Kade POVNikolai watches me for a long moment before he sighs. “There are ways around this, Kade. Without you having to give it up entirely.”I narrow my eyes, skeptical. “Like what?”“Set a routine,” he says simply. “And stick to it.”I scoff. “Oh, right. Just set a routine, like it’s that fucking easy.”“It’s not easy,” he admits. “But it’s necessary. You want to be home more? You need to be home more? Then you need to make sure your time is structured, controlled, not just reacting to whatever problem comes up next.”I exhale sharply, shaking my head. “And what if I say fuck that and just walk away from all of this?”Nikolai’s expression darkens slightly. “Then you leave a power vacuum that someone else will fill. And maybe that someone won’t be as careful about keeping your family out of it.”My jaw clenches, my grip tightening against the arms of the chair.Because I know he’s right.I exhale sharply, shaking my head. “Rook can take over.”Nikolai lets out a bitter laugh, leaning
Rook POVI wake up to the quiet hum of the house, the kind that tells me I’ve slept too long. My head still feels heavy from last night, but at least the pounding from earlier is gone.Pushing myself up, I run a hand through my hair before dragging myself out of bed and heading downstairs.I expect to hear Harlow’s excited footsteps the second she sees me. Expect her to come running, throwing herself into my arms like she always does.But she doesn’t, instead, she’s sitting on the floor, arms crossed, her little face twisted into a deep sulk.I frown, stepping closer and crouching down beside her. “Princess?”She doesn’t look at me.I shift slightly, lowering my voice. “I’m sorry I missed our tea party.”She shrugs, but it’s small, her arms tightening around herself before she wipes away a tear.My stomach twists. “Hey,” I say gently. “What’s wrong?”Before she can answer, Rose steps in, grabbing my arm and pulling me up and away from Harlow.I frown, but she doesn’t let go.“It’s not
Rook POVHe stands still, his breathing hard, his hand still buried in his hair as he stares at the floor like he’s trying to keep himself from exploding.Good, because I don’t give a shit how frustrated he is right now.“She cried, Kade,” I say again, my voice quieter but still sharp. “She cried because you said you’d be back soon and then just… fucking disappeared.”Kade’s jaw clenches, his nostrils flaring as he finally looks at me. “I didn’t mean for it to happen like that.”I let out a humorless laugh. “That doesn’t matter.”“I know,” he snaps, his voice rough, like the guilt is already eating him alive. “I know, Rook.”“Do you?” I take another step toward him, shaking my head. “Because I don’t think you do. I don’t think you get how fucked up it is to sit there and promise her something and then let her down like that.”Kade doesn’t respond, his jaw locked so tight I’m surprised his teeth don’t fucking crack.I scoff, running a hand over my face. “You don’t get it,” I mutter. “Y
Rook POV “That’s not the point,” I mutter. “The point is, you talked about replacing me without even telling me first.”He sighs, rubbing a hand down his face. “This isn’t as simple as me deciding to give it to Kade.”I frown, narrowing my eyes. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”“It means people talk, Rook.” He leans forward now, resting his arms on the desk. “And they’ve been saying for a while now that you’re not ready to take over.”A sharp sting of anger flares in my chest. “So that’s it, then? I’m just out because they say I am?”“This wasn’t done out of malice,” he says firmly. “This wasn’t some fucking betrayal, Rook. It’s just… sometimes, it isn’t about handing the title to the son.”I shake my head, scoffing. “That’s exactly what it’s about. That’s how it’s always been.”“No,” he corrects, shaking his head. “It’s not.” He sits back, his expression unreadable. “Your grandfather, he wasn’t born into this, Rook.”I blink, caught off guard by the sudden change in topic.
Kade POVI got distracted, which is a fucked-up excuse.Not once have I ever told Harlow I’d do something and then not shown up. The plan was simple, tell Nikolai I was done, come back home. That didn’t happen instead… fuck knows.She seems fine now, but it doesn’t take much to see the new doll in her hands, the one Rook obviously bribed her with. It shouldn’t have come to that. I shouldn’t have let it come to that.“You okay?” Rose asks, watching me closely.I nod, even though it’s a fucking lie. She doesn’t push, just sits down as Harlow walks over and hands her a tiny cup like she’s running her own restaurant.“We need to talk.” Rook’s voice comes from behind me, sharp and to the point.I nod, standing and pulling Harlow in for a quick hug before following him.“Not here,” he mutters, already walking toward the door.Great. If he won’t say it here, it means I’m about to get my ass handed to me. I follow him outside, slipping into the passenger seat as he starts the car. He doesn’t
Kade POVI sigh, rubbing my hands over my face. “I don’t want to lose you over this.”“You’re not,” Rook says immediately. “This isn’t about us, Kade. This is about the fact that my entire life, I was meant to do something I was never actually going to get.” He shrugs. “And honestly? I don’t even know if I give a shit about that anymore.”Sitting here, I study his face, trying to see if he’s lying.Rook exhales sharply, shaking his head. “I’ve had enough of arguing over this, Kade.” His voice is firm, but not angry anymore. Just done. “I didn’t want it. I still don’t want it. Yeah, I was pissed, yeah, I felt fucking betrayed, but only because no one had the guts to tell me the plan.” He tilts his head slightly. “But the actual title? I couldn’t care less.”Staring at him, I wait for something else, something deeper that he’s not saying, but I don’t see it. He’s telling the fucking truth.I shake my head. “I don’t know if I can do this.”Rook scoffs. “You already are.”I run a hand dow
Kade POVI swallow hard, my fingers drumming against the table. “Today, seeing Harlow talking about her routine, about what she does every morning, made me realize something.” I shake my head, the weight of it sinking in. “I’m never fucking home. And I hate it.”Rook watches me, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, finally, he nods. “Then don’t let it happen again.”I let out a sharp breath, nodding back.Rook exhales, running a hand through his hair before leaning back with a smirk. “Good. That’s one fucking issue solved.”I raise a brow. “Yeah?”“Yeah,” he nods. “Now can we fix the issue of you sitting on the opposite side of the fucking table?” He tilts his head. “Or is this some weird power move I’m not getting?”I chuckle, shaking my head before pushing up from my seat. “Fine, princess.”Rook rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath as I move around to sit beside him.“See?” I smirk, leaning back against the chair. “Nice and close now. Happy?”Rook scoffs. “I guess,” h
Rook POVI’m pissed. No, I’m more than pissed. Kade has me pinned to the chair, one hand firm against my chest while his other casually scrolls through his phone like nothing is fucking happening.Meanwhile, the guy? He’s still standing at the bar, smirking, like he didn’t just say the dumbest shit of his life.“Let me go,” I snap.“No,” Kade mutters, not even looking up. “Because I don’t trust you.”I laugh, it’s sharp and humorless. “You don’t trust me? You’re over here playing it fucking calm on your phone while I’m stuck in this chair when I could be over there putting my fist through his mouth.”Kade finally does look at me, and the moment his eyes meet mine, my whole body goes cold.There’s something calculated in them, something sharp and fucking lethal. I pause, my anger still simmering, but suddenly it doesn’t feel so fucking urgent.Kade tilts his head slightly, watching me.I huff out a breath
Kade POVAfter a while, she grabs my hand and tugs me toward the edge of the dance floor. “Come on, let’s sit. I need a drink, and you need to tell me why I’ve never seen you before.”I let her lead me toward one of the small lounge areas near the bar, keeping my expression relaxed even though I don’t like the way her fingers press against my wrist. It’s light, barely there, but I still feel it, a reminder that I don’t like being touched by anyone book Rook. I don’t let it show.She slides into the seat first, crossing her legs as she leans back, completely at ease. I follow, keeping enough space between us to make it look natural but not enough for her to think I’m uncomfortable.“So,” she drawls, reaching for her drink. “Are you going to tell me your name, or am I going to have to keep calling you mystery man?”I smirk, taking a sip of my own drink before answering. &ld
Kade POVI glance between the men, weighing my options. Who can pull this off? Who can get close without looking like exactly what they are?Before I decide, Nikolai sighs and gestures toward them. “They all look too much like capos to do it.”He is right. None of them blend in. They all carry themselves like what they are, dangerous men who make people nervous when they walk into a room. I need someone who can pass as harmless. Someone she won't see coming.“Rook could work,” Nikolai glances at me.“I’m not getting him involved in this.” It’s too much of a risk.“Plus, you have to remember, Declan knows Rook, so his daughter will as well.” Jaxon looks at us.Good, because I didn’t want Rook in the center of this. “I’ll do it,” I say, and Nikolai stares at me. “No one knows me yet, not enough to know who I am, which was proved by your friend and
Kade POVThe clock on the wall reads just past two in the morning, but neither of us has moved from our seats. The only sound in the room is the faint hum of the security system and the occasional click as Nikolai skips through the footage frame by frame.I lean forward, elbows on my knees, staring at the screen. We have been at this for hours, combing through every angle, every possible lead, trying to figure out who the hell took the shipment.“Pause it,” Nikolai says suddenly, his voice sharp. My eyes snap to him as he leans in. “Zoom in on that.”One of the men in the frame shifts slightly, turning just enough for the camera to catch his profile. The image is grainy, but it is enough.Nikolai exhales through his nose, his expression unreadable. “That'ss Declan Voss.”I recognize the name the second he says it.Declan doesn't live here. He is from out of town, from another city and doesn't come h
Rook POV“Is there anything I can do?”He shrugs slightly. “Until we get a name of who took the shipment, nothing can be done. Then it is up to Kade.”I roll my eyes.“Are you really not going to ask him?” He leans back and laughs.“No.” I will not ask Kade if there is anything I can do.“Why?”“Because I told him if he needs me, he should ask, and I will be there instantly. So me asking if there is anything I can do to help him is unnecessary. It also makes it sound like I am checking in on him or trying to say he cannot handle it alone.”He laughs and lifts his glass. “You are delusional if that is what you really think.”“Maybe he would not, but that is how I feel.” I rub my face, feeling exhaustion pull at me.“Look, I am going to see him. Go to bed and get some sleep.”I watch him stand and grab his jacket. “Why are you going? You do not need to.”“Because you are worried about him and will not
Rook’s POVI don’t usually worry about Kade when he’s working. Okay, I do, because I know how quickly things can change. But today? It feels different. There is something heavier about it, something I do not like. He has done his usual thing of messaging me every few hours with an I’m alive! like he thinks it is a joke.Still, the time between those messages? Torture. Normally, my dad is around, so I can ask him for updates, and he has them. But even he is gone today.I place the box down, and Rose smiles at me. “He will love it,” she says.I am not so sure. Buying for Kade is hard. He is weird. His only real interests are hockey and work. Outside of that, he has no hobbies.He is not picky when it comes to gifts, but every time I ask what he wants, or at least for an idea, I get the same response. I do not want anything.That response caused an argument last month. I told him if he really did not care enou
Kade POVRook smirks as he flips another pancake onto the growing stack. “You look like you’re plotting something.”I set my coffee down, crossing my arms. “Yeah, I’m thinking about throwing you out of your own damn house.”He bursts out laughing, and it's loud, like I just told the best joke he’s ever heard. He tilts his head, still grinning. “You think that would stop me?”I arch a brow. “Pretty sure it would.”He scoffs. “Kade, come on. I know this place better than you do. There are secret ways in. I could be in here before you even realize it. You’d go to bed thinking you’re safe, and then…” He leans in slightly, lowering his voice. “Bam. There I am, watching you and waiting.”I stare at him. “You do realize how creepy that sounds, right?”Rook shrugs, completely unbothered. “Yeah, but that just makes it better.”I shake my head, picking up a pancake from the plate and taking a bite straight from it. “You really don’t have
Kade POVI’m late, and I can’t afford to stay in bed with Rook any longer. “I need to move,” I murmur, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before slipping out of bed and heading straight for the shower. I hear him moving around the room, and moments later, he joins me.“When I said I’m late, I meant I need to get going,” I say, turning to face him.Rook just shrugs like it’s nothing. “You’re fine. My dad said he’d keep things moving and let you sleep.” His gaze locks onto mine, waiting for me to argue. “So slow the hell down and actually spend time with me. Or is this just going to be a case of you fucking me and running off after like always?”I tilt my head, frowning. “You know that’s bullshit.” The words come out firm, meant to be the truth, but even I know there’s some weight to what he’s saying. More often than not, I barely stick around for five minutes after.Rook leans into me, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. “So, what’s
Kade POVI tilt my head back into him instinctively, surrendering just enough for him to notice, because beneath the bickering and banter, lies an undeniable connection that binds us tighter than any words could capture.His hold on me tightens, and I push back more, my ass rubbing against his cock. Groaning, he bites at my neck, his hips bucking.“You realise all that time you spent bickering and refusing could have been spent in pleasure, right had you just accepted you were going to give in sooner?”I groan and nod. “I didn’t plan to give in, you wore me down. Now shut up and fuck me,” I mumble.“You don’t need to tell me twice,” he whispers and I feel his cock pushing against my ass. The sensation of him pushing in slightly has me groan. I squirm beneath him, trying to force him to do it quicker, but he remains slow.“Rook,” I warn, my voice low and needy. His name is a plea on my lips, a desperate call for him to quicken his pace.
Kade POVA nudge pulls me from sleep, and I groan, barely registering the fingers trailing down my spine. When they stroke lower, I thrash slightly, trying to shake them off.“Rook, behave,” I grumble, voice still thick with sleep.Instead of listening, he climbs onto me, his chest pressing against my back, his warmth seeping into my skin. “No can do,” he mutters. “Time to wake up. You slept through the whole damn day, it’s nearly dinner.”“Shit.” I slept that long? I try to push up, but he shoves me back down, pinning me.“I’m bored,” he mumbles against my neck, his teeth scraping before he bites.Sighing, I try again to roll over, but he keeps me pinned. “Then go play with yourself. I slept in,” I mutter.His fingers trace slow, teasing lines down my sides, sending a shudder through me.“I’d much rather play with you,” he whispers.“Of course you would. For fuck’s sake, Rook, I’ve barely even got my ey