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**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
DOMINICIt is a challenge to maintain my self-control as I resist the urge to snap at Sophia. How dare she talk to Savannah that way? The only reason I don't intervene is that I know Savannah wouldn't appreciate it.Sophia purses her lips and strides over to me, her head held high with confidence. “We should move to the boardroom.”“You have two minutes; use it wisely,” I reply coldly, my eyes darting to Savannah, standing and looking around. All I want is to hold her and get her away from here.I feel hands rubbing my chest, and my head snaps down to find Sophia pushing herself closer to me. My eyes widen when I hear footsteps stomping away, and I quickly open my eyes to see Savannah's retreating figure. I push Sophia away abruptly, glaring at her. “What the hell was that?” I snap, completely forgetting where we are. “Who gave you the right to touch me without my permission?”She stumbles but regains her balance. “Oh, so now I need permission from you?”I grit my teeth and advance tow
SAVANNAHMy breath hitched as I gazed into his eyes. Those beautiful green orbs were fixated on me, so captivating, so intense.His eyes roam my face, and my heart pounded in my chest. Did he mean it?He groaned and nibbled on my earlobe. “Say something,” he whispered, his voice Husky; a whimper escapes me as I met his gaze. I was as scared as I was speechless. I cleared my throat and nodded slowly. His grip tightened around my waist. “Use your words,” he murmured, resting his head on my forehead. “I want to hear your words, baby girl.”I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. Dominic's closeness, his touch, and the moment's intensity overwhelmed me. But I couldn't let fear hold me back.“I… I want that too, Dominic,” I finally managed to say, my voice trembling but determined. “Yes,” I replied, though all I wanted to tell him was, “I want us to be real. I don't want this to be just a contract. I want you, all of you.”Dominic's eyes lit up with relief and joy, and he kissed me deeply
DominicLife has been good. It's been a week since Savannah and I agreed to be officially husband and wife. The contract I gave her to sign was torn up, but my father's remains.That will go, too. Soon.My eyes drift to Savannah, sitting next to me, wearing a floral dress that stops mid-thigh, and her hair flows loosely around her neck. I want to run my hands through those curves of hers. I'm currently driving her to her mother's house.Noticing me staring, she looks at me with those beautiful eyes, and my breath hitches. She smiles at me with a blush creeping up her cheeks. “Why are you staring at me like that?”I can't help but chuckle softly at her question. “Because you're stunning, Savannah,” I reply, my gaze still fixed on her. “I can't get enough of looking at you.”She rolls her eyes playfully, her blush deepening. “You are too interesting, Dominic.” I chuckle as I stop the car on the highway. She looks at me with wide eyes. “Why are you stopping?”I look at her like she's grow