Grace Not yet. His words broke through the haze of anger and pain, grounding me in the present. My heart was still pounding with rage and hurt. I wanted nothing more than to kill him. Images of his bloody death flashed through my eyes. “W-What do you mean, yet?” Ronald blubbered. “You can’t ki
“I don’t…” He choked and sobbed. “I don’t have the money!” “You took billions of dollars and you don’t have any of it left?” I growled. “Don’t judge me!” He yelled. “I—“ Charles loosened his hold for a moment. My hand lurched forward and he squeaked just as Charles tightened his hold again.
Grace As the police arrived to haul the board members away, I felt my anger starting to recede. There was a sense of justice being served. They scurried like rats to the officers, pleading to be taken in. Fear was etched across their faces. They seemed to relax a little once they were in handcuffs
“I said a little, and you’ll find that it is easier when absolutely necessary. You don’t have to be a duplicitous person to be successful at this, just a cunning one.” He smiled and finished typing. “You should be getting a copy of it to your email.” My phone chimed. “Thanks.” “Of course,” he sa
Charles It was her eyes. I had wondered what it was about Grace that had drawn me in so much and held me at the mercy of my own desire. Then, her eyes had turned that familiar fiery, blood red of an alpha lycan, a primal part of me couldn't help but find it incredibly alluring. She was at least
Her eyes met mine, and I saw a glimmer of determination in them. She seemed to draw strength from my support, and it warmed my heart to see her finding resolve amidst the chaos. To see her embracing her strength and using it rather than letting it all overwhelm her. Despite the immense pressure sh
Grace As Charles and I gathered all the documents from the boardroom, I couldn’t help but sigh. The plan was making my gut twist into knots. It was a good idea. It was the best idea I could come up with. Charles seemed to think it would work, but I couldn’t help but worry. I wasn’t just gambling w
“I’ll look over your press release if you want.” “Thanks. I’ll get back in touch with you as soon as I have something drafted.” As I hung up the phone, I felt a mix of emotions – anger and frustration at the legal constraints, but also a glimmer of hope that perhaps by exposing the truth, I coul