Victoria's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You dare to lecture me on how to treat my own daughter? You, who has no idea what it means to be a mother?" I took a deep breath, steeling myself. "Being a mother doesn't give you the right to abuse and control your child. Greece deserves love, support, and re
JESSICA The cool evening breeze rustled through my newly dyed hair as I made my way back to St. Mary's Hospital for my night shift. I felt refreshed after my day off, but a nagging worry tugged at the back of my mind. Greece was Roman's sister, I did not know her that well but we'd run into each ot
I cut him off before he could finish, hating myself a little for the flicker of disappointment I saw in his eyes. "Sorry, I've already got plans for lunch tomorrow. Maybe another time?" It was a lie, and we both knew it. But Yul was too much of a gentleman to call me out on it. He nodded, his smile
"Dr. Timothy?" the man asked, his voice gruff. I nodded, keeping my expression neutral. "That's me. Can I help you gentlemen?" Instead of answering, the man simply opened the door to my building. "Please, go in," he said, his tone making it clear this wasn't a request. For a moment, I considered
He joined in my laughter, and for a moment, it was almost like old times. Almost. As the laughter died down, I glanced around my small apartment, suddenly very aware of how out of place my father looked here. His custom-made suit probably cost more than three months of my rent. "Have you eaten?" h
The moment the words left my mouth, I knew I'd made a mistake. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees as my father's expression hardened, his eyes that were similar to mine turning to steel. "No?" he repeated, his voice dangerously soft. "I don't think you understand the situati
As the men filed out, my father turned back to me. His expression was unreadable, a look of frustration and disappointment in his eyes. And though I was used to it, it still stung like a fucking bitch. "I'll let you keep living your fantasy life for now, Jessica," he said, his voice low and contro
As exhaustion finally began to overtake me, one thought kept circling in my mind, What the fuck was I going to do? The next morning, I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. My head was pounding, my eyes were swollen from crying, and my body ached from sleeping with my legs hanging off the b
SIX 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
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