Lottie POVAs the euphoria slowly subsided, I remained wrapped in Kane's embrace, our breaths mingling in the quiet aftermath. My hands clung to him, unwilling to let go of this moment that felt like a missing piece of my heart had finally been restored. The warmth of his body against mine was both
Kane POV ** * Two Months Earlier. One afternoon, driven by a mix of hope and longing, I decided to visit the Sparrow brothers' mansion. I had been desperate, clinging to any chance to reconnect with Charlotte, and I hoped today would be the day. As I approached the grand entrance, my heart pounde
Kane POV***Continued memory***"And really, how was that begging? Fluffy does better than that, and they are only half mutt." I bit back the retort, realising I was treading dangerous ground. After a tense moment, he straightened and adjusted his cufflinks."I think we're done here.""No, I can do
"What were you going to say, Princess?" I probed desperately, my voice barely above a whisper. I tried to keep my tone gentle, but I couldn't hide the urgency seeping through."Enough, Kane, you had your chance," Chase warned, his voice slicing through the fragile atmosphere like a cold blade. I clo
Chase POVI rolled my bottom lip between my teeth, watching as the door swung closed behind Kane. His shoulders were slumped as if carrying the weight of the world, and the usual confident spark in his eyes was extinguished. Seeing him like that stirred something uncomfortable inside me—a mix of gui
Lottie POV Sitting on the sofa, I tried to focus on Chase's words, but they seemed to drift past me like a distant echo. Confusion swirled in my mind like a thick fog. How did I end up downstairs? One moment, I was in bed, and the next, I was in the kitchen with Kane. The memories were hazy and fra
Mike POVHanging from the ceiling in this forsaken chamber, time had lost all meaning. My arms screamed in agony, the chains biting into raw wrists, but the physical pain was a welcome distraction from the emptiness gnawing at my soul. The darkness was absolute, broken only by the occasional drip of
Knox POVI jolted awake, my head throbbing like a drum and every muscle protesting as I moved. Groaning, I flopped back onto the pillow, but then a familiar, intoxicating scent enveloped me. My eyes snapped open. "Lottie."Her fragrance was everywhere—clinging to my skin, woven into my hair, seepin