Harper.I get out of bed feeling like I’ve been run over by a track. I didn’t get a stitch of sleep yesterday. You could tell by how sluggish and slow I was this morning.Looking at my phone, I see that it’s a little past five in the morning. I know that I won’t be able to go back to sleep so I just
By the time we were leaving, I had my emotions under control.I didn’t want to admit it, but my attraction to Gabriel was still there. It’s been years. Almost a decade and yet, it took so little for him to get me excited.I hated that. Hated it because while I was married to Liam, it took a bit of c
I try to pull my hand away, but it’s no use. He has it firmly in place, refusing to let go. His grip didn’t hurt, but it was tight enough that I couldn’t pull my hand out of his.“Harper” he warns when I try to pull my hand again.Why was he making this hard? Couldn’t he just let the issue go?“Ther
I was just getting out of the car when, out of nowhere, he grabs my hand, pulling it harshly. I’m startled by the action and I lift my head in confusion only to find his eyes blazing.“Where the fuck is your ring?” he spits, his eyes glaring at me.Shit! What the hell?I slowly look from him, to my
“Wife?” Milly repeats the words as if she just can’t comprehend them.“Did I stutter?” Gabriel asks with an edge to his tone.The whole room was now silent. Everyone who had been murmuring and pointing at me was now staring at the ground.I really didn’t need Gabriel fighting my battles for me. I’ve
With that, he links our hands, turns around and pulls me out of the room. The last thing I see before we leave is Milly’s fear. Her fear tells me all I need to know. Yeah, that investigation report isn’t going to be singing praises of her.We get into the elevator in silence and ride up. When it ope
Gabe.I stare blankly at the papers in front of me. I was still pissed. So fucking pissed. I mean who the fuck did Milly think she was, talking shit to Harper?Unable to focus, I push myself up and start pacing. My mind was running a thousand miles a second. I was thinking, trying to come up with id
Deciding to ignore them, I stand up once again, get my coat and leave my office. I knew I wasn’t going to get any work done, so why the hell should I even try?I text my driver asking him to get the car ready before jumping into the elevator. Minutes later, I’m in the underground parking lot.“Mr. W