"Rory?" Heath gave her a gentle pat, "What's up?"Aurora snapped back to reality, shaking her head, "It's nothing."Kieran drove them to the hotel, to the same presidential suite with its two bedrooms. Heath carried her into the living room and placed her on the sofa, touching her hair softly, "Play around for a bit, I need to handle some things."Aurora obediently nodded, sitting in the living room flipping through magazines when the doorbell rang.The study door was shut tight. Maybe Heath and Kieran didn't hear it. Aurora stood up to answer the door and froze."Eamon?" It took a moment for Aurora to register his presence, "What are you doing here?""Aurora, long time no see," Eamon greeted her, a bit startled himself.She let him in, "Heath and Kieran are in the study."Eamon nodded and looked back at her, "Aurora, are you visiting the States for fun?"Aurora smiled, "Yeah, it's my first time here. Heath brought me over for a look."Eamon glanced at her and without a word, knocked
Back in her sanctuary, Aurora was a flurry of emotions and hot showers. She glared at her own flushed face in the mirror and gave herself a pep talk – a literal slap of reality – muttering, "Get it together, Aurora. You're acting crazy!"The shock was real – she kissed Heath! Was she sleepwalking or what?She'd never let Heath get away with a kiss before without putting up a fight. What was different now? It dawned on her – he had guilt-tripped her! Her overflowing sympathy had left her defenses down. Yeah, that had to be the reason.In the midst of documents and serious business, Heath was in his room trying to focus but failing miserably. That kiss had left a sweet aftertaste that he couldn't shake off. Aurora was his weakness, and thinking about her just made him lose track of time and sense.He remembered the way she looked earlier, innocently standing on her tiptoes, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide, fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. It was a snapshot he couldn't eras
Heath, attired in a black suit with a subtle pattern, possessed sharp, well-defined features. He didn't wear a mask, and as soon as he entered the hall, he was the focus of myriad stares. Many greeted him; he acknowledged them with a minimal nod in response.Aurora had been unaware of the extent of Heath's influence in the United States.Heath glanced at her and spoke, "I'll have matters to attend to with Eamon later; don't wander off. Stay and enjoy the banquet."Aurora nodded, intuitively feeling that Heath didn't wish to disclose the details of his business to her.The masquerade ball was a swirl of strangers' faces, with the majority of the men forgoing masks as their presence was business-oriented, not for covert leisure.In contrast, the women companions sported a variety of masks, their attendance purely for the festivities, along with the socialites wearing exquisite makeup, for whom their visage was key to allure the opposite sex - why would they hide behind masks?The bustli
Aurora watched as Carly walked to the door, followed closely by Jasper as they left the hall, presumably to scout the surroundings.Just as she turned around, Heath had come down and walked briskly to her side upon seeing her. Aurora felt a bit nervous, clutching her purse, hoping Heath wouldn't notice."How are you? Tired?" Heath asked.Aurora shook her head: "I'm okay."As music played timely, couples entered the dance floor to dance. Heath extended his hand with a slight smile, "May I have the honor of this dance, Miss?"Aurora smiled, picked up her skirt slightly, and curtsied, placing her hand in Heath's palm: "It would be my honor."He led her to the dance floor, moving to the soft music. Her unexpectedly professional dancing surprised him, "Have you learned dancing before?""Uh... my grandfather had someone teach me," Aurora made up an excuse to get by. The etiquette of these social events was a course she had to learn in the Abyss, or else she would be punished.Heath, dancing
She awoke in Aurora's body, and the very next day, Dominic and Isabella got engaged.All those sweet words, gentle gazes, unbeatable achievements, and her countless scars suddenly turned into the biggest joke.It was all a lie, and she was always Dominic's sharpest blade and most competent pawn.She hadn't thought of Dominic in a long time, her only focus was to kill Isabella, and if Dominic got in her way, she'd take revenge on him too.But she didn't expect to meet him so soon.She thought she wouldn't feel anything, but now, she felt as if her tongue had been taken away, unable to utter even a simple "hello."Heath's expression was beyond bad. He held Aurora's hand so tightly it was almost breaking, but she seemed numb to the pain, showing no reaction.This damned woman, she had never looked at him like that!Since Dominic appeared, Aurora seemed like she had lost her soul!Dominic met Aurora's gaze, feeling a tremor in his heart.In her clear eyes, there was hatred, conflict, desp
Crouched low, Carly sprinted towards the gunfire, while Aurora circled the house to find a large tree. She bent down, hitched up her skirt, and climbed up, adjusting her sniper rifle to find the right position among the branches.Loading, aiming, calculating wind speed, she fine-tuned her scope. The moment her eye met the scope, the green crosshairs filling her vision, she felt like a warrior returning to the battlefield, sword in hand.By now, most of the guests had left. Through her night-vision scope, the red halos that appeared were those engaged in the firefight.Aurora's gaze followed Carly, who, to avoid stray bullets, had to advance quickly, bent at the waist. Circling the bushes around the house, Carly took advantage of the distraction provided by the gunfire and slipped into the underbrush.A hand slowly emerged from the bushes, waving in the night. Aurora knew Carly had joined up with Jasper.But the gunfire around them was intensifying. Carly and Jasper could barely sneak
Heath had been sitting in the living room since he woke up, his gaze fixed on a pair of blood-stained high heels on the coffee table.Aurora's high heels.Just moments ago, she was dancing gracefully, holding his hand, and then suddenly, they were separated by the crowd.He knew, Eamon had confirmed it, the blood on the shoes wasn't hers.So where was she?"Boss, it's time for your medication," Kieran said, approaching with a glass of water.Heath, clutching his shoulder, winced in pain and asked, "Have you found her?"Kieran shook his head, remaining silent.Heath held the water glass in his right hand, his head bowed, not uttering a word.He couldn't care less about what relationship Aurora had with Dominic Ashcroft or whom she harbored in her heart. His mind was consumed with thoughts of her smiling face.As long as she returned safely.The doorbell rang.Kieran stood up to open the door, seeing Aurora standing there. He thought he was dreaming.Excitedly he shouted, "Boss! Miss Au
"Boss! Boss!" Kieran shouted, rushing to Heath's side.Hearing the commotion, Aurora ran out of her room. Seeing Heath on the floor with a bloodied shoulder, she hurried to help Kieran carry him to his room.After Kieran left to call Lysander, Aurora skillfully disinfected and bandaged Heath's wound.When Kieran returned, he found Aurora almost done with the cleanup.“Miss Aurora...” Kieran began, curious about her emergency medical skills."Where's Lysander? How soon can he get here? I only managed to stop the bleeding, but Heath's wound looks infected, and he's feverish. Didn't you notice?" Aurora asked, packing up the medical kit."A fever? He seemed okay when he woke up this afternoon..." Kieran said, puzzled."With such a serious injury, a fever is normal. Why wasn't someone with him?" Aurora asked, her voice filled with concern and reproach, as Heath lay still, his brow furrowed in pain."Miss Aurora, when the boss woke up, he sent us all to find you and insisted on being alone.
The next morning, Vespera was woken up at dawn, barely getting a few hours of sleep. Known as a dedicated designer, she was usually the first one awake, but today she could barely keep her eyes open. As the stylist worked on her hair and makeup, Vespera sat half-dazed, drifting in and out, completely unaware of the hands tugging her in all directions.Two hours later, with her hair and makeup done, Vespera finally slipped into her wedding dress. The reality hit her, and for the first time, she fully realized she was about to get married.Memories flooded back, particularly that first encounter with Alaric. He’d been sprawled on the steps outside, a bit too tipsy, looking up with half-closed eyes, asking, “What’s wrong with me?” Vespera, surprising even herself, had replied, “Nothing at all.”Back then, he was just a bright, headstrong young man, carrying so many dreams and frustrations. Somewhere along the way, he’d grown into this strong, grounded man. And somehow, after everything,
It wasn’t until a few days after their engagement that it even crossed Vespera’s mind to ask about the villa.Alaric confirmed he’d bought it, explaining that he’d thought she might like it and decided to go for it. As for renovations, he wanted to wait until she officially agreed to everything; after all, they’d eventually need their own place—living with Zane forever wasn’t exactly an option.By now, the news of Alaric and Vespera’s engagement had spread everywhere. Alaric was practically ready to announce it to the world on social media, but thankfully, Aurora stepped in, suggesting he keep things low-key since he was the company CEO. Plus, Vespera wasn’t exactly a fan of the public spotlight.Alaric reluctantly held back but couldn’t resist dropping hints in his friend group chat every other day. Heath and the rest were used to it by now—except Lysander, who constantly complained that he was drowning in a sea of "lovey-dovey vibes," being the lone single guy among them.When Auror
The next morning, Alaric woke up, remembering last night’s events. He pinched himself—no, it wasn’t a dream. Vespera had actually said yes.He jumped out of bed, showered, changed, and even straightened his tie before driving to her studio. There she was, focused on work, wearing a stylish dress and light makeup, looking absolutely radiant.When he walked in, Vespera looked up, surprised. “Finally awake?” she asked with a smirk.Alaric simply nodded, taking her hand without a word and leading her downstairs. She stumbled after him, asking, “Where are we going?”Alaric gently nudged her into his car, driving her toward a villa. Vespera was clueless and a bit shocked, glancing around, unsure of what was happening.They finally arrived at a beautiful villa. Alaric opened the door, and she asked, “Did you just buy this?”&n
The next morning, Alaric was finally over his fever. When Vespera woke up, he was already waiting in the living room. After breakfast, they both headed to their respective offices.Aurora’s team reported they’d successfully returned to the Whitmore family’s estate. For her, that had been a fierce battle. For Vespera, however, the real challenge lay ahead: the design competition.Ever since her last conversation with Yvonne, where Yvonne had hinted that everything she had was due to Aurora and Alaric’s support, Vespera had been determined to prove herself. She wanted to be worthy of Alaric and was pouring all her energy into this competition.After submitting her designs, Vespera anxiously waited at home for results. When the winners were finally announced online, she saw her name in second place. The relief and pride were overwhelming. She had finally achieved something worth sharing with Alaric. Now, with the award ceremony in the UK, she had no choice but to let him know.Expecting
Vespera had reclaimed her brand, and Alaric seemed to be maturing by the day, treating her like she was his entire world. Everything seemed to be falling into place.After that showdown in Alaric’s office with Elowen, she hadn’t shown her face again. Vespera figured it was over, that Elowen had finally given up. Everyone else thought the same.But on the day they took graduation photos, Aurora disappeared. Heath and Alaric eventually tracked her down — Elowen had taken her. Vespera was frantic, blaming herself for not protecting Aurora better.Heath and Alaric couldn’t stop Aurora’s flight at the airport, so they booked tickets to the UK to get her back. Vespera had too much to handle here to join them, so she only saw Alaric off at the airport.He held her close, whispering, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, and Aurora will be safe.”Vespera hugged him back tightly. She trusted him. Alaric and Heath would get this done — Elowen had crossed a line that couldn’t be ignored, and she knew
This past week, Aurora had been tirelessly setting up to counter Evelyn and her allies, Yvonne and Elowen. Meanwhile, Alaric, working alongside Aurora to reclaim Elowen’s brand.A week later, the press conference went ahead as planned. Alaric helped Vespera pick an outfit, stayed until she’d finished her makeup, and then drove her to the venue himself.The conference, led by Evelyn, was a disaster for her team. They failed to take over Aurora’s company, couldn’t drive her out of the Pendleton family, and made no progress in placing Yvonne and Elowen as CEO and head designer. Their plans had backfired entirely.Leaving the venue, Yvonne, clearly shaken, stepped in front of a car without looking and was hit, blood pooling around her. Vespera, stunned and dizzy at the sight, would have collapsed if Alaric hadn’t steadied her.Frantically, Vespera fumbled with her phone to call home, stammering, “It’s Yvonne… she’s bleeding so much…”As someone unaccustomed to such violence, Vespera was t
Alaric looked at Vespera with an innocent expression and said, “It’s not what you think. I’m not a creep.”“Not a creep?” Vespera glared at him. “Then what were you doing in my room?”Alaric almost groaned. “If I told you I was here to give you a massage, would you believe me?”“Total creep!” she shouted. “Sneaking into my bed while I was asleep!”Alaric shot back, “I did not! When I woke up, you were the one curled up on me!”Vespera paused, recalling the moment she woke up. Okay, maybe she had been cozying up to him. Wait a second—was he implying she was the one acting out of line?Seeing her hesitation, Alaric grinned smugly. “See? You were just as comfortable with it!”“Get out!” Vespera yelled.Alaric left the room, trying not to smile too much. Sure, nothing happened, but just getting to hold her felt amazing. Although… his shoulder was sore from her leaning on him all night, so he headed back to his room to grab a few more hours of sleep.Vespera, alone in her room, listened as
Vespera walked ahead, casual and carefree in a T-shirt and shorts, no makeup, and even bare of high heels, while Alaric trailed close behind with a jacket in hand, grinning like a fool. Everyone in the lobby couldn’t help but notice—their usually composed CEO was tagging along, practically beaming.Catching up to her, Alaric draped his jacket over her shoulders. “How could you leave without dressing warmer? You’ll end up with a stomach ache tonight,” he said, his voice soft with affection.Vespera felt a warm flutter in her chest but stayed quiet, letting his jacket settle around her as they walked out. Alaric was thrilled she hadn’t brushed him off; emboldened, he slipped his hand into hers, wrapping her cold fingers in his.For a moment, she stiffened, then relaxed, letting her hand nestle securely in his. Together, they headed to the parking lot, Alaric practically floating with joy. This felt better than winning the lottery!Bringing her home, Alaric felt out of his depth—things h
Alaric stood in his office, with Elowen right in front of him, her hand tugging at his tie, a faint smirk hidden beneath her slightly indignant expression.Seeing the scene, Vespera nearly turned around and left right then and there. But she reminded herself of her purpose for coming today. She was done hiding from Elowen. Even if Alaric wasn’t hers in the end, she’d be damned if he ended up with someone like Elowen.So Vespera strode into the office, fixed her gaze on them, and asked, “What’s going on here?”At the sound of her voice, Alaric spun around, fumbling to free his tie from Elowen’s grip. But Elowen held tight, glancing over at Vespera with a slight smile. “Miss Thornfield? You’re here?”Vespera closed the door behind her, gave a slight nod, and asked again, “What exactly is this about?”Elowen smirked. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just wanted to ask Alaric if I could borrow a few people to help promote my new fashion line. Not sure if he’s on board with it, though.”“Not a chance,