Laura I watched Lindsay leave, and my heart broke. I couldn't say that he was my best friend, but after all the time we spent, working together and growing this company, of course I felt an emotional attachment to her, after all we were talking about Lindsay. Furthermore, I sighed resignedly, feel
Young Williams' story began years ago, when he still couldn't understand his father and the complicated life he led as an influential billionaire... When Albert woke up that autumn morning, he rolled around in his big bed lazily, already imagining how his day would go—boring as usual. He got up gru
"Can't you cancel the academy, Bathory?" “Again, Williams? Why don't you close the gym at once?" He replied sharply. "Wow, you're thick today, huh?" "Like my dick!" "Like what...?" That was the voice of Emily Rosebery Williams, Albert's mom, who looked at them curiously. They had just arrived in
The hard truth behind the scenes Albert liked to drive himself, so as soon as they were in the car, he started the machine, the wheels gliding smoothly along the well-maintained road in upscale Manhattan. Max was silently fiddling with his cell phone while Albert drove smoothly. "Why don't you jus
"Don't be naive; you know how dangerous this world is. Hell is paved with good intentions." "I'm full too, just not with good intentions." Albert got out of there in such a hurry that Max had no way of reaching him. Sometimes he couldn't stand Max and everyone else in the world; there were things
"Young Williams." One of the shareholders spoke. "I even understand your position, but what guarantees us that this radical change may not lead to the ruin of this firm?" Several shareholders expressed their agreement with that issue, a buzz began to form there. "I assure you, we've been studying t
Albert "Abby? Abby." He could hear Max's blurry voice calling him as if he were underwater. Albert had his head buried between his legs, having a mild crisis of despair. “Rick and the others are already worried. Are you going to come out of this toilette or not?" Max was still slamming the cabin do
"Look how you talk to me, girl!" Max countered. "It's not because Albert supports you here that I have to put up with you. Fuck you! Do you fill your mouth to call that theater dating, you deluded? He doesn't even like you in the first place. You had to fix that clown there to make him jealous. What
“Why do you keep hanging out with them, Abby?” he asked, and now there was a note of concern that annoyed me even more. “You know Madison’s not good for you. She uses you, and you let her.” “It’s none of your business,” I shot back, my voice sharp. “I do what I want, Caleb. Bye.” I hung up before h
Abby POV It was a lazy Sunday, and I was at the mall’s food court, waiting at the counter to pick up snacks for myself and the “new friends” I’d managed to latch onto. The smell of grease and cheap coffee filled the air, and the hum of conversations mixed with the muffled pop music from the speaker
Caleb, Abby, Madison, Nadia—they all spun through my head like a broken carousel. I wanted to tell my parents everything, collapse and ask for help, but the thought of seeing disappointment in their eyes—or worse, them trying to intervene at Oxwell to “save” me—made me swallow the words. I had to fi
Annie POV It was the weekend, and I was at home, trying to take deep breaths and pretend everything was okay. The Oxwell campus was a few hours away, giving me temporary relief from the chaos my life had become. Here, with my parents and the twins, I could at least try to be the old Annie—the exc
Max POV Walking beside someone who’d once meant so much to me felt strange. I couldn’t stop thinking that our breakup had been a waste, couldn’t stop remembering how happy I’d been with this guy, only to ruin it all because of my ego, because of a toxic fixation I had on Albert. Conrad Adams walke
Max POV was stunned when Albert told me that, my mouth even went dry because I wasn’t expecting to hear it. Conrad Adams was back. He was my boyfriend in my early twenties. I met him through Albert, who was close friends with him during the dark days of his family’s company. Conrad was a good guy
Max POV I was driving through the city with the radio on low, just a background murmur to keep the silence from swallowing me whole, when my phone buzzed on the dashboard. Zoey. Of course it was her. The girl had already wormed her way into my house like a high-heeled parasite, and now, apparently,
Annie POV After the moment at the mall, I returned to the dorm with a tight chest, carrying the bags with the blue dress Summer had insisted I buy. The plan was to distract myself, but Madison’s words—“racist,” “canceled piece of trash”—spun in my head like a broken record, mingling with Nadia’s re
When I met her last week at a council meeting, I could tell she’d be a challenge—confident, charismatic, the type who knew how to play the game. “Ugh, Madison Goodwin is here too. What a rotten day,” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. Of course Abby would get close to Madison—she was her adopted cousin.