Julian’s lips found Alexis’s again, this time with more urgency, more need.The playful smirk he usually wore was gone, replaced by a deep, all encompassing passion that made Alexis's breath catch.As his hands slid up her back, steady but commanding, she felt her entire body melt into his touch.Her fingers instinctively reached for the buttons of his shirt, working them free one by one as their kisses grew hungrier.When the fabric finally fell away, her hands moved to his chest, trailing over the defined muscles and hard planes of his body.Her breath hitched as she took in the sight before her. His well built physique was flawless, every muscle sculpted like art. For a moment, she simply stared, captivated.Julian chuckled softly at her reaction, the sound rich and deep. “See something you like?” he teased, his voice low and warm.Alexis’s lips curved into a small, mischievous smile. “Maybe,” she replied, her tone light but her gaze heavy with admiration.He dipped his head to kis
Julian sat at his desk, the soft glow of the desk lamp illuminating his sharp features as he flipped through documents.His phone rested beside him, calls already made, and plans already set in motion. His focus was intense, but as the clock struck 6 p.m., he heard the faint creak of the bedroom door opening.He glanced up, and the sight that greeted him stole his breath.Alexis stood in the doorway, wearing his shirt, the fabric hanging loosely around her frame but barely skimming the tops of her thighs.Her hair was slightly tousled from sleep, and her bare feet made soft pats against the floor as she stepped into the room.She rubbed her eyes briefly before giving him a sleepy smile.Julian leaned back in his chair, his lips curling into a teasing smirk. “Is this your idea of payback? Trying to distract me while I’m working?”Alexis tilted her head, feigning innocence. “What do you mean? I just woke up and needed to find you.”His gaze lingered on her, his tone playful but edged wi
After dinner at an elegant rooftop restaurant that overlooked the glittering city, Julian drove Alexis home.The car ride was filled with light banter and occasional silences, both of them savoring the comfort of each other’s company.As the car rolled to a stop in front of the grand Montgomery estate, Julian turned to her, his expression soft yet thoughtful.“So… do you want me to come in?” he asked, tilting his head slightly as his fingers drummed gently on the steering wheel. “We can break the news together to your parents. It might soften the blow.”Alexis smiled at his offer, warmth spreading in her chest at his willingness to face her parents with her. But she shook her head. “Thanks, but no... well, let’s just say I should handle this on my own first.”Julian nodded, respecting her decision. “Alright. But if you need me, just call.”Alexis hesitated, her hand hovering over the door handle. “Thank you, Julian. For tonight. For everything.”He leaned toward her, brushing a soft k
As Julian approached the grand double doors leading to the main hall, the unmistakable sound of his mother’s laughter reached his ears.It was the kind of laugh she reserved for impressing important guests, high pitched, practiced, and utterly insincere.A softer, more demure chuckle followed, one he instantly recognized as Charlotte Wainwright’s.Julian cursed under his breath, his hand pausing on the ornate handle.He clenched his jaw, debating whether to turn around and leave before he was noticed. But before he could entertain the thought any longer, he steeled himself, adjusted his blazer, and pushed open the door.Inside, his mother, Vivian Devereux, sat on one of the lavish sofas in the sitting area, her pearl necklace glinting under the chandelier’s light. Next to her, Charlotte perched elegantly, her manicured fingers lightly gripping a flute of champagne.Both women turned at the sound of his entrance.“Julian, darling!” Vivian exclaimed, her face lighting up in that all too
Sophia’s eyes filled with tears, but her voice was resolute. “I deserve better than this. If you’re so obsessed with Alexis, then go. Chase after her. But don’t keep stringing me along while your heart is somewhere else.”Ryan reached out to her, but she pulled away, shaking her head. “Don’t. I can’t do this anymore, Ryan.”Ryan was left speechless. As Sophia climbed out of bed and began to dress, a heavy silence filled the room.By the time she walked out, slamming the door behind her, Ryan sat alone in the suffocating quiet, his frustration and confusion boiling over into a single thought. What the hell am I doing?Sophia stormed down the grand staircase, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor as her frustration simmered beneath her composed exterior.The bar was dimly lit, buzzing with subdued chatter and the clink of glasses. She headed straight to the counter, ordering a strong drink to drown out the sting of Ryan's obsession with Alexis.As she sipped her c
The sound of her phone buzzing on the nightstand broke through Alexis’ peaceful slumber.Groggily, she reached out, squinting at the screen. Julian Devereux.A small smile tugged at her lips as she accepted the call.“Good morning,” she mumbled, her voice still heavy with sleep.“Morning, Mrs. Devereux,” Julian’s smooth voice teased on the other end. “How did you sleep?”Alexis stretched under the covers, a soft yawn escaping her. “Better than I expected. What’s up? Calling me this early feels like trouble.”Julian chuckled. “Trouble? Hardly. I thought I’d take you out for breakfast. Get dressed, I’ll be there in 20 minutes.”“What if I’m not ready?” she challenged playfully, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.“Then I’ll come in and help you get ready myself,” he quipped, the teasing edge in his tone making her laugh.“Fine. Give me 30,” she countered before hanging up.Thirty five minutes later, Alexis slid into the passenger seat of Julian’s car, dressed casually yet effortlessly chic
As Alexis sipped her coffee across from Julian at their cozy breakfast spot, he pulled out his phone to call Victoria."Victoria," Julian began, his tone direct but polite, "I need you to contact the real estate company of the penthouse. Arrange for a meeting today to finalize the paperwork."Victoria's voice came through, calm and efficient. "Understood, Mr. Devereux. Should I set the meeting at the penthouse or their office?"Julian glanced at Alexis, who was busy spreading jam on her toast, her eyes lighting up when she overheard the conversation."The penthouse," Julian decided. "Let’s make it convenient. Schedule it for this afternoon, two o’clock sharp.""Consider it done," Victoria confirmed before ending the call.Julian set his phone down and leaned back, watching Alexis with a soft smile."So," he said, breaking the momentary silence, "by tonight, we’ll have our own house."Alexis looked up, her eyes widening. "Wait, you’re serious? You’re handling all this already?"He smir
Inside the private elevator, Charlotte pressed the button for the top floor, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk.Let them whisper all they want. They’ll see soon enough who truly belongs here.She adjusted her hair in the elevator’s mirrored walls, mentally preparing herself for what she assumed would be a warm welcome from Julian. After all, she was Charlotte Wainwright, wealthy, sophisticated, and an ideal match for someone of Julian’s stature.As soon as the elevator doors closed behind Charlotte, the employees erupted into hushed conversations.“She’s really delusional, isn’t she?”“She probably hasn’t heard about Alexis yet.”“Or she’s heard and refuses to believe it. I mean, look at her.”“She thinks her money and family name are enough to win him over.”“Julian doesn’t even like her. Everyone knows that.”The receptionist shook her head, leaning over the desk toward a colleague. “Mark my words, this is going to be a disaster. Charlotte’s about to get a reality check, and I
Alexis arrived at the company with a renewed sense of focus. She pushed aside the pounding in her head, the exhaustion in her bones.The crisis with Moreau wasn’t over yet.And if there was one thing she did know, it was that she needed to deal with this before Julian could interfere any further.As she stepped into the office, her assistant rushed toward her.“Miss Montgomery, you’re here,” Her assistant said breathlessly. “I was worried when I didn’t hear from you last night.”Alexis forced a small smile. “I’m fine. What’s the update?”She hesitated, concern flickering in her eyes. “We managed to stall the media fallout, but Moreau’s people are already moving to cover their tracks.”Alexis’s jaw tightened. “That’s not surprising. He was too confident last night. Someone is backing him.”The assistant nodded. “I did some digging, and…” She lowered her voice. “It looks like Charlotte Wainwright is involved.”A sharp chill ran down Alexis’s spine.Charlotte.Of course.A bitter smile c
By the time they reached the suite, her vision was blurring at the edges.Julian carried her straight into the bedroom, lowering her onto the bed with a gentleness that surprised her.She let out a weak breath as she sank into the mattress, the exhaustion pulling at her like an anchor. But then she felt his hands on her shoulders, his fingers brushing against her face.“Alexis,” he called her name again, but it was distant, like an echo. “Hey, stay with me...”But she was already slipping under, the drug finally winning the battle she had fought so hard to resist.The last thing she heard before the darkness took over completely was Julian cursing under his breath.And then, nothing.Julian sat on the edge of the bed, his fists clenched as he watched Alexis succumb to the effects of the drug.Her breathing was even, but her face was pale, her usually sharp eyes shut, her body still.His stomach twisted.He had arrived just in time, but just in time wasn’t good enough. She had still be
Alexis drifted in and out of consciousness, her body feeling sluggish and heavy. She struggled to focus, but her mind was wrapped in a thick fog, making it nearly impossible to process what was happening.The last thing she remembered was the club, Mr. Moreau, the drugged drink. And then...She tensed, realizing she wasn’t on the ground. Someone had caught her. Someone was holding her.Her breath hitched as she forced her eyes open, fighting the dizziness.A face hovered above her.Familiar.Sharp jawline. Dark eyes filled with something unreadable.Julian.Her heart slammed against her ribs.Was she dreaming?No. This was real."Alexis?" His voice was sharp, laced with urgency. "Can you hear me?"She tried to respond, but her throat was too dry. She felt his arms tighten around her as he pulled her closer, shielding her from the curious stares of onlookers outside the club.He was warm.Too warm.She hated it.Or at least, she told herself she did."Julian..." she finally managed to
Alexis let the silence stretch between them, letting him believe, for just a moment, that his words had sunk in.Then she smiled.Not the soft, vulnerable kind of smile he was probably hoping for.But a slow, knowing, and dangerous one."You really are something, Ryan," she said, shaking her head slightly. "But let me make one thing clear to you." She leaned in, just enough to lower her voice, her gaze unwavering. "I don't need you. I don’t need Julian. And I sure as hell don’t need to be manipulated into fighting battles that aren’t mine."Ryan’s smirk faltered.She stood up, smoothing out her dress. "Thank you for the entertainment, but I think we’re done here."Ryan grabbed her wrist just as she turned."Alexis, wait..""Let. Go."There was no room for argument in her voice, and Ryan hesitated before releasing her.She straightened, exhaling sharply. "Enjoy your little schemes, Ryan. Just don’t expect me to play along."With that, she walked away, leaving Ryan staring after her.Al
Alexis's fingers curled around the edge of the table, her patience thinning by the second. “Cut the act, Ryan. You run from home into hiding after you ran your mouth back home, and now, suddenly, you show up here with him? What do you want?”Ryan let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Alexis, Alexis, Alexis… I don’t want anything. I just figured, since we’re both here, we should clear the air.”“Clear the air?” she repeated, incredulous. “After you threw a grenade into my marriage?”He sighed dramatically, leaning back against the plush leather of the booth. “Look, I know you’re mad at me. But let’s be honest, Alexis, you deserved to know the truth. I did you a favor.”Alexis clenched her jaw.Her fingers itched to throw the drink sitting in front of her right in his smug face, but she kept herself still.Controlled.“A favor?” she echoed, her voice icy.Ryan’s smirk widened. “You would’ve found out eventually. Julian married you for revenge. I just saved you the heartbreak of fig
In the dimly lit grandeur of her penthouse, Charlotte Wainwright stood by the floor to ceiling window, the Parisian skyline stretching endlessly before her.The Eiffel Tower glittered in the distance, but her mind was far from the breathtaking view.She swirled the deep red wine in her crystal glass, a small, satisfied smirk curving her lips as she took a slow sip.Everything was unfolding exactly as she had planned.Julian would be hers.Not Alexis Montgomery.She had watched for far too long as Alexis paraded around as if she were untouchable, as if she were worthy of Julian’s love. But she wasn’t.Julian had been hers first.She had known him before Alexis even entered the picture, before he became entangled in this ridiculous revenge scheme that had somehow twisted into something real.Charlotte scoffed.Real.As if Julian could ever truly love Alexis.He might think he does, but that’s just because he doesn’t know any better.He was blinded.Confused.And she was going to fix tha
At the Montgomery subdivision office in Paris, Alexis stepped into the sleek, modern office her heels clicking against the polished marble floor.The entire floor was abuzz with tension, employees moving frantically, whispering among themselves, eyes darting toward her as she made her way through the main hallway.She ignored the stares.Right now, she had one goal, to get to the bottom of the crisis that had erupted in this branch and fix it before it spiraled further out of control.She had barely been in the city for an hour, yet her mind was already occupied with balancing two battles, one professional and one personal.She exhaled sharply.The personal could wait.For now, she needed to ensure that the Montgomery name didn’t suffer any further."Ms. Montgomery," her Parisian assistant, Margot, hurried over, holding a tablet in one hand and a folder in the other. "We’ve compiled all the details regarding the crisis. The internal investigation suggests that the issue stems from a b
Ryan nodded solemnly. “Even if you found out the truth, Julian had a backup plan. He wasn’t just going to let you walk away. That’s why he’s after you now. He’s going to twist things, make you believe it wasn’t as bad as it seems. But you know the truth, Alexis. He doesn’t love you. He never did. He just didn’t expect to lose control this soon.”Silence stretched between them.Alexis didn’t just feel hurt.She felt rage.Her nails dug into her palms, her entire body stiff with the weight of Ryan’s words.Julian had played her.Humiliated her.And she had let him.But not anymore.She looked Ryan dead in the eyes, her voice cold as ice. “If Julian thinks he still has control over me… he’s in for a rude awakening.”Ryan smirked.Perfect.Ryan hid his smirk quickly, schooling his expression into one of concern.He needed Alexis to stay angry, to let the fury consume her so completely that she would never look back.“I just don’t want you to fall for his tricks again, Alexis,” he said, hi
Julian stormed out of the Montgomery Group, his head pounding with frustration. He barely noticed the curious stares of the employees as he made his way to his car, his fingers dialing Victoria’s number before he even shut the door.She answered on the second ring. “Julian?”“Find out where Alexis went,” he ordered, his voice sharp and urgent. “I don’t care what it takes. Just get me the details.”Victoria, ever efficient, didn’t waste time with questions. “I’ll get back to you in ten.”Julian ended the call and exhaled, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Alexis had left, but that didn’t mean she had escaped him.Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Alexis stepped off the jet, the crisp Parisian air hitting her as she descended the stairs.The city was bright, alive, and bustling, but for her, it felt muted. Her thoughts were too loud.She handed her bag to the waiting chauffeur, barely paying attention as she reached for the car door.Just as she was about to step inside, a voice fr