Liam’s POV I was halfway through reviewing a contract when a soft knock echoed on my office door. Before I could look up, my assistant stepped inside.Her usual brisk and efficient manner was muted, almost hesitant. That wasn’t a good sign.“Liam,” she started, holding a thin file folder in her ha
“I assure you, we are more than capable of delivering—”“Are you?” the client interrupted again, his voice cold. “Because from where I’m sitting, it doesn’t look that way.”The silence that followed was deafening. I swallowed hard, my mind racing to find a way to salvage the situation, but nothing c
Aria’s POVA knock on the door startled me to my feet. It was late– past Joe’s bedtime. I couldn’t imagine who would think to come at this hour.Pulling the front door open, I was startled to find Liam on the otherside. I could see the exhaustion in his eyes, but there was something else too—a deter
Aria’s POVInviting William over after school has become second nature at this point. What started as a few casual afternoons where he tagged along with Joe has turned into something more regular.Sophia’s either late or doesn’t show up on time to pick him up, so it’s almost like William’s become a
"I don’t know, Logan," I say, glancing down at the papers scattered across my desk. "I need time to figure things out."He stands up, smoothing out his shirt. "Tell you what—let me take you out this weekend. No pressure, just a chance to make up for some of the things I got wrong. What do you say?"
Liam's POVI pace the office, glancing at the clock. It’s late, and my assistant should have been back with an update by now. This investigation—it’s taking longer than I expected, and the lack of progress is grating on me.There’s something off about Joe’s birth records, something that doesn’t add
As the evening winds down, the two of us find a quiet corner away from the crowd.Aria’s leaning against the wall, looking thoughtful, and I can’t help but notice the way the dim lighting casts a soft glow on her features."You’ve been quiet tonight," I say, stepping closer. "Everything okay?"She g
Aria’s POVI sit at a corner table in the café, drumming my fingers on the wooden surface. I’ve been here for fifteen minutes already, nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee as I wait for Sophia.It’s been long enough for my frustration to build, and the longer I wait, the more certain I am that this conv