LOGINSIX MONTHS LATER The annual Wellington Anniversary gala was in full swing, and we'd decided to host it in our home rather than the hotel it was in late year. The ballroom of our estate glittering with lights that illuminated the beauty of the hall’s interior, reflecting against the marble floors
Wolves. They were fucking wolves yet Roman acted like they simply dogs he'd raised. And in turn, they acted the same towards him. “Why wolves though?” I raised a questioning brow as I caressed Sage's soft fur and Juniper whining a few seconds after that. Roman shrugged, “Why not?” He replied w
"You should hate me," I whispered, my voice breaking. "After what I did, you should hate me." "I know," he agreed, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. "It would be so much easier if I did." A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it. Roman reached out, hesitated, then gently brushed i
"What happened?" he asked, his voice gentler than I deserved. I laughed bitterly. "Nothing dramatic. No great tragedy or betrayal. Just... emptiness. Day after day of emptiness. Making decisions that affect hundreds of people, never letting anyone close enough to see that I'm terrified of making th
I woke to unfamiliar shadows dancing across an unfamiliar ceiling. For a moment, panic seized me as I forgot where I was. Until it came rushing back and I found myself sinking deeper into the mattress Roman's bed was sinfully comfortable, the sheets soft against my skin. I stretched, my muscles p
The rain continued to lash against the windows, filling the silence between us. Outside, lightning flashed, illuminating Roman's face and his even darker expression. I wasn't getting through to him. And I didn't blame him. "Two years ago, you made it very clear that you didn't need me," he said
As we pulled away from Roman's mansion, I found myself relaxing a bit. Vincent had a way of putting me at ease, his easygoing nature a stark contrast to the constant tension I felt around Roman. "So," I began, fiddling with the hem of my dress, "Is there anything else I should know about your famil
“Last night you made my wife leave the safety of her home and come over at a time that wasn't safe,” What? His wife? Is he referring to Amelia?! What the fuck is going on? Is he upset because my father called Amelia over at night? “I…Mr. Wellington…” Even my father was at a loss for wo
I felt tears pricking at the corners of my eyes but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry. "This is fucking blackmail!" I said, my voice thick with suppressed emotion. Monica laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "Oh, darling, don't be so dramatic. It's just
AMELIAEverything else that came after meeting with Roman in front of the room was hazy. I knew he had led me to bed, my eyes heavy with as I kept telling him to promise. All I could think about was the fact that if he owned Grayson, I wouldn't have to give my shares to Bertha. It would be better







