Lines That Shouldn’t Be CrossedClaire stood in front of Adrian, her pulse thrumming in her ears.His dark eyes pinned her in place, the weight of his gaze heavy with suspicion. He knew something was wrong. He could sense the shift in her."You went to see him, didn’t you?" Adrian’s voice was low, controlled, but there was a lethal edge beneath it.Claire lifted her chin. "Yes."His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Why?"She hesitated. She had spent years learning to hide her emotions, to keep her mask in place. But Adrian—he had a way of stripping away every layer of her defenses."Because Liam has information we can’t ignore," she said finally.Adrian’s lips pressed into a thin line. "And you thought it was a good idea to meet him alone?"Claire exhaled sharply. "I can handle myself, Adrian. I don’t need you watching my every move."He took a slow, deliberate step forward. "When you make reckless decisions that could get you killed? Yes, you do."Her breath hitched. He was t
A Line in the SandThe tension in the penthouse was suffocating.Claire sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the city lights outside the massive window, her fingers curled into the silky fabric of her robe. Adrian’s words from earlier still echoed in her mind."Losing you isn’t an option."She wasn’t sure how to process it.Adrian Blackwood was a man who wielded power like a weapon, who controlled his world with ruthless precision. But tonight, just for a moment, she had seen something else—something unguarded.Something real.A knock at the bedroom door snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned just as Adrian stepped inside.His presence filled the room, dark and commanding."You should get some sleep," he said, his voice quieter than usual.She studied him. The sharp angles of his face, the tension in his shoulders. He was just as unsettled as she was."Is that an order?" she asked.His lips twitched slightly. "Would you listen if it was?"She huffed a quiet laugh. "Not a chanc
Walking Into the FireThe city blurred past the car window as Claire clenched her fists in her lap.She didn’t have a plan.Not really.All she knew was that Adrian was in trouble, and she was done being sidelined."Where to, Miss Donovan?" the driver asked, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.She hesitated for half a second. "Vincent Romano’s club."The driver’s grip on the wheel tightened. "Are you sure? That’s not the kind of place—""I didn’t ask for your opinion," Claire cut in, her voice sharper than she intended.The driver nodded stiffly and changed lanes, speeding toward the high-end, private club where Adrian had vanished.Claire’s pulse pounded as she gripped her phone.No messages.No calls.Adrian was keeping her in the dark.And she was about to change that.The ClubThe moment Claire stepped inside the dimly lit lounge, she knew she didn’t belong.Not in the way the men in expensive suits smirked at her.Not in the way the women, draped in silk and diamonds, lo
No Safe HavenThe ride back to the penthouse was suffocating.Claire’s fingers were still laced with Adrian’s, but neither of them spoke. There was nothing left to say—not when the reality of their situation had become so brutally clear.Someone wanted them dead.And that someone had money, power, and the means to make it happen.As the car pulled into the underground garage of Adrian’s building, Daniel was already waiting. His sharp gaze flickered between them, instantly sensing the weight in the air."What happened?" he asked, pushing off the sleek black car he was leaning against.Adrian let go of Claire’s hand, his movements tense. "Romano confirmed it. There’s a hit on us."Daniel’s jaw tightened. "Both of you?"Adrian nodded.Daniel muttered a curse under his breath, then turned to Claire. "I assume you didn’t just sit at home like you were supposed to?"Claire lifted her chin. "I went to the club."Daniel swore again. "Damn it, Claire—""Don’t," Adrian cut in, his voice sharp.
Confronting the PastThe drive to Liam Carter’s estate was a quiet storm.Claire sat in the passenger seat of Adrian’s sleek black car, her hands clenched in her lap. Adrian had barely spoken since they left the penthouse, his grip tight on the steering wheel, his knuckles white with tension.Daniel followed behind in another car, a security team flanking them, prepared for anything.Claire’s heart pounded against her ribs. It had been years since she had seen Liam face-to-face. The last time, he had watched her life crumble, his silence cutting deeper than any betrayal. And now, he might be the one trying to end her life.She had thought she’d moved past the pain. That she had buried the old wounds beneath layers of anger and survival.But as they neared the Carter estate, she realized something terrifying.The scars still burned.The Estate of a SnakeLiam Carter lived like a man who had never tasted suffering.His estate loomed ahead, a sprawling mansion nestled in wealth and secre
A Web of DeceptionThe world tilted.Claire’s breath hitched as Liam’s words echoed in her skull.Ava.Her stepsister. The woman who had framed her, stolen her fiancé, and watched as her life crumbled into dust.Adrian was silent beside her, but she could feel the sheer force of his rage. His entire body had gone still—the kind of stillness that came before a storm.Liam’s smirk lingered, enjoying every second of their shock."You look surprised," he mused, sipping his drink like he hadn’t just detonated a bomb in the room. "But really, you shouldn’t be. Ava has always been… ambitious."Claire’s nails dug into her palms, her mind racing. "You’re lying."Liam arched a brow. "Am I?"Adrian stepped forward, his presence like a blade against Liam’s throat. "You’re going to tell us everything. Now."Liam let out an amused sigh, setting his glass down. "You’re so tense, Blackwood. Fine. I’ll give you a little more."He walked to a sleek black desk, pulled open a drawer, and tossed a thin fo
The Game BeginsThe city skyline stretched endlessly before them, but Claire’s mind was elsewhere—trapped in the suffocating realization that her own stepsister had tried to have her killed.Ava had never just wanted to ruin her.She had wanted her gone.Permanently.Adrian stood beside her on the penthouse balcony, his hands gripping the railing like he was barely containing his fury. He hadn’t spoken much since their return from Liam’s.Claire could still feel the weight of his promise."She’s not walking away from this."Adrian’s threats weren’t empty. He didn’t deal in warnings—he executed."You’re quiet," she finally said, her voice breaking the tense silence.Adrian didn’t look at her. "Thinking.""About?"He exhaled sharply, pushing off the railing and turning toward her. His gaze was piercing, cold. "How best to destroy her."Claire’s chest tightened. "Adrian—""You don’t need to convince me to show restraint." His tone was clipped, his temper barely in check. "This isn’t abou
The Trap is SetAva Donovan wasn’t stupid.She knew when she was being hunted.And Adrian Blackwood had made it very clear—this was a war.But he’d underestimated her.Everyone always had.They thought she was just a spoiled heiress with a sharp tongue and expensive taste. But she had survived in a world that crushed the weak. She had built an empire, one deal, one manipulation at a time.And she wasn’t about to let Claire and her billionaire husband take it all away.So, she did what she did best.She planned.Planned a counterstrike that would turn Adrian’s empire against him.Claire’s Growing Fear"You need to be more careful," Adrian’s voice was sharp as he paced the penthouse.Claire folded her arms, frustration simmering beneath her skin. "I’m not the one who sent a death threat in the form of a sniper video."Adrian shot her a look. "No, you’re just the one she wants dead."Claire flinched.He wasn’t wrong.Since the security footage had arrived, Adrian had doubled his security
A Dangerous GameThe world believed Ava Donovan.That was the problem.Less than twelve hours after her press conference, the internet was flooded with headlines:AVA DONOVAN EXPOSES ADRIAN BLACKWOOD’S BRIBERY ATTEMPT!CLAIRE BLACKWOOD: PAWN OR ACCOMPLICE?BILLIONAIRE ADRIAN BLACKWOOD UNDER FIRE – A POWER PLAY GONE WRONG?Every news outlet, every business blog, even social media was consumed by the scandal.And inside the penthouse, Claire could feel the weight of it crushing them.Adrian stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his posture rigid, his phone gripped in his hand like a weapon. His reflection in the glass was as cold and merciless as the storm raging outside.Daniel had been working all night, trying to control the media, but the damage was already done."Ava played this perfectly," Daniel muttered, his voice laced with frustration. The circles under his eyes told Claire that he hadn't slept, and she doubted Adrian had either."She won’t win," Adrian said, voice like steel
The Trap is SetAva Donovan wasn’t stupid.She knew when she was being hunted.And Adrian Blackwood had made it very clear—this was a war.But he’d underestimated her.Everyone always had.They thought she was just a spoiled heiress with a sharp tongue and expensive taste. But she had survived in a world that crushed the weak. She had built an empire, one deal, one manipulation at a time.And she wasn’t about to let Claire and her billionaire husband take it all away.So, she did what she did best.She planned.Planned a counterstrike that would turn Adrian’s empire against him.Claire’s Growing Fear"You need to be more careful," Adrian’s voice was sharp as he paced the penthouse.Claire folded her arms, frustration simmering beneath her skin. "I’m not the one who sent a death threat in the form of a sniper video."Adrian shot her a look. "No, you’re just the one she wants dead."Claire flinched.He wasn’t wrong.Since the security footage had arrived, Adrian had doubled his security
The Game BeginsThe city skyline stretched endlessly before them, but Claire’s mind was elsewhere—trapped in the suffocating realization that her own stepsister had tried to have her killed.Ava had never just wanted to ruin her.She had wanted her gone.Permanently.Adrian stood beside her on the penthouse balcony, his hands gripping the railing like he was barely containing his fury. He hadn’t spoken much since their return from Liam’s.Claire could still feel the weight of his promise."She’s not walking away from this."Adrian’s threats weren’t empty. He didn’t deal in warnings—he executed."You’re quiet," she finally said, her voice breaking the tense silence.Adrian didn’t look at her. "Thinking.""About?"He exhaled sharply, pushing off the railing and turning toward her. His gaze was piercing, cold. "How best to destroy her."Claire’s chest tightened. "Adrian—""You don’t need to convince me to show restraint." His tone was clipped, his temper barely in check. "This isn’t abou
A Web of DeceptionThe world tilted.Claire’s breath hitched as Liam’s words echoed in her skull.Ava.Her stepsister. The woman who had framed her, stolen her fiancé, and watched as her life crumbled into dust.Adrian was silent beside her, but she could feel the sheer force of his rage. His entire body had gone still—the kind of stillness that came before a storm.Liam’s smirk lingered, enjoying every second of their shock."You look surprised," he mused, sipping his drink like he hadn’t just detonated a bomb in the room. "But really, you shouldn’t be. Ava has always been… ambitious."Claire’s nails dug into her palms, her mind racing. "You’re lying."Liam arched a brow. "Am I?"Adrian stepped forward, his presence like a blade against Liam’s throat. "You’re going to tell us everything. Now."Liam let out an amused sigh, setting his glass down. "You’re so tense, Blackwood. Fine. I’ll give you a little more."He walked to a sleek black desk, pulled open a drawer, and tossed a thin fo
Confronting the PastThe drive to Liam Carter’s estate was a quiet storm.Claire sat in the passenger seat of Adrian’s sleek black car, her hands clenched in her lap. Adrian had barely spoken since they left the penthouse, his grip tight on the steering wheel, his knuckles white with tension.Daniel followed behind in another car, a security team flanking them, prepared for anything.Claire’s heart pounded against her ribs. It had been years since she had seen Liam face-to-face. The last time, he had watched her life crumble, his silence cutting deeper than any betrayal. And now, he might be the one trying to end her life.She had thought she’d moved past the pain. That she had buried the old wounds beneath layers of anger and survival.But as they neared the Carter estate, she realized something terrifying.The scars still burned.The Estate of a SnakeLiam Carter lived like a man who had never tasted suffering.His estate loomed ahead, a sprawling mansion nestled in wealth and secre
No Safe HavenThe ride back to the penthouse was suffocating.Claire’s fingers were still laced with Adrian’s, but neither of them spoke. There was nothing left to say—not when the reality of their situation had become so brutally clear.Someone wanted them dead.And that someone had money, power, and the means to make it happen.As the car pulled into the underground garage of Adrian’s building, Daniel was already waiting. His sharp gaze flickered between them, instantly sensing the weight in the air."What happened?" he asked, pushing off the sleek black car he was leaning against.Adrian let go of Claire’s hand, his movements tense. "Romano confirmed it. There’s a hit on us."Daniel’s jaw tightened. "Both of you?"Adrian nodded.Daniel muttered a curse under his breath, then turned to Claire. "I assume you didn’t just sit at home like you were supposed to?"Claire lifted her chin. "I went to the club."Daniel swore again. "Damn it, Claire—""Don’t," Adrian cut in, his voice sharp.
Walking Into the FireThe city blurred past the car window as Claire clenched her fists in her lap.She didn’t have a plan.Not really.All she knew was that Adrian was in trouble, and she was done being sidelined."Where to, Miss Donovan?" the driver asked, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.She hesitated for half a second. "Vincent Romano’s club."The driver’s grip on the wheel tightened. "Are you sure? That’s not the kind of place—""I didn’t ask for your opinion," Claire cut in, her voice sharper than she intended.The driver nodded stiffly and changed lanes, speeding toward the high-end, private club where Adrian had vanished.Claire’s pulse pounded as she gripped her phone.No messages.No calls.Adrian was keeping her in the dark.And she was about to change that.The ClubThe moment Claire stepped inside the dimly lit lounge, she knew she didn’t belong.Not in the way the men in expensive suits smirked at her.Not in the way the women, draped in silk and diamonds, lo
A Line in the SandThe tension in the penthouse was suffocating.Claire sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the city lights outside the massive window, her fingers curled into the silky fabric of her robe. Adrian’s words from earlier still echoed in her mind."Losing you isn’t an option."She wasn’t sure how to process it.Adrian Blackwood was a man who wielded power like a weapon, who controlled his world with ruthless precision. But tonight, just for a moment, she had seen something else—something unguarded.Something real.A knock at the bedroom door snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned just as Adrian stepped inside.His presence filled the room, dark and commanding."You should get some sleep," he said, his voice quieter than usual.She studied him. The sharp angles of his face, the tension in his shoulders. He was just as unsettled as she was."Is that an order?" she asked.His lips twitched slightly. "Would you listen if it was?"She huffed a quiet laugh. "Not a chanc
Lines That Shouldn’t Be CrossedClaire stood in front of Adrian, her pulse thrumming in her ears.His dark eyes pinned her in place, the weight of his gaze heavy with suspicion. He knew something was wrong. He could sense the shift in her."You went to see him, didn’t you?" Adrian’s voice was low, controlled, but there was a lethal edge beneath it.Claire lifted her chin. "Yes."His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Why?"She hesitated. She had spent years learning to hide her emotions, to keep her mask in place. But Adrian—he had a way of stripping away every layer of her defenses."Because Liam has information we can’t ignore," she said finally.Adrian’s lips pressed into a thin line. "And you thought it was a good idea to meet him alone?"Claire exhaled sharply. "I can handle myself, Adrian. I don’t need you watching my every move."He took a slow, deliberate step forward. "When you make reckless decisions that could get you killed? Yes, you do."Her breath hitched. He was t