The gathered press corps seemed to sense the shift in the air as well. Their shouted questions died down to an uneasy murmur of confusion and speculation between the Montgomery family, which stood like a united front of seething hatred, and the Glovers. Their eyes bore into Serena with an intensity that could melt steel. Alex, his father Vaughn, his mother Sylvia, and a veritable army of aunts, uncles, and cousins formed a wall of barely contained rage. Even Kayla’s father, Governor Glover known for his cool demeanor in the face of political crises, looked ready to spit nails. He stood stiffly beside his new wife - a woman young enough to be his daughter with a face that owed more to skilled surgeons than genetics. The governor's second daughter, Kayla’s little sister hovered nearby, her own children fidgeting in their somber black attire while her husband tried to keep them quiet. The atmosphere was saturated with a powder keg of emotions, ready to explode at the slight
Serena sat lost in thought. Her gaze fixed unseeing on the tinted windows. The events at the graveyard played on repeat in her mind. It had all happened so fast, yet the repercussions would be felt for years to come. The oppressive silence stretched on, broken only by the soft purr of the engine until Killian decided it was time to lighten the mood. "Sister-in-law…” He cleared his throat."You know what always cheers up a beautiful lady after a day of world-shaking revelations and narrow escapes? A little retail therapy! We should hit up that swanky new mall, the Star City's Promenade. I'm talking about a no-holds-barred, spare-no-expense shopping extravaganza. My treat, of course." he said, flashing Serena his most charming grin.Serena rolled her eyes, though a hint of amusement tugged at her lips. "I don't know. After everything that's happened, frivolous shopping seems... inappropriate.""Inappropriate? Nonsense!" Killian waved his hand dismissively. "When has a beautiful
"How dare you refuse to let me in!" a woman screeched from somewhere near the entrance. Do you imbeciles have any idea who I am? Have you peons so quickly forgotten that no one—absolutely no one—stops me at any establishments under Gaard Corp?" Her voice rose in pitch with each word.Serena felt irritation coursing through her veins. She knew that voice. Oh, how she knew it. The voice had haunted her for years, dripping with false sweetness in public but vicious and cruel when they were alone. It was a voice she always hoped never to hear again.The spa's manager could be heard trying to placate her in an anxious voice."Please, madam," he pleaded, "I assure you, it's not that we don't recognize you. It's just that we have some very important guests at the moment, and we simply cannot risk offending them. If you could perhaps come back later-""Come back later?" the woman shrieked, cutting him off. "Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I don't come back 'later'. I go wher
Mia stood there for a long moment, trembling with rage. She then gave Serena one last vicious glance before turning on her heel and storming away, her entourage scrambling to keep up."Well, I don't know about you two, but I think I'm going to need an extra-long massage after all that excitement. Anyone else feeling a bit... tense?" Killian said after a beat.Massage? Was Killian seriously talking about getting a damn massage after the explosive confrontation that had just erupted? Serena was absolutely livid, her blood boiling with a fury so intense it threatened to consume her whole. She whipped her burning gaze towards Killian. Her chest heaved with each ragged breath, fists clenching and unclenching at her sides as she fought to keep from lashing out physically."Are you fucking kidding me right now? That bitch has been tormenting me and making my life a waking nightmare for years, and you want to just go get a relaxing massage like nothing happened? Like she didn't just walt
The long convoy of expensive luxury cars pulled up smoothly in front of the sprawling villa estate. Killian was the first to emerge from their vehicle. Next out was the towering figure of Seven. His impeccable suit didn't have a single wrinkle despite the long drive. As was his customary ritual, Seven offered his arm gentlemanly to help Serena out. But Serena wasn't having any of it. She angrily swatted Seven's hand away and stomped past towards the villa's entrance. Her pumps clacked furiously against the marbled floors, echoing in the quiet evening air. Seven and Killian exchanged worried glances as they watched her go. Serena shoved through the massive double doors of the villa, startling a maid who was dusting nearby. She made a beeline straight for the luxurious guest quarters where her father was temporarily staying. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions - anger, hurt, confusion, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal. President Bolting was lounging on th
Serena felt emotionally drained after a comforting meal with her father and reliving the day’s events. She was grateful it had just been the two of them, without Killian or Seven lurking about. Sometimes a girl simply needed quality one-on-one father-daughter time, especially on tough, draining days like this one had been. "You going to be okay, pumpkin?" President Bolting asked with concern as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. Serena managed a weak smile. "I think so, Dad. Thanks for listening. I just... I need some time to process everything." Serena excused herself with a weary smile and a kiss on her father's cheek before returning to the lavish bedroom suite she shared with Knox. She hadn't laid eyes on Knox since he stormed off during the last fight. Part of Serena wondered if Knox was intentionally avoiding her presence, giving her the space and time she needed to process this whole tangled mess. Another insecure part of her fret that he was off somewhere..
Knox's jaw tightened as Serena raged at him. Her accusations were like knives twisting in his heart and puncturing the armor he usually wore. He felt his restraint rapidly wearing thin when she advanced on him with fists balled and the towel threatening to come loose from her body. His eyes burned with a combination of desire and barely-restrained dominance.Knox closed the distance between them and captured her throat in his large hands before slamming her back against the wall. Although the force wasn't enough to cause her immense pain, it still knocked the breath from her lungs in a harsh wheeze.He had moved so fast that Serena was startled to suddenly find his livid masked face mere inches from her own, their noses almost touching, and a sharp pain shooting through her back from the impact. "Enough!" Knox growled again, his voice low yet deadly with a want he could no longer deny.His eyes burned with an intensity that made her instinctively shrink back against the u
Serena stirred the following the day. Her eyelids felt heavy as she slowly blinked awake. Every inch of her body ached as if she'd been run over by a fleet of semi-trucks, then backed over a few times and then finally tossed off a cliff for good measure. She groaned softly, feeling utterly wrecked and battered, her muscles screaming in protest at even the slightest movement.As awareness seeped in, she realized her head was pillowed on a warm, solid surface that rose and fell with steady breaths. Knox! Her petite form was dwarfed by his huge one while she lay sprawled across his tattooed chest. He was like a mountain, and she, a delicate vine clinging to his rugged slopes. His masculine scent surrounded her like a sensual embrace, both comforting and vaguely intimidating. Trying to shift positions, even just an inch, sent a jolt of searing pain lancing through her from head to toe. It was concentrated most intensely in her lower abdomen and a strangled cry that sounde