[Avery’s POV]I sit on the side of Aiden’s bed, taking in his flushed pink cheeks. When the morning started, he had been just fine, but now he was running a high fever and had been sent home from daycare. After a quick doctor's visit to confirm it had nothing to do with his illness from infancy, I brought him home and tucked him in, and he immediately fell asleep.Sighing, I run a hand along his head, pushing back the dark hair there as I continue to take him in.How was it possible that he was already four?Time has most certainly flown since the day I lost everything and began to rebuild my life, but in the end, I was in a much better place than that woman back then.To say that life was rough after I left the city was an understatement. From being pregnant and taking classes on interior design to kick-starting my company on my own despite Gregory's insisting that he would help,In the end, Gregory stayed with me until after I had Aiden to help me settle down in my new home. After t
[Avery’s POV]After our meal, I sit outside on the porch with Gregory, watching as Duncan heads to his car and then drives off."About time," Gregory huffs, taking a drag of his cigarette. "I thought that bastard was never going to leave.""Shouldn’t you be going too?" I counter, giving him a look.It had already gotten late, and I still had to wake up early for work. Tomorrow was a big day with an important client, and I wanted to be well rested."Didn’t you miss me while I was away?" He asks, feigning hurt. "Or was I the only one who was miserable being apart?"Frowning, I bite back my initial response, as I don’t want to ruin the light mood that is gathered around us."I’ve just got to get up early," I explain."Right," he says slowly, though he doesn’t seem happy about it. "Are you sure that you’re going to be alright with seeing her?"The her he was referring to was Tonia, since my company was assigned to working on the layout of her most recent store that was opening tomorrow.M
[Atlas’ POV]The next day, I sit at my desk, looking over the designs for The Franklin, before meeting with Miss King later. I was amazed at how quickly our meeting was scheduled, but I also appreciated the promptness of wanting to complete the project.Sighing, I sit back in my seat just as my door flies open and Dean appears with a look of urgency on his face."Atlas!" He gasps, stopping in front of my desk and panting. "Have you seen the news?""News?" I repeat, raising a brow. "No, I haven’t. And why would whether or not I had made you barge into my office like this?""This!" He continues, pulling his phone from his pocket and shoving it toward me. "Look!"Frowning, I peer down at the screen in front of me and feel my heart do a painful flip as I take in the photo that Dean wanted me to see."How?" I hiss, first taking in Gregory, who cradles a little boy in his arms, before turning my gaze to the woman that is with them. "This can’t be.""What are the chances?" Dean pushes. "She
[Avery’s POV]I stand outside of Atlas’ door, trying to calm my rapid heartbeat, when I hear the sound of talking inside.Curiosity piquing, I lean forward and wait until I can make out Atlas and Gregory’s voices."It depends," I hear Atlas say, and I find myself wondering exactly what it is that they’re talking about."On?" Gregory asks."Who the woman in the photo is."Shit, I didn’t need to wonder any longer what was going on between them. I had already seen the photo that was floating around the internet thanks to Duncan and a few other workers.They were bombarding me with so many questions that I left the office early for this meeting with Atlas as a distraction, but now even he was asking about it.Sighing, I try to ignore the slight bit of hope that builds within me that maybe he has an issue with it."Don’t be ridiculous," I sigh.There was no way that was the problem since he had Tonia and didn’t give two shits about me. Honestly, if he had an issue, it was most likely due t
[Atlas' POV]"He is yours."Avery's words are like a slap in the face that leaves me in utter disbelief and shock.Mine… The boy that the news was claiming belonged to Gregory was mine. But not only mine. He was also Avery's. We had a child.How was this even possible? Not only was Avery alive, but she was even thriving, and she brought a little miracle with her."He's mine," I murmur, testing the words on my tongue. "The chi… I mean, Aiden, he is mine.""That's right," Avery confirms while Gregory remains silent."That's… Wonderful," I manage, trying to make sense of the emotions I was trying to process. "Then we can...""Not we," Avery corrects, her voice harsh. "There is no we.""Right," I sigh. "But why exactly is that?"Now that I knew she didn't die all those years ago, I was left with the question of why she left.What happened back then made her disappear entirely, hiding not only her location but even a child."Are you really asking me that?""I am," I confirm. "I think I am
[Avery’s POV]I don’t know why I’m even saying what I’m saying, but I feel the sudden need to draw a line between Atlas and me, especially with how open he was about still caring.Although I learned everything was a misunderstanding, that didn’t change the fact that for that misunderstanding to happen, there had to be someone out there powerful enough to make it happen. And if that was the case, then that meant that someone really didn’t want us together, and I didn’t know what they were capable of doing if they didn’t get what they wanted."We’re here," Atlas announces, ending our conversation before he can even try to push.He pulls the car into park and then makes his way to my side before I can even grab my door handle to attempt to open it, and he pulls it open."After you," he says, beaming."Thank you."Grabbing my purse, I climb out of the car and stare up at The Franklin while memories of the woman I was back then begin to flow. It was technically after I came here that mine
[Avery’s POV]Suddenly feeling too exhausted to bother arguing, I just shrug and continue to look out my window."Suit yourself," I say, resting my forehead against the cool glass. "But don’t blame me when your wife gets mad."When Atlas doesn’t argue the fact that Tonia is actually his wife, I feel a pang of pain shoot through me, hardening my heart even further."Nothing to say?" I ask, unable to control the anger that is beginning to bubble up."That's..." he begins, and then stops as if realizing that there isn’t anything he can truly say to make this whole situation any better. "I’ll handle it.""Right," I huff, rolling my eyes. "Because you’ve done a bang-up job of doing that the past five years."At my words, he takes a sharp turn into a parking lot and puts the car in park before turning and grabbing my chin roughly so he can make me look at him."I’m going to make one thing clear here," he says, leaning in so close that his breath tickles my skin and causes my heartbeat to ki
[Gregory’s POV]I stare at the speedometer of my mustang and press the gas, speeding toward home, where I know my mother should be.Fuck, even though I told myself I wouldn’t give two shits that Avery met with my father again, now that they were actually together, I was going mad.My mind was running a mile a fucking minute, imagining things that I knew were highly unlikely, but they were still there.Pressing the gas harder, I shake off the burning rage and jealousy I feel and weave in and out of traffic until the large condominium appears.Screeching into the parking garage, I turn into a space on two wheels and then park.Jumping out of my car, I ignore the stares that I’m receiving, as I couldn’t care less about what those bastards with nothing better to do with their time were thinking."Take a picture; it lasts longer," I call over my shoulder before pressing the up button of the elevator and waiting.When it arrives, I step inside, take it up to the penthouse, and wait until th
[Avery’s POV]"Congratulations, Mrs. Jennings!” My doctor beamed, handing me a long sheet of ultrasound pictures. “You’re pregnant!”Nodding, I took in the tadpole-looking creature in the pictures that I had been handed. Although I expected that this was what was wrong with me when the nausea and dizziness started, it was still amazing to see.Atlas and I had been back together for two years, and despite our best attempts, we hadn’t managed to get pregnant. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, here I was, pregnant.“Thank you,” I beam, hopping off the examination table.“Of course, be sure to give this to whatever pharmacy you use.”Smiling, I take the prescription for a prenatal from him and then head out. After dropping off the prescription, I head to the store to buy a few things before heading home.When I arrive, Atlas and Aiden still haven’t arrived, giving me the perfect opportunity to set up my surprise for them. By the time I’m finished, both appear, and before I can even
[Atlas’ POV]The feeling of an empty space beside me jolts me awake as irrational thoughts begin to overcome me, each worse than the other. Since a week before mine and Avery’s wedding, nightmares of her disappearing on me again began to haunt me, and even now that we were married and even on our honeymoon, the fear that she would just vanish forever still left me in a panic.As I take in the large empty room around me, the fear continues to grow until it is damn near suffocating and I feel like I’m going to throw up.Jumping up, I rush out and take in the empty living room. The sight only makes my panic grow.“Avery!” I call, starting to move again, this time in the direction of the kitchen. “Where are you?”The sound of the fridge door closing comes in response to my question, and before I can stop myself, I’m rushing forward until I see her standing at the counter with a bowl of fruit in one hand and whipped cream in the other.“Atlas?” She asks, her eyes widening in shock. “What’s
[Avery’s POV]I stare at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. As I take in the woman staring back at me, I feel my heart fluttering with anticipation and my stomach churning with nerves.After a year of planning, it was finally the big day where Atlas and I would become husband and wife. I was both excited and terrified, as the thought of forever still scared me.Taking a few deep breaths, I push my long, dark hair, which is curled to perfection, over my shoulder so that my bare shoulders are exposed. Frowning, I let my gaze come to rest on a single hickey that Atlas placed on me the night before.“Asshole,” I grumble, reaching for some foundation so that I could cover it.“Let us, miss!” Melanie, my beautician, gasps. “Today is your day to relax and be pampered!”“It isn’t that big of a deal,” I point out, but allow her to take the blending sponge from me. “You’ve already done enough!”As I speak, I take in my reflection once more, admiring the professionally placed makeup on
[Atlas’ POV]My dick throbs at Avery’s words, and I can’t control myself. Reaching out, I lift her into my arms and beeline straight for the bedroom. Once inside, I throw her on the bed and then go to the dresser to find a belt.“Hands out,” I announce after I’ve found it.Nodding, she does as I say, holding her wrists together in anticipation of being confined.“Such a good girl,” I murmur, wrapping the belt in place. “Now lay on your stomach.”I watch as she moves around, laying on her stomach and sticking her ass up in the air for me. Giving a giggle, she waggles it about until my hand connects with it.“Oh, Atlas!” She gasps as I smack her ass again and then slowly run my fingers over the beautiful handprint that now colors her porcelain skin. “More.”“Do you like it when I spank you, little minx?” I ask, smacking her ass again. “Does it turn you on that much to be punished by me?”“It does,” she confirms, laying her head on the bed and closing her eyes. “I love it when you do any
[Avery’s POV]I stare on in disbelief as Atlas looks up at me with so much love and determination that it makes my heart feel full.“Avery King,” he begins, opening the box so that I can see a diamond ring with opalesque accents. “I’ve been waiting five years to ask you this, and I don’t want to wait any longer. Since the day you came crashing into my life, I couldn’t get you off my mind, and with each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, and even year, I grow more and more enamored with you.”With each word, my heart beats faster until I’m sure it is going to beat out of my chest, but I want to hear more.“I’ve said it many times, but those five years without you were torture. Your smiling face, adorable gestures, and strength and beauty haunted my every waking moment. Never in my life have I met someone who could possess me so wholeheartedly—mind, body, and soul—but you managed to do it, and now I never want to let you go. I want you to be my first good morning and my last goodni
[Avery’s POV]My cheeks flush ferociously as Atlas stares at me, unspeaking. Dammit, couldn’t he say something? The silence was beginning to make me feel like I had said something wrong.“Wait til I get you alone,” he finally growls, his eyes darkening. “I’m going to..."“Mr. Jennings!”Saved by the doctor. Letting out a sigh, I turn my gaze to watch him walk in with a push cart filled with the items needed to remove the bullets from Atlas’ body.“Now isn’t a good time,” Atlas tries, but stops as I narrow my gaze on him. “Fine,” he sighs, letting out a chuckle. “But make it quick.”For a moment, the doctor doesn’t speak as he looks from Atlas to me and back, but when he decides that whatever was going on wasn’t too serious, he focuses on Atlas.“Whatever it was, I can wait.”After that, he busies himself digging into Atlas’ skin so that he could pull out each and every bullet that was lodged in him. Once he finishes, he stitches the holes closed and then wraps them.“Now,” he begins,
[Atlas’ POV]“Can’t you go any faster?”I fix my gaze on the medic that is working on wrapping my injuries as my impatience grows more and more.“Sir, I’m going as quickly as I can,” he responds, not bothering to hide his annoyance. “You’ve got bullets lodged in your body, and you’re demanding that we simply wrap your injuries and allow you to go.”“If you’re just going to fuss, then I'm..."“Going to allow these nice men to continue their job,” Dean offers, pressing a finger against one of my wounds.Hissing in pain, I shoot him a glare but remain silent until finally the medic finishes and steps back.“That should keep you from bleeding out,” he says, still looking uncomfortable. “But you really do need to come in and let us perform surgery to get those bullets out.”“Only once I’m sure my wife and child are okay,” I counter, getting up and throwing on my jacket. “Dean, let’s go.”Nodding, Dean follows me to his awaiting car. I climb inside and wait until he slips into the driver's
[Avery’s POV]I stare at the hole where the elevator had just been while my heart hammers in my chest. It was hard to believe that I was just mere minutes away from plummetting to my death, and that left me frozen to the spot, but I knew that I couldn’t continue to stay here.“We need to get out of here,” I announce, tearing my gaze away and fixing it on the man and woman who had helped me. “What floor are we on?”“Tenth,” the man responds.Right. So we had ten more floors to reach freedom.“Then there are ten floors between us and safety,” I continue, getting to my feet.As I stand, a hiss of pain escapes me as the cloth of my shirt pulls against the injury on my back.“Oh my goodness,” the woman gasps. “You’re hurt!”“It’s fine,” I assure her, trying to ignore the pain I feel. “Which way are the stairs?”“This way,” the man responds.Nodding, I motion for him to lead the way as I pick up Aiden and cradle him in my arms. Despite everything that he was currently experiencing, he was a
[Atlas’ POV]The feel of nails running along my skin rouses me from the darkness that I’m encompassed in, but something about them feels wrong. They’re much too sharp, and instead of feeling pleasant tingles from them, I feel nothing but disgust.Grunting, I attempt to roll away from them, but find that my wrists and ankles are bound.Prying open my eyes, I take in Tonia as she lays beside me with a look of contentment and pride on her face.“Oh, did I wake you?” She giggles, continuing to let her fingertips caress my skin. “I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer, but when I see you without a shirt, I just can’t help myself.”Without a shirt? What the fuck was this woman talking about?Frowning, I tear my gaze away from Tonia and take in my naked torso. Further down, I can see my briefs, but they’re the only thing that I’m wearing.“Where are my clothes?” I growl, attempting to move again, only to be reminded that I’m currently trapped. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”Was she reall