AMELIAI stared long and hard at the divorce papers, even after they brought up my breakfast. It might’ve been an excuse on my end to leave the food untouched. Though Roman had reassured me that it would be tasted and that nothing would happen, all that was just because he wanted my signature.
The intensity in his gaze held me still, had me rooted to the spot like a plant. He rose from behind his large, mahogany desk slowly, loosening his tie and walking towards me in slow…predatory steps. My breath caught in my throat, and just as I feared his intensity would consume me, there was a kn
ROMANI couldn’t understand why my moon soured the longer I watched them speak to each other. They’d completely forgotten about my existence, engrossed in a conversation I couldn’t keep up with. Amelia kept smiling at every he said and Pierce, the bastard kept talking. “We should definitely ex
ROMANAfter the call I felt better, Amelia was easily out of my thoughts and I could fully focus on my work. Until I got a rather cryptic call from Colson, telling me to come home. The lawyer was home. His tone unsettled me and I was in my car in no time, racing home with a feeling of dread sp
AMELIASix months. I sank deeper into the mattress as I watched Roman's departing figure. My heart pouring so fast that I could hear it in my ears, my limbs trembled, it felt like I’d just escaped death or something similar. When I saw that heated look in his eyes, the determination to get in
AMELIAGrayson Holdings is a construction company my father and mother built from the ground up when they’d been in the early years of their relationship, at least that what my mother told me whenever I asked. I always wondered why she didn’t add her name to it, probably because she believed my fa
AMELIAI returned her smile, not wanting to cause a scene. Just get through today, Roman will handle the rest. “You are the new head of operations?” I asked with surprise in my voice, my sweet smile similar to Bertha's never faltering. “Yes, dad felt it was only proper now that I've returned f
“Oh?” I chewed on my bottom lip, “What do you have in mind?” He’s the first person who hasn’t told me who or what to be since I woke up, he just genuinely wants company and he’s a good conversationalist…it doesn’t hurt that he looks like he was carved by the heavens itself. “Well, I happen to ha
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
Roman chuckled, the rich sound sending heated shivers down my abdomen. His eyes crinkled at the corners, making him look more like the man I remembered. "So did you," he replied, nodding toward my pixie cut. I reached up self-consciously to touch the ends of my damp hair. "Maybe it should be called
Roman suddenly cleared his throat and dragged his gaze away. He ran a hand through his short blonde hair, sending droplets flying. "I'll get you something dry," he said, his voice rougher than before. He disappeared down a hallway without waiting for my response. Left alone, I took the opportunity
AMELIA My mouth opened, but no sound came out. Words, which had never failed me before, suddenly evaporated from my mind like morning dew under a harsh sun. I stood there, gun still stupidly hanging from my fingers, staring at the stranger-not-stranger before me. Roman Wellington. But not my Roman
Once the cabin was secure, I called Jessica again, needing to hear a friendly voice. "The place is beautiful," I told her, staring out at the lake. "Peaceful. I can see why someone would come here to disappear." "Maybe that's a sign," Jessica replied. "Maybe you're closer than you think." I sighe
I hesitated, torn between my duty to my family and the pull of something I couldn't name. Jessica reached out, taking my hand. "Go," she said simply. "Find him. Be back in a few days, with or without him. But at least you'll know and so will Greece," she finished with a small smile. Twenty-four h
"I know," I whispered. "I just need to see him. To explain. After that, if he wants me gone, I'll go,” A strong part of me believed he wouldn't want me around, it would break me but I would still do it. This wasn't just about me. Jessica leaned over to hug me, her baby bump pressing against my s
"I can make some inquiries," Nikolai replied, his voice careful, measured. "Roman Wellington is not an easy man to find if he doesn't want to be found." I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white. "But you can do it, right? You have connections I don't." There was a pause on the other
Now, I found myself reaching for the phone, my thumb hovering over his name. The photo I'd assigned to his contact was still there, Roman laughing, his eyes crinkled at the corners, hair slightly mussed from my hands running through it. It had been taken on the yacht, during those perfect days befor