grip steady on the gun, his expression calm. Too calm. His finger rests lightly on the trigger, like he has all the time in the world. He enjoys this. The fear. The tension. The power.“If I can’t win,” he says, slow and deliberate, “then neither do you.”Collin is fr
Calvin’s POVTime is slipping through my fingers.I can feel it. Every second Collin is gone is a second closer to Sterling disappearing for good.I grip the edge of my desk, staring at the screen James pulled up. The last trace of Sterling’s location blinks in red—just outside the city. He’s on the
Serena’s POVCollin’s name is already tearing out of my throat before I realize I’m screaming.I run through the house, heart pounding, breath sharp and uneven. The walls blur past me as I shove open doors, check under tables, search every possible place he could be hiding.Nothing.His toys are sca
Bill’s POVThe world tilts violently when I open my eyes.The air is thick with dust and smoke, curling through the wreckage, filling my lungs with something acrid. My ears are ringing so loud that I can’t hear anything else—no sirens, no voices, nothing but that high-pitched whine drilling into my