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
I looked at the rest of them. “Mooncrest is my home too. It always has been, and I’ll fix the things that have been broken. I simply need time and understanding.” I let out a soft chuckle. “Even if your father was a police officer, that doesn’t mean you come on to the job knowing how to do it, rig
Grace A few days passed and to my complete horror, the news of the buyback unfolded alongside reports of the break-in. I couldn’t even read it. The phones at the company were ringing off the hook. A whirlwind of chaos enveloped us. Stocks were being sold back at an alarming rate and falling, dri
“Really?” I took the report and couldn’t help but grin as I read it. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and elation. The journey had been arduous, the obstacles aplenty, but it worked. As the significance of our achievement sank in, a sense of gratitude washed over me. The road ahead was st
Grace Charles’ lips were warm and insistent against mine, igniting a fire that had been steadily building between us. The air around us seemed charged with tension and desire, the electric current of attraction drawing us closer with every passing moment. My heart raced in response, the memory of
If it was something I could do, drug or not… “Of course,” I whispered as her breathing evened out, and she drifted off to sleep. As I closed my eyes, I couldn’t help but feel immense gratitude for moments like these. Then, the fear hit me as I remembered Charles’ words. The clock was ticking fas