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Chapter Fourteen: At His Mercy

Author: B.Krypton
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-05 18:13:15

I was lounging on the couch, scrolling through my phone aimlessly. I stared at a picture Liam had just posted. It was from a night at the bar, his crooked smile and carefree charm staring back at me. I hated to admit it, but I kind of missed him. Missed the way he could make any conversation feel normal, easy, even when my world was spinning out of control.

A sharp knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. I jumped slightly as Martha, the housekeeper, stepped in. She folded her hands neatly in front of her and said, in her usual formal tone, “Mr. Blackwood has requested your presence in his office.”

The mention of Julian’s name jolted me back to my current reality.

“Do you know why?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer. Martha simply shook her head and waited for me to follow.

I glanced around the room. My dad, sitting in his usual spot with the newspaper, looked at me with concern. It was the “I hope everything is okay” look. But I couldn’t give him any answers. Wi
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