I met Soren's gaze directly.The morning light streamed through the window and settled on his eyes. His pupils caught the light, reflecting it like pearls. His smile was warm and sunny, and his throat was irresistibly seductive.I felt both warm and fuzzy, moved and uneasy.Before I could stop myself, the words tumbled out. "What will you do if your grandfather is against us being together?"So many things had suggested that his grandfather might be the obstacle between us. I'd been thinking about it for days, but I still couldn't come up with a plan to change his mind.Soren laughed as if the thought didn't bother him at all. Instead, he asked, "What would you do? Are you going to break up with me immediately?"I couldn't bring myself to answer yes.He pinched my cheek with the hand he'd used to pat my head—almost like a warning. "Don't even think about it, Taylor! I won't agree to it!""But what will you do? Go against your family?" I countered.I knew the Kenways were a lov
"Good morning, Madame Kenway. I've had a lot on my plate by the end of the year, so I haven't found the time to visit. Sorry about that!"Lisbeth stiffened. "'Madame?' You're still calling me that?"Stunned, I shot a glance at Soren for help.He moved closer and interlaced his fingers with mine. "You should be calling her 'Ms. Lisbeth' by now."His actions made it clear that our relationship had changed.Lisbeth's lack of objection only reinforced that.I couldn't believe it. If she had accepted me as her son's girlfriend, why hadn't she even asked about me last night? Even out of simple courtesy?Was I overthinking this? Had I misunderstood her? Or was Lisbeth simply too skilled at concealing her true thoughts?This wasn't the time for speculation.I quickly greeted her, "Alright, Ms. Lisbeth."She smiled warmly. "Now that's more like it! Come, take a seat."Soren gave my arm a slight tug, as if urging me to relax."Last night must have scared you, didn't it? I can't belie
Lisbeth looked a little surprised. "Huh? If that's the case, then I guess there's no problem after all."I shot a knowing look at Soren. He understood and stood. "Mom, Taylor and I are going to visit Grandpa. We'll be back for lunch.""Sure thing."Soleil jumped up cheerfully, ready to follow, but Lisbeth stopped her. "You just saw him this morning! Come back, Sol. You really should learn to be more demure by now!"Soleil pouted and returned to the couch.Soren reached for my hand, but I frowned at him.It wasn't until we left the house that he took my hand and whispered, "Why are you embarrassed? It's just holding hands.""Not in front of your mom!""Why not?"I gave him a teasing look. "Do you know that moms have a special protective instinct toward their sons? They really don't like seeing their boy getting all handsy with his girlfriend."Mothers often fought with their daughters-in-law over this very thing—jealous of seeing their sons "taken away" by someone else. Sore
We exchanged a glance. Soren tightened his grip as if afraid I might run away and then approached the old man."Grandpa? Good morning! I've come with my girlfriend," he called softly, smiling.William sat up straight, studying us with sharp, shrewd eyes. His face held a commanding presence, the kind that came only with experience."Good morning, sir. I'm Taylor Jones."William smiled. "Your stories precede you, my dear.""I hope they're the favorable kind.""They are. I remember you from more than a decade ago—a little girl with the bravest heart and spirit. You saved Ren's life twice! He's never forgotten you."He pulled the blanket off his lap.Soren quickly moved to help him up."Back then, we came to thank you in person, but we only saw your grandmother," he said, smiling. "I heard you were hiding in your room!"William's memory was impressive, and his mind remained sharp despite his age.I nodded. "You've got a good memory, sir. I saw a few soldiers through the crack in
My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively turned to look at Soren."Grandpa, I—" Soren had just started speaking when William interrupted, "I'm trying to have a chat with Miss Jones, young man. Why are you interrupting? What could I possibly do to your lifesaver, hmm?"Although William's tone remained warm, his repeated reference to me as "Miss Jones" made something clear.I had failed his test.What he was trying to say was that, as much as I had saved Soren's life, the facts remained. I was from the Jones family, a family of such lowly status that we could never hope to be on par with or approach the Kenways.He didn't say it outright, but I understood."That's right. My father made some bad business decisions and was sentenced to prison. But he's now appealed for medical parole due to health issues," I answered truthfully since there was no point in hiding it.William nodded. "I heard it was you who turned him in?""Yes, it was."A flicker of appreciation passed throug
"But that's because he's—"Soren was about to argue, but I quickly tugged on his hand and interrupted, "Your grandfather's right, Soren. You should focus on your career right now, especially since you're your family's heir. You can't let personal feelings interfere with your greater responsibilities."William nodded approvingly. "You're a sensible woman, Miss Jones. It seems Soren has good taste."I forced a bitter smile.Sensible? More like I was forced to say that.But truthfully, I wasn't in a rush to get married, and William's stance actually lifted some pressure off me. In a way, it was a relief.The tension in the air lifted after my words smoothed things over.Soren and I returned to our seats.Just then, someone entered the courtyard—one of William's personal aides, based on their attire and demeanor."Sir, Commander Frieze and Miss Frieze have arrived," he announced.My heart skipped a beat. Commander Frieze? Miss Frieze?Was Candy here? What a coincidence!"Let th
At the time, I was Edward's girlfriend, yet he completely ignored me.And now, the same thing was happening again.The only question was whether Candy would be as "fortunate" as Maddison and end up marrying the man she admired."I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Miss Frieze. And thank you for the coat last night," Soren said politely.Candy smiled. "There's no need to thank me, Soren. It's just a piece of clothing."As she spoke, her gaze shifted toward me, her smile carrying a subtle challenge and disdain—something only I could perceive.Last night, I transferred 3,900 dollars to her after adding her to my contacts, but she refused to accept it and sent the money back.Clearly, she viewed her kindness as being for Soren, not for me, and had no interest in accepting my money.After smiling, she turned to greet me. "Taylor, you're here too…"I returned her smile. "Yes, I came to visit Mr. Kenway as well."William looked slightly surprised. "You two know each other?""Tayl
Conflicts between women were never easy to define, often leaving it unclear who is right and who is wrong.Even someone as shrewd as William chose not to intervene, silently sipping his coffee.Soren turned to look at me, his dark eyes twinkling with amusement.I glanced at him, feeling an inexplicable irritation.Was he actually enjoying this? Did he find it entertaining to watch Candy and me bicker over him?I shouldn't have agreed to be his girlfriend, not when I hadn't known about Candy's ties to his family in the first place!My life was already complicated enough, and now it felt like an even bigger mess.Meanwhile, the two older gentlemen changed the topic, easing the tension and silence between us.Just then, my phone rang.I checked the screen—it was Jamie, likely calling about work.I excused myself and stepped outside to take the call.Jamie went over some details regarding the fashion show, and the conversation lasted about eight minutes.When I hung up and turn
"So what? It's always couples' intimacy hour everywhere," Soren replied with a grin, leaning in for a kiss.I turned away. "You reek of alcohol!"He sniffed himself, clearly thinking he smelled bad, too. I expected him to ignore it and keep going, but instead, he pulled me upright. "Let's go. To the showers!"I guessed he was worried that our first time after two years would be ruined by bad breath and stench.He tried to lift me into his arms, but I was concerned he might be too tipsy. We had a playful struggle before he finally scooped me up in a bridal carry."I told you. I'm not drunk!" he insisted.I realized there was no escaping him today, so I reminded him, "Our son is still at the hospital, Soren. With Aunt Sarah.""Mm-hmm. Once his mommy and daddy love each other very much, he'll see us.""Soren! Be serious!""Loving my wife is the most serious thing there is."-Two months later, my grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Soren and I had only just woken u
I got up and shot Soren a glance. "You guys must have been worried about him over these two years. Thank you for taking care of him.""Why, you're welcome," Richard replied with exaggerated pomp. "He didn't torment us, actually. He took it out on his subordinates. He worked like a machine, and everyone under him had to do the same. You should really thank his employees the most!"A pang shot through me as I looked at Soren. I'd heard about this from Jean, but hearing it again from his close friends only deepened that painful regret.I thought I'd been kind, but it was likely the cruelest thing I'd ever done to him. And yet, he held no blame against me and still loved me.It moved me. I filled both our glasses to the brim.Soren looked baffled. "What are you doing? They didn't specifically want to make you drink—""A toast to our relationship, my love," I said, passing him his glass.Soren froze, clearly not expecting this from me.The crowd, though, had already erupted into che
Being with Soren felt like a walk in the sunniest, coolest spring. He told me he loved me, and that made me his equal.Know what? It made me feel confident all of a sudden.We locked eyes for a long time before I pulled away."I… I'm basically unemployed right now," I muttered.I was about to launch a new business, but my grandmother's illness and my son's age forced me to set everything aside again."It wasn't easy raising a child alone, Tay, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Besides, with your skills, it's only a matter of time before your career takes off again."I beamed. "You really think so? That's a lot of confidence, dude.""Of course I do." He held my hands. "Starting a business takes time and energy, so how about you move in with me? I'll raise our son while you focus on what you want to do."I laughed. "Oh God, was that the whole point of this talk from the start?"Soren laughed as well, his handsome face relaxing. "Well, now that we're getting married, whe
Soren smiled. "No need to doubt. That was one of my ulterior motives."So he wanted me to agree to our marriage because he wanted sex?!I stared at him, unmoving."Come on, I'm sending you both up," he said, his driver's presence making things awkward.Soren took the baby from my arms and strode inside.In the elevator, he stared at me without blinking.I grew self-conscious. "What?""Nothing. I just wanted to look at you, not missing a single detail," Soren replied matter-of-factly. "I hadn't dared do that before we started talking again because I was afraid you might be upset."I felt even more embarrassed.He set Silas in the cot, then turned to me and walked away.It was too late. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I saw his face loom over mine and cried out, "Don't do this, Soren! This is Amanda's place!"His reason and restraint were still functioning, turning his kiss into a brief peck."When will you move to my villa?" he breathed."N
I knew what had happened to me. I knew what two years had done to my face. A woman aged much faster when she had a child, after all.Celebrities looked the way they did because they didn't bear the weight of child-rearing. They had the money to pamper their faces and dedicate themselves to rigorous exercise routines.I had raised my son on my own. I had help when I needed it most, but most of the time, it was just me."So, you don't think I've grown older and uglier?" I muttered.Soren laughed."Oh, I do!" he teased. "But you're the mother of my son.""What does that mean?! And you said you weren't pitying me!"He laughed again—this time, affectionately. "I was joking. I don't think you're any less than who you were back then. I actually wish you'd grow older, too. That way, only I remain by your side."I couldn't come up with a response to something so ridiculous."Do you need me to throw a grand, elaborate proposal to finally convince you I'm serious about wanting to spend t
"It's the way he looks at you. His eyes look suspicious!"Suspicious, my ass. Jamie was so far away from him by now that there was no way Soren could see anything in Jamie's "eyes."I sneered. "Don't be daft. He's got a girlfriend now." "Oh, really?""Yes, really. Can we go now?"My old colleagues had been staring at us, and I really didn't want to become the subject of their gossip. I just wanted to leave.Soren finally told the driver to go.Silas had probably exhausted himself from crying. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep in my arms.Soren stretched his arms out. "Let me.""I'm fine. It's okay for him to sleep like this. My arms are fine," I replied.I didn't want to give him an excuse to enter Amanda's residence with me again. I was only here temporarily, and I certainly didn't want things to get... steamy and intimate at her place. Besides, I didn't want to be steamy with him, period.Soren withdrew his arms sheepishly and snickered to himself.Annoyed, and
"Hello?""When are you coming back?" Soren asked in a low voice.I stood and left the lively private room. "I'm having lunch with some old colleagues. What's up?""Wow. So while I was trying to handle our son, you went out to have fun," he whined.Please. He wanted Silas with him—he was just being dramatic.The wine gave me enough courage to respond, "Weren't you the one complaining about missing out on your son's childhood? I'm just being considerate.""Fine. Where are you? I'll bring Silas to you. He wants his mom now—no one here can calm him down," he replied.Just as I had expected.I figured lunch was nearing its end anyway, so I gave him the address. "Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance.""Got it."I returned to the room and quietly told Amanda, "I have to leave soon. You guys go ahead."She checked her phone. "Nah, we should all start packing up. We still have to work this afternoon!""Oh, right."I paid for our meal while the others chatted.Whe
The company had seen some new hires, but many were familiar faces.Case in point: Cherry Birkin. Now Amanda's assistant and principal secretary, she was ecstatic to see me."Tay-Tay! You're back!" she cried, rushing over to grab my arms. "It really is you! I'm so glad you came to see us. After disappearing for two years, I honestly thought you'd never come back!"Amanda, who had been the one to welcome me, stood beside me, smiling. "See? Your old colleagues have been complaining about you being heartless.""Aww, I'm sorry for being gone so long! How about this? Lunch is on me! Cherry, gather the old crew and invite them over!""You got it!" she replied eagerly.I stepped into Amanda's office—the same one where I used to work.A lot had changed in the interior, but everything felt warm and welcoming. The company was thriving under her and Jamie's leadership.There was a knock at the door. I turned to see the man himself."So, you really are back, Taylor," he said with a grin. "
I was irritated. If I were being generous, I'd say Soren was being proactive. If I were being honest, though, I'd call it disrespectful—he was undermining my agency!"I haven't even agreed to this yet!" I snapped, straightening my back and glaring at him as the seniors watched. "Who gave you the right to make decisions for me?!"Soren barely reacted. "You overthink everything. You hesitate more than you need to, so I thought... why not just ask your grandmother and aunt?"Turning to Sarah, he added, "What do you think, Aunt Sarah? Do you approve of us being together?"Sarah blinked, stunned, then shot a quick glance at my grandmother. My grandmother raised her hand, as though she had something to say. I leaned in immediately. "I'm listening, Grandma..."She took a deep breath, grasped my hand, and said, her voice raspy, "I can tell… Ren really loves you… You have a child now… It's good for you two to just get married."She paused, then added, "That way, I… can finally let go...