"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
---Later that evening, Logan pulls up in front of my house to pick me up for our date.I’m still fuming from my earlier encounter with Sophia, but I push it aside as I climb into his car, giving him a small smile."Hey," he says, glancing over at me as he pulls away from the curb. "Everything okay?
Aria’s POVThe hum of voices around me barely registers as I take a sip of my iced tea, trying to focus on the conversation at hand. I’m in the middle of a lunch meeting, nodding politely as the person across from me discusses project deadlines and client demands.The restaurant is bustling, and my
I wish I had a good answer for him, but the truth is, I don’t know what’s going on in Sophia’s head. I just know that William deserves more than what he’s getting.I take a deep breath, choosing my words carefully.“I don’t know, William. But I want you to know that you’re always welcome with me and
Liam’s POVI can’t shake it, the regret gnawing at me since last night.I sit at my desk, staring blankly at the documents in front of me, not seeing any of it. I keep replaying those words in my head— “Please, don’t break my heart.” What the hell was I thinking? It sounded desperate, lovesick, eve