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DOMINICI'm driving Savannah home, and her head rests on the wheel with her eyes closed. I reach over to the console and hold her hands in mine. Her eyes flash to me, and she sends me a gentle smile.Her father's words keep playing, but I push them aside. Telling her how I feel is not an option.“What are you thinking about?” I look up to see her looking at me, her eyes blinking.“Just work,” I lie through my teeth. “And your health,” that's partially true.She nods, “I'm fine now.” She says as she rests her hands on my thigh. I look down, and she doesn’t even look like she knows that’s what she’s doing.“I know. Have you decided on the offer to take over the contract?” I ask, thinking it is another way I can have my eyes on her at all times.She nods, “I have.”“What did you decide?” I ask casually as if I'm not dying on the inside to know.“I'm going to accept.” Yes. I nod, trying to play it off, but I'm excited she chose this. It means I can monitor her safely when she's at the offi
SAVANNAHI walk through the hotel and offer a small smile to the staff. Nobody stopped me or asked questions; they knew I was his daughter.I entered the elevator and took a deep breath. Here's to hoping that nobody disturbs us today. I press the P button and wring my hands together nervously.The elevator opens, and my dad's men nod at me as I stride past them. As I step into the penthouse, I'm greeted by a luxurious and spacious living area. Large windows offer breathtaking views of the city skyline, and the entire space is tastefully decorated with modern and elegant furnishings. It's entirely different from the rest of the hotel, exuding luxury and sophistication.I guess this is what having money feels like.Dad is sitting on a plush couch, his laptop in front of him, working on something. He looks up as I enter, a warm smile on his face.“Savannah,” he says, his voice filled with genuine happiness. “I didn't know you were coming.” I can't help but feel a rush of emotions at the s
MR SEBASTIANS KNIGHTSMy confession hangs heavy in the air as I watch the emotions play across Savannah's face. She listens intently to my words, her eyes filled with shock, sadness, and relief.“I did a DNA test,” she gasps. “But not while she was pregnant. Your mother wouldn't allow me to be near her, so I waited until she gave birth.” I can see the weight of my actions hitting her, and I continue, feeling a need to explain myself. “I know it wasn't the right thing to do, but I was desperate; I needed to know if you were mine, and when the DNA result came back positive, I found light in my dark life. I found you.”Her tears continue to flow, but she smiles through them. “Then why did you leave me?”I gently cup her face in her hands, my thumbs wiping away her tears. “I never wanted to. I wanted to fight for you, but your grandfather threatened me; he told me he’d give you to an orphanage, and I'd never find you if I decided to stick around.”Her voice trembles as she asks, “Did Mom k
**SAVANNAH**My heart races as I follow Evans halfway across the front lawn. “Evans!” I yell, and he looks back at me before gritting his teeth and walking away. “Wait up.” I increase my pace and catch up to him, then run in front and block his path. “What are you doing? Where are you going?”His jaw tightens as he tries to move left, but I block him again, and the same with the right. “Move,” he grits out. “Go back inside.”I shake my head. “No! What do you mean you're not my brother?”“What do you think it means, huh?” he takes a step closer to me. “It means I'm not your brother. It means you don't have any reason to stand up here and pretend you care for me when you don't.”“How can that be?” I ask, confused. “How can you not be my brother?”He laughs emotionlessly. “What do you think I mean, Savannah? How do you think I can't be your brother, huh?”“I just want to know, Evans,” I say softly. “You are my brother.” What is this talk about him not being my brother?He clenches his fis
SAVANNAHEvans and I have just arrived at one of Dad's hotels, and to be honest, I am feeling extremely exhausted. He's currently in the bathroom while I sit on the couch.Dad's explanations about Evans not being my brother are a lot to handle right now. I flip my phone on to see six missed calls from Dominic and numerous messages.Yeah, he's worried. I dial Dominic’s number, and he answers immediately. “I've been calling you.”I sigh. “I know, and I'm fine. Could you come and pick me up?”“At your mom's place?”“No, I'm at one of Dad’s hotels, The Palace.”“I'm on my way.” He hangs up, and I lift my head to see Evans walking out of the bathroom.“Is everything okay? Do you like the area?” He looks around the room, a mix of curiosity and uncertainty in his eyes. “I Can't afford this.”He looks around the room, prompting me to do the same. The room boasts warm, rich, deep red and gold decor adorned with pretty pictures and decorations of ancient art, creating a homely look.My eyes wan
SAVANNAHShe looks up, and her big brown eyes meet mine. "I'm Evans's mom."I'm caught off guard momentarily, not expecting to meet Evans's mother here. “Oh,” I say with a tight smile. “How did you know I was here?” I look around, hoping she didn't see me and Evans enter together.Dominic nudges me, and I glance at him, finding him looking at me curiously. I shake my head and smile tightly. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Savannah,” she says instead. “As for finding you, you aren't hard to find,” she continues, making me uneasy. “I wanted to talk to you about Evans.”I rub my chin and glance at Dominic, who wraps his arms around me protectively. “Why didn't you contact him?”She chuckles softly. “Of course, I would've done that if he allowed me to talk to him.”I feel relieved knowing Evans isn't open to communication with her yet. “Then what makes you think I'm the person to talk to?”She looks at me, her gaze calculating. “He listens to you.”I don't like her. Something about her gives
SOPHIAI'm sitting on my bed, holding my phone, contemplating whether to call Dad. Mom has forbidden me from having any contact with him, even though initially, I thought Dad would come home, but he hasn't.As I sit in my spacious room, I can't help but feel a sense of loneliness. The room is large, almost too big for one person, and the space is a glaring reminder that I'm not with whom I should be with Dominic.I sigh and glance around at the luxurious furnishings and high-end decor, which I handpicked because I didn't want anyone else designing my room or choosing stupid colors.My eyes drift to the window, and I see the cityscape outside, a sea of lights stretching out into the distance. It's a beautiful sight, but right now, it only serves to remind me that I'm in the wrong mansion.I bite my nails as I dial Dad's number and flop on the bed. My eyes catch the chandelier, and I count the crystals while waiting for him to answer.“Hello,” Dad's voice comes through as the line connec
SAVANNAH"Pissed” is an understatement for how I felt seeing Sophia standing there, looking smug. I purse my lips as her eyes roam the boardroom. “Hello, Big Sister,” she says, a little smirk on her face.“Hello, Sophia,” I reply calmly, trying not to show my irritation. “Could you wait outside? This is a board meeting.”She chuckles. “I know, and I'm here for the board meeting.” She scans the room and spots the only empty seat next to Dominic. She marches over to him and takes a seat. “Hey, Dom,” she says seductively, smirking when I frown. She then addresses the room. “I'm sorry for disrupting the meeting. Please, continue.”Mr. Brown, one of the board directors, looks at her. “I'm sorry, Miss Knights, but you aren't part of the board or a company member. Your father didn't inform us about you being here. I'm sorry, but you have to leave, ma'am.”A slight smirk crosses my lips, and she grits her teeth, glaring at me. “And she's part of the board?”“Mrs. Knight here is going to repres