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VALERIE.It’s been nearly two weeks since we’ve returned. Since then, things have been extremely hectic. The tension has been rising, with Zade working on trying to break the code on the system that controlled the microchips.Another thing that brought great concern… considering the Arkan had access
Cassian chuckles and raises his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it. I do apologise. I know things are hard Valerie… but know that I’m not against you or your people.” He reaches out placing a hand on my shoulder giving it a squeeze, my eyes flash and I grip his wrist, insta
VALERIE.There are some men who look sexy in a suit, a few who look handsome, even a rare few who look like gods, and then there’s Zade.I imagined him in a suit, and knew he would look so damn sexy, but what I didn’t know was that I’d want to drop to my knees and let him do whatever he wanted to me
Joan blushes when Zade’s eyes flick to her and her eyes widen. “Oh my, hello…”She offers him a hand, but he simply gives her a nod, looking away. I do the same, noticing we are getting a lot of attention and the majority of that is from women gawking at Zade.I honestly cannot blame them, thinking
ZAIA “I have some good news, Zaia. Sebastian will be so excited. Congratulations, you’re pregnant!” The doctor’s words ring in my mind as I stare down at the test reports once again, as I leave the hospital. “Sorry!” I say, as I avoid bumping into someone, my heart skipping a beat as I place a han
ZAIA. The following day dawns as gloomy and dark as the weight on my chest. Sebastian left last night. I had heard the front door slam shut, and I wonder if he went to Annalise. I stare at the divorce file in front of me, five million dollars as alimony. It is not a small amount. He really want
ZAIA. Once back home, everywhere I look I see him, see the life we built together here. Crippling pain consumes me at what I’m leaving behind, but I won’t allow him to take more from me. I won’t let him hurt the life growing inside me. These babies are as much mine as they are his and I will do my
ZAIA. The next day I reach the Pack Hall early. Sebastian has texted to say he’ll send a car, but I refuse, saying I’ll make my way there by myself. I have donned a simple black dress, and Mom has pinned my hair back in a neat bun. “Are you sure you don’t want me to accompany you inside?” Mom as