Darvan stepped out of his office to an unexpected sight— some of his employees bowing respectfully to someone. His brow furrowed as he approached, but the answer came quickly. It was his mother, Mrs. Sinclair, walking through the corridor with her usual aura of authority and power. "Mom," he greete
After arriving in France the previous night, the girls had decided to rest, planning to explore Belleville the next day. Stepping out of their lodge, wide smiles spread across their faces as they took in the stunning landscape before them. "Happy you came?" Quinn asked. Cassia nodded, a sof
Why did everything feel so messed up? Why did it all feel so wrong? Darvan stood frozen near the private jet, his gaze locked on Stacy, who was beaming—a radiant smile that belonged to someone who believed everything was finally falling into place. The kind of smile that could warm any heart... exc
Cassia smiled softly at Liam’s words. "I'm sorry I didn’t call earlier…” she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of guilt. She shifted slightly on her feet, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "It’s okay," Liam replied without hesitation, his tone warm and reassuring. "As long as y
"You should enjoy your time with your girlfriend, nephew." Martinez gave Darvan a firm pat on the shoulder before turning and walking away. Darvan watched his uncle's retreating figure with narrowed eyes. From a distance, Martinez pulled out his phone and made a quick call, his voice calm but loud
Darvan watched as Cassia hesitated, her eyes flicking between the stranger’s mask and his outstretched hand. The stranger seemed so calm and self-assured. With no polite way to say no, she reluctantly placed her hand in his. Darvan let out a scoff, but the loud music drowned it out. “I guess so,”
The moment Darvan reached where Cassia was seated, he slid into the seat beside her without hesitation. Cassia’s brow raised beneath her mask. Who was this now? Though his face was obscured, his body shape and presence struck a chord of familiarity. Darvan wasted no time. "Cassia,” he began soft
As Darvan watched her walk away, he sat frozen in place, his mind replaying her words like a broken record. "Desperate pest?" Did she really call him that? him? "Darvan... I want to go back to the hotel," Stacy’s voice broke through his daze. She was clearly uncomfortable. She couldn’t bear to stay
As Darvan watched her walk away, he sat frozen in place, his mind replaying her words like a broken record. "Desperate pest?" Did she really call him that? him? "Darvan... I want to go back to the hotel," Stacy’s voice broke through his daze. She was clearly uncomfortable. She couldn’t bear to stay
The moment Darvan reached where Cassia was seated, he slid into the seat beside her without hesitation. Cassia’s brow raised beneath her mask. Who was this now? Though his face was obscured, his body shape and presence struck a chord of familiarity. Darvan wasted no time. "Cassia,” he began soft
Darvan watched as Cassia hesitated, her eyes flicking between the stranger’s mask and his outstretched hand. The stranger seemed so calm and self-assured. With no polite way to say no, she reluctantly placed her hand in his. Darvan let out a scoff, but the loud music drowned it out. “I guess so,”
"You should enjoy your time with your girlfriend, nephew." Martinez gave Darvan a firm pat on the shoulder before turning and walking away. Darvan watched his uncle's retreating figure with narrowed eyes. From a distance, Martinez pulled out his phone and made a quick call, his voice calm but loud
Cassia smiled softly at Liam’s words. "I'm sorry I didn’t call earlier…” she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of guilt. She shifted slightly on her feet, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "It’s okay," Liam replied without hesitation, his tone warm and reassuring. "As long as y
Why did everything feel so messed up? Why did it all feel so wrong? Darvan stood frozen near the private jet, his gaze locked on Stacy, who was beaming—a radiant smile that belonged to someone who believed everything was finally falling into place. The kind of smile that could warm any heart... exc
After arriving in France the previous night, the girls had decided to rest, planning to explore Belleville the next day. Stepping out of their lodge, wide smiles spread across their faces as they took in the stunning landscape before them. "Happy you came?" Quinn asked. Cassia nodded, a sof
Darvan stepped out of his office to an unexpected sight— some of his employees bowing respectfully to someone. His brow furrowed as he approached, but the answer came quickly. It was his mother, Mrs. Sinclair, walking through the corridor with her usual aura of authority and power. "Mom," he greete
The hug between Cassia and Liam lasted for what felt like two minutes before Liam gently pulled away. Cassia blinked, still processing the warmth of the moment. She forced a smile, trying to mask the tension in the air. "I'm sorry I didn’t call or text," she said softly, her voice laced with regre