"Yeah, I can believe it. It's pretty wild," I said with a smile.I noticed that neither of them made any effort to let me inside. They were standing in the doorway, blocking my path."I need my tablet. I left it in your study," I lied smoothly. It seemed we were all playing the lying game tonight."
Lucius Brown's P.O.V.I kept telling myself that I did what needed to be done. Repeating it was the only way to stop useless regrets from creeping in. I hadn't chosen the easy path—could have, but didn't. That was life: you sacrificed, you gambled, and maybe you'd win, maybe you'd lose. I was willin
"Corporate cannibalization. It happens all the time," she spoke as if it were the most obvious thing."Isn't it a bit of a coincidence that they were also collaborating with us?"Before the Fairmount Corporation scandal, the Nichols family had had access to privileged information about SMB that had
Lucius Brown's P.O.V.As much as the years had passed, the one thing that hadn't changed about Marianne was her ability to surprise me. Having her sitting next to me in the car was not part of my plan. Honestly, I thought she'd curse me out the next five times she saw me, but here we were, and I was
Lucius Brown's P.O.V."Maybe it was the feeling that she was growing up that hurt you," I said, pouring her another drink—less than the last time."A part of me always knew," she smiled sadly. "It's not like Amanda ever really abandoned her. I've never seen her so motivated by anyone. It feels like
Lucius Brown's P.O.V.I hated Matt with a burning, inexplicable loathing. I hated the thought of the time he had spent with Marianne, the kisses they had shared, and the fact that she had let him into her body. But above all, I hated the mere possibility that he could be her husband or the father of
Alcohol was a kind of escape, a way to let out your feelings, and those deeply repressed desires would rise to the surface when you were drunk. So, whatever happened last night, I had probably brought it upon myself.As soon as I woke up, I noticed a couple of things. One, I wasn't in my apartment.
"What… what did you want to talk about?" I asked, my voice shaky."How bad was the fight with Matt for you to use sleeping with me as revenge?" he asked, his tone tinged with sadness and self-loathing.For the first time since waking up, I thought about Matt. About how his "time apart" would likely
I was easily the most boringly dressed guest here, yet the moment I arrived, I felt all eyes on me. Around me were either complete strangers or familiar faces tied to the Lewis family, and the latter group I knew watched me closely. I ignored them as best I could. Let's just say I wasn't a welcome p
"Well, that boy has been in love with you for many years, and a man's ego is fragile enough as it is. I'm not surprised he reacted badly to your rejection," my mother said.I bolted upright from the bed, startled."What are you saying?" I sounded offended. "Our romantic feelings are recent. That's w
My mother had had me when she was eighteen—a single mom who had faced countless struggles because she had a child so young. I know that for most of my life, I've had the financial backing of my father's family, but those early years of poverty, hunger, and loneliness were memories that hadn't faded.
He was staring at me a lot."What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough of staring at me since we were kids?" I teased him."I'll never get tired of looking at you," he replied.I couldn't help but smile at that. How could he be so sweet?"Well, since you've given up on that ridiculous wedding,
I unhooked my bra, wanting to be more comfortable, and I began playing with my nipples. He noticed and kissed his way back up to them, sucking on each one in turn. It was even better as he didn't stop using his fingers, thrusting them in and out of me. However, he hadn't looked me in the eye since I
I hadn't woken up this morning planning to test Lawrence's patience, let alone end up kissing him like this. But the way he held me tightly against his body, the way our tongues danced wildly together, had me teetering on the edge.I had no idea he was such a good kisser nor that he was so skilled a
"Hello, Emma. It's nice to hear from you too..." I answered, feeling utterly drained."I want an explanation now, Lawrence," she snapped.Honestly, my brain wasn't functioning well enough for riddles at this moment."Who is 'she'? How are we making fun of you?" I asked, confused.I heard a frustrate
The best treatment and care at home—that was what my father was receiving. But no matter how much money was spent or how excellent the medical attention was, it wouldn't save him. In the end, money could only buy the material things. It couldn't replace a body destined for death.I was so disturbed
Lawrence Lewis's P.O.VWhen I got engaged to Emma and put the distance between me and Sara that I should have enforced all along, I never expected this. Out of all the scenarios I had predicted, what had actually happened was never one of them. I tried to chalk up what happened in that dark closet t