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Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Dinner Time
Aiden's head snapped toward his mother. "What the hell is she doing here?!" he snarled, causing the raven-haired woman to flinch. I wasn't sure what this "fiancé" thing was about, but judging by Aiden's reaction, any kind of relationship with the brunette wasn't his choice.Vivienne Hart frowned. "That was extremely rude of you, Son. Pearla has just flown from Nice, and she wanted to see you. I thought that you'd be happy to see your future wife. She's grown even more beautiful since last summer, is she not?"I could feel Aiden's blood boiling. His chest rose sharply as he sucked in a breath. His hand slid through my back. His fingers curled in my waist before possessively pulling me closer to his side. "Mother, Pearla, this is Charlotte Madison, my girlfriend. I would appreciate it if you stepped aside from the door and let us in." His cold tone froze everything around us, causing both women to stiffen.I wanted to stretch my hand to greet both women, but none seemed eager to acknowl
Last Updated : 2023-06-29Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Knowing
I wasn't sure I was breathing. I flipped the picture, locking my eyes on the details. Julienne's eyes were so bright and vivid, her smile so genuine. Aiden's smile… God… Were they lovers? Were they in a relationship? Had Julienne… loved him? My head started to spin, and I didn't even know how I found myself on the sofa next to Christopher. I knew that he was observing me, but I couldn't take my eyes off Aiden and Julienne. Drawing another breath, I flipped the photo to the back side and read the note again. I wasn't sure why I did it. Perhaps I wanted to make sure that I had read it correctly the first time, or I was secretly hoping it disappeared. Of course, the note was still there… "Yours, whenever you want me," I murmured, and I heard Christopher chuckle. My eyes finally shifted to him. He was rubbing his leg and looking at me. As our eyes met, he gave me a wry smile. "My brother…" He sucked in a breath. "You must have known that Aiden had a lot of women. She probably was one of
Last Updated : 2023-06-29Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Confessing
"He said fucking what?!" Emily shrieked as I told her about everything that happened during the dinner and after."You heard me." I sighed and gulped from my wine glass, deciding that only alcohol could help me put my thoughts in order.She sat beside me on the sofa and turned to face me. "Did he confess to a murder?"I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, Emily?"She shrugged. "Well, you're in a relationship. He trusts you."I drew a deep breath. "He told me he met Julienne at a party organized by Hart Global. They exchanged numbers, but nothing happened between them.""Or so he says," Emily interjected, and I frowned at her."He told me that Julienne had a crush on him, and I believed him. He also said that he used that fact and asked her to check on one of Hart Global's clients for him, knowing that she'd agree. He was working for a Japanese company then, so he didn't have access to Hart Global's files, and he didn't want to ask Caesar or Christopher to avoid a conflict. Julienne violated c
Last Updated : 2023-07-01Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Decision
Michelle's eyes grew wide. Her mouth opened, and she stared at me like that for a moment until her mouth stretched and curved into a grin. "Does the CEO know?"I shook my head, a little surprised that she simply acknowledged that I was working undercover. "No one knows... and it is crucial that it stays this way." I studied her as my heart thundered.She finally nodded. "I won't tell anyone," she promised, raising two fingers. "I swear, I will keep your secret safe."I exhaled, relaxing my stiff shoulders and back. I took a huge risk telling her, but, at least, I no longer had to lie to one person I worked with."So, what's the plan?" She smirked, leaning forward on the table. "Have you gathered any evidence?"I took a deep breath. I had already told her the most sensitive part. There was no sense in hiding the rest of the facts. "My friend is an FBI agent. Julienne contacted him before she died. She said that Hart Global is involved in illegal activity. She was going to get the proof
Last Updated : 2023-07-02Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Negotiations
I stepped back and stood before him, wearing nothing but lace panties and heels. All my embarrassment was drowned in the intoxicating sense of need. My fingers curled around the lapels of his jacket as I tried to break through the thick cloud of my arousal and comprehend what he said. "Live with you?" My voice came out thick and hoarse.He turned silent. The intense blue of his eyes pierced through me, sending a wicked wave of anticipation. He took my hands away from his jacket and shrugged it off his shoulders. Then he lowered himself, kneeling before me. His arms wrapped around my hips the exact moment his mouth found my hardened nipple. I couldn't stop the whimper that built in my throat, and his low growl told me just how much he loved the sound I made. He flickered his tongue over my sensitive skin while his hand slid to my other breast. His touch quickly formed waves of shivers that came and crashed against my aching sex.His mouth moved to the other breast while his hands moved
Last Updated : 2023-07-02Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Home
Aiden's bed was huge and sinfully comfortable. I was glad it was Saturday. Otherwise, I wasn't sure if I would have been able to crawl out on time to get to work. I had yet to see the entire apartment, but the fluttering butterflies in my stomach had already given their judgment—they had given this place a ten out of ten. This bed, the space, the view, and Aiden next to me—it all felt surreal. If this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up anytime soon.My forehead and one cheek were pressed against Aiden's chest. His arms were wrapped around me, and one of his legs was between mine, dangerously close to my poor lady bits. My breasts stroked his abdomen with every breath I took. Luckily, my exhausted body could easily ignore that fact throughout the night… The problem appeared now, as my system regenerated and announced its readiness to play. The awareness kicked off as I slightly shifted and felt Aiden's delicious rigidness rubbing against my belly. My nipples hardened in an instant,
Last Updated : 2023-07-03Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Inner Conflict
I shouldn't be even remotely surprised to hear Aiden's words, and yet I stared at him, wondering if my mind processed the correct data. The news about Dominique didn't bother me. I wasn't fond of him anyway, yet the clear statement that there's a decent amount of illegal business going on among the richest was slightly bewildering. Of course, I wasn't that naïve to consider all people with billions on their accounts decent, but there's a difference between suspecting and hearing that it was the truth. As soon as my brain analyzed Aiden's words, an obvious question appeared.I moved my throat, swallowing the thick knot. "What about Hart Global?" I asked, my voice barely audible. "What about… your father?"Aiden sucked in a deep breath. "Can I trust you?""Of course," I said and the guilt hit me in the gut. He shouldn't trust me, not if he was going to tell me something he wouldn't have told the legal authorities. I hated myself for it. I should have stopped him. I should have told him
Last Updated : 2023-07-04Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Anxiety
I finished the bottle of wine, but the alcohol had zero effect on my system. I was obnoxiously sober—sober and dreadfully nervous. Why did I need to prove my alibi?! I felt that the man who raped me was tormenting me even after his death!When Emily returned to our apartment, I debated whether or not the second bottle of wine would help me regain composure. Once I briefly told her about the call from my father, she made the decision for me, and I had my wine glass full before I fully acknowledged what she was doing. After a moment, we were both sitting on my bed with our backs against the wall and glasses of wine in hand."That Captain Lockwood must be a total nutjob if he suspects you," she grunted in between sipping her wine.I sighed. "I didn't think he liked me even before I accused his son of being a rapist. And I don't think he truly believes that I murdered his son. Perhaps he's only trying—" I cut myself off and cursed. Then I gave Emily a wry smile. "I don't even know what he
Last Updated : 2023-07-06
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Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Always and Forever
Six months later I shifted slightly and felt the pair of strong arms tighten around me. A smile formed on my lips, and I debated whether or not I should open my eyes. A gentle kiss caressed the nape of my neck, and another landed on the side, an inch away from my pulse. A pleasant shiver coursed through my body, and my smile widened. The plush lips moved lower, leaving a searing trail leading to the crook of my neck. I gasped and heard the deep chuckle rumbling in his chest. I would never get tired of this. It was my favorite way to wake up. Twisting my body slowly, I turned around without freeing myself from Aiden's embrace until I could dive into the perfect blue of his irises. "I love you," I whispered. His lips were on mine in less than a second. His tongue darted out, expertly entering me with lush licks. He pushed me to my back, knocking the air out of my lungs as he moved on top of me. "You wear too many clothes," he grunted, breaking the kiss. I raised a brow. "I wear a nig
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Fighting For You
CHARLIEThirty minutes earlierA series of scorching, shallow breaths scratched my throat and windpipe, barely touching my lungs. I definitely wasn't as strong as Kastor said I was. I felt as if I could break apart at any second, and it apparently didn't take much to break me. Leaving me alone, chained to the bed for hours, was more than enough for panic to burst out. I couldn't stand waiting for the unknown, waiting to be raped, beaten, strangled, or God knew what else with no way to defend myself, no way to escape...My mouth was dry, and my stomach growled. The adrenaline kept my system satiated, but now even the hormones weren't enough to restrain my body's natural needs. I was so damn tired and terrified, I could imagine myself begging to be freed. The helplessness I felt was able to easily drive me to insanity.The brief relief that came with Kastor leaving the room just after Christopher's corpse had been removed was long gone. Now I kept staring a
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart I'm Coming For You
AIDENMy father had another stroke. He heard about Christopher's betrayal and his crimes. It surely must have been a massive blow for him. My mother spent most of the time by his bed, and for the first time, I regretted that I couldn't be there too, but there were other, important issues I needed to take care of first.Hart Global Corporation was going down. The news about our warehouses being basically robbed and the frequent shipment to the sponsoring terrorism countries spread faster than a bolt of lightning. The bankruptcy was unavoidable, but I had no time to explain to the shareholders why my half-brother decided to screw them all over and disappear. The fact that people expected me to stand before them and apologize seriously pissed me off, but as the still-acting CEO of the dying company, I was obligated to make an official statement.I should have been elsewhere. I should have been looking for Charlie, but currently, I was about to become a source of entertainment for a large
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Kastor
I spent several hours alone in that windowless room, chained to the wall. Perhaps it was nighttime, but since I had no way to check, I could only judge by the fewer sounds coming through the steel door. Dominique's body had been taken away, but the sickening puddle of his blood on the concrete remained. I could only see the place where I was locked properly once Landon was gone, and even if this place was terrifying, I was relieved when everyone left, locking me in here alone. My prison was a hall, resembling the middle-sized space of an empty warehouse. Since everything inside smelled like a decaying basement, I guessed I had to be somewhere underground. My disgusting space was illuminated by several loosely hanging lightbulbs, giving merely a dim light in a few seemingly random parts of the room, leaving more than a couple of square feet sunk in the darkness. It didn't take long for my mind to craft all kinds of horrifying scenarios as I imagined what or who could be lur
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Twisted Justice
*TRIGGER WARNING* The final paragraphs of this chapter contain a description of violence and physical torture.CHARLIEMy head hurt so much that I was afraid that if I opened my eyes, it might explode. My consciousness returned slowly, and a new wave of different pain reached me just several heartbeats later. I was lying on something hard. There were rough and heavy cuffs around my wrists and ankles. My feet were bare, and I was shivering from the cold. As I inhaled through my nose, I sensed something moist and rotting in the air, which made me scared to open my eyes even more.A not-so-distant rustling sound signaled someone's presence. Someone was watching me. I squeezed in a breath that came out more audible than I expected and opened my eyes. The dark, rusty-metal-like ceiling was the first thing I saw. My "bed" was made of wooden boxes that formed a row next to a dirty, black wall. The thick cuffs on my wrists and ankles were chained to a large ring, sticking out a few inches abo
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Too Late
AIDEN I was making my fourth mental note to punch that Murray fucker as soon as this was all over. He insisted on keeping my detainee status, so I was currently cuffed and sitting in the backseat of his car instead of driving mine at full speed. "You're OK in there?" Murray asked, and I could clearly see the smug smirk in the rearview mirror. Deller was sitting in the front passenger's seat, and, fortunately, he turned out to be more rational than his asshole partner. "Not OK at all," I hissed. "You're too slow, and perhaps you're still not aware, but there are lives on the line!" "We're doing our best, Mr. Hart." Deller glanced at me, twisting his head over his shoulder. "We still need to follow the rules, and we can't just—" "Screw the rules!" I snapped. "Those people we're against follow no rules except for the ones they create! If something happened to Charlie because we were too slow, then I swear to God—" "Shut your mouth, Hart!" Murray roared. "Don't you dare say a word ab
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart My Horror
CHARLIESixty minutes earlierI forced myself to stop crying. I had no time to shed more tears. I needed to focus. Forcing air into my lungs, I stretched my tightened ribcage. Every inch of my insides burned, but I ground my teeth and willed my hand to lower over Kevin's cold body.I closed his lifeless eyes. It might have been the hardest thing I had ever done, but I had to. I felt like he died because of me. I brought this upon him. I pulled him into this mess. He agreed to be a part of it, but he didn't have to. It was my war, and this time I couldn't save him. I wasn't his super-girl; I was the one who had come too late and let him die.I sucked another breath that seemed too shallow and groaned. "Focus, Charlie, focus!" I pulled the phone out of my jeans pocket and cursed. The battery died. I was too absorbed in everything that had happened to notice it...I looked around and saw Kevin's cell phone lying on the floor. Faint slivers of rationality seeped through, causing me to be
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Arrested
AIDEN I had spent three hours in custody before that asshole, Murray, decided to bring me into the interrogation room. My hands were cuffed, and I was left in those cute bracelets for another hour before my lawyer showed up and demanded to take them off my hands. For the next fifteen or more minutes, Chandler and I were left in that room alone. Fuckers. So much for client-lawyer confidentiality. Luckily, I had nothing to hide, well, almost nothing to hide. Chandler scanned the room, a displeased grimace forming on his mouth. I couldn't blame him. Two cameras were hanging from the ceiling, gaping at us from two opposite corners with their red lights. The large one-way mirror also carried the promise of no privacy. "If anything you did is questionably legal, I suggest you keep your mouth shut," he grunted. I gave him a look. "If you want to know whether you're about to defend a guilty man, then my answer is no. Truthfully, I have no idea what the FBI was looking for or why. And yes,
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Their Move
CHARLIE Feeling a little paranoid, I hid in the toilet until the truck was gone, as if the driver could recognize me and drag me back into that box with machine guns. As soon as I assured myself that the coast was clear, I began to analyze my situation. I was at the gas station right outside Greenwich, Connecticut. My phone was dead—not like battery-dead but literally dead-gone-dead. It seemed like all its circuits had burned out, just like it had happened to my earpiece. Luckily, my wallet didn't suffer, and my credit cards were still in place. I drew a deep breath and stared at the mirror. I looked like I had run a marathon on heels during a desert storm. It took me fifteen or more minutes before I resembled a human being. I washed the dirt off my face and combed my hair using my fingers. I still looked like shit, but I had more urgent matters than improving my looks. I asked the clerk at the station if I could use his phone and called Kevin. He didn't answer. My stomach twisted s
