“And the cheating?” I shook my head. “A misunderstanding.” “And you believe that?” I nodded. “He was pretty open about it, and evne if I don’t, we’re not romatically involved.” Eason's eyes softened, his skepticism giving way to understanding. "Okay, Grace. If you trust him, I'll give him th
Charles As Eason left, the atmosphere in Grace's pack house seemed to shift into a more relaxed state. My eyes wandered around the dining room as I listened to Eason leave. Richard continued sleeping in my arms, soundly. Grace returned, she seemed more assured and ready for what was going to hap
Her eyes hardened and she nodded. “Where do we start?” "With reviewing the existing departments, identifying areas where consolidation could yield benefits," I smiled. “A fair warning: it will be very, very boring.” Grace's lips curved into a determined smile. "It can’t be worse than tanking. Le
Grace A few days passed since we went through the pack and company set up. I couldn’t believe how few changes I had to make to free up enough money to pay for some of the debts. I might be able to keep that five hundred million that was free and clear from Charles as working capital. Once again,
Charles grabbed my wrist gently but firmly as he looked down at me. I blinked at him and tried to pull away. His grip on my hand tightened ever so slightly, a gesture that sent a jolt of electricity through me. His proximity was intoxicating, and my heart thudded in response. He growled and brough
Charles She was going to be the death of me. She wasn’t going to be happy until I pulled her into one of the parlors, threw her on the couch, and had her the way she so clearly wanted. All my plotting be damned. Days slipped by in a whirlwind of activity, and I could still taste her desire on my t
“Thank you.” “And Devin? Your plan if he ends up in jail?” George's question hung in the air, the weight of its implications echoing in my mind. If Devin ended up in jail for his myriad crimes, how would I choose to respond? “So long as Amy remains innocent, she will be cared for, but Devin wi
Grace “Go,” Charles said. “I’ll get Cecil and Richard fed. And I’ll call George to drive you.” I hesitated but nodded. I couldn’t send him in my place, after all. Leaving Charles to look after the kids, I went to change. By the time I was ready, George was pulling up to take me to the company's