“So, care to tell me what’s going on?” she asks as Jason walks away from us.“I’ve never shared this with anyone before.” I press my lips. “I can’t even see myself recalling that nightmare, so I wanted to tell Brandon first.”Her shoulders relax, and she touches my face. “It’s okay. How about you tell me about your unfortunate reunion with Drake?”“It was… a disaster.” I give in. “He paraded himself in front of Brandon, and he showed up today, and he will again, I’m sure. He’s not going to stop, A.”“He’s obsessed with you, I know. We didn’t know what was going on, but there wasn’t a day that passed that he didn’t mention you.” Her face turned concerned. “At first, I thought he just loved you so much, until Chris noticed something was wrong. He hurt you, Laynie. That was one thing Jason and I knew, but I didn’t know there was more to it, whatever it was.”And I hate that after everything the devil did to me, whenever he was near, I found myself submitting. “I don’t know how Brandon wi
“Welcome home!” I greet with a broad smile when Brandon steps into his penthouse. Behind him is Oliver, accompanied by a gorgeous honey-blonde-haired woman, I assumed his fiancée, and Cassius, who looks as stylish as ever. However, I am much more delighted when Casey appears.“Case!” I scream.“Alayna!” Her eyes widen, dropping her suitcase and running towards me. She squeezes me against her. “Oh my God, it’s really you! I’ve missed you goddamn much.”I sob on her shoulder. “You’re here!”“Of course, I wouldn’t miss this vacation Brandon offered me as soon as he called two days ago!” She releases me but holds my face and stares at me. “You still look so anxious. Damn, are you still getting enough sleep?”“Of course I am!” I chuckle.“You better be. I’m so worried about you!” Casey shakes her head. “I heard about it, you know. How are you?”“I’m fine. Especially when you’re all here now.” I look at everyone’s faces. My gaze stops at Brandon, watching us with a blank expression. God, it
Arianna has already set the table when we come to the kitchen. We prepared an entire course of French dinner tonight since I assumed everyone wanted something else. I’ve always cooked Italian at the restaurant, and I’d always love to try something new.Brandon quietly sits at the head of the table, and I settle on his right side, so I’ll be close to the prep area and if he wants me to get something else.I ask Arianna to sit with me because I don’t wish to be more awkward, and having her here and Casey makes me feel less anxious.We silently start putting food on our plates and then begin the feast. It also doesn’t help the tension with Arianna since she sits across from Cassius, so I opened up a subject.“Guys, um, how’s the dinner?” I ask.“Delicious as always.” Ollie smiles at me as he chews, then takes another bite. “And you’ve improved even more.”“We made seventeen percent more of our monthly proceeds in the restaurant, Ollie,” I inform proudly. “And more patrons for us.”“Wow.”
“Hey, Mom. I won’t be home tonight, and Arianna, of course. She’s with me,” I say on the phone, with Brandon watching me while standing by his bedroom window.“Even without your sister, I know you’d be there,” she points, then puffs a sharp breath. “Darling, I know you like that man, but I’d like you to be extra careful.”I look up at Brandon’s dead serious expression. “I understand where you’re coming from, but I’m okay. More than okay. Can you trust me?”“I trust you, of course. I’m just being cautious,” she mumbles.“Mom, he’s not the guy you should be concerned about,” Jason speaks from the other line. “You should be more concerned about me.” He chuckles pleasantly. “But seriously, give them a chance. Laynie knows more of what she’s doing than the rest of us. Plus, Brandon Lucien is super-rich.”“Jason! You know I don’t care about any of those as long as she is happy!” Mom scolds.“I am happy,” I declare without hesitation. “That’s all that matters, right?”I see a little gleam in
I feel Brandon’s presence, sitting on the sofa across from me. It’s just like every time we speak of something serious. “I’m listening.”“Drake… He was my, um, first love,” I begin.“I’m aware,” Brandon whispers roughly.“Well, he was very different from when I first met him. He was pure, very kind, and optimistic—a man full of dreams. He was in my class. I saw him every day, watched him eat, how he spoke in front of the class, and how he was so smart. So basically, everyone liked him.“Of course, including me. It was easy to fall for him. I was crazy about him, and since he was also close to Jason, I had enough time to be with him. He’d walk me every day after school, but he didn’t talk much about his life until I saw it with my own eyes. The turning point. His father was physically abusing him. That was when I knew I always wanted to be there with him. I confessed my feelings, and he felt the same about me.”Honestly, those are the moments I still cherish in my memory. It was the wa
I rush out of Brandon’s room with tears blocking my eyes. My mind is clouded by the last words he said.Leave.I’m so focused on the door, marching towards it to escape, that I didn’t notice bumping into someone’s chest as I try to reach the handle.“Hey,” says a smooth, deep voice. I look up and find Ollie’s face gazing down at me.“Oh.” I immediately wipe my tears and scan the space around me. Casey, Arianna, and Cassius are looking my way, concerned.“What is it, Alayna?” Ollie asks softly.“It’s nothing. Can you let me through?” I reach for the door handle again, but Ollie doesn’t let me.“Please, just let me leave. I need to leave.”Ollie signals Cassius with a finger snap, then points to the door. His brother nods, though he’s looking at my face. He has never spoken to me yet or even greeted me. I’m not sure what his problem is, but he certainly looks like he has something to say.“I’m coming with you,” Ollie says, then Cassius throws him his jacket and wears it on.“What? No, i
I walk by the beach for a short while to catch up with Chris. Oliver and Jason are following us from behind at a distance as we stroll by the shore.“I didn’t want to leave. We had no other choice,” Chris explains.“I heard. Your parents left you quite a fortune you didn’t know about until Arianna reached the legal age.”“It’s not that our dad’s lawyer hid it.” He shrugs. “He needed no complications. He waited for Arianna to turn eighteen. Of course, there’s no point in complaining. We thought it was for the best. You should have your future too.”I chuckle. “Well, I did. At least.”“You have your own restaurant now.”“Yes, but it doesn’t mean it won’t happen if you don’t leave. Chris, you could’ve tried to contact me, but you cut off all communications,” I defend. “I got over it. I know what happened. Are you not a part of the gang?”“Hell no.” His eyes slightly dilate. “I can never pull that off. I wasn’t in favor of Jason’s schemes at first, especially if Drake’s the one who influe
Facing Brandon’s cold side reminds me of the first time I met him—the man I thought couldn’t be defied. Especially now.We’re sitting on what feels like miles apart in the backseat of his Mercedes without talking, but the tension between us is thick and palpable. I ache to reach out to him, run my fingers over his chest, embrace him, and ask him what I can do for him, but I’m afraid he will reject me.I watch the window quietly, wondering where we are going. A couple of minutes later, we stop by a towering building in the middle of the city. Brandon steps out of the car first and lets John open the door for me.“What are we going to do here, exactly?” I ask, but John doesn’t answer and lets me walk first. Brandon waits for me patiently and unexpectedly holds my hand possessively.“I want you to be on your best behavior today. Can I count on that?”I swallow dryly. “Yes. I think I can do that.”“Good.”When we walk to the building, several men in suits approach him immediately, and Bra