The atmosphere on Erin's floor was charged with tension, evident in the uneasy demeanor of her colleagues. Speculation buzzed through the air, fueled by the collective belief that Mika Luchesi, Michael's sister, held a pivotal role as their primary supplier. Erin, sensing the palpable nervousness, surveyed her surroundings. The air was thick with apprehension, and she could tell her boldness was unsettling to her coworkers. Fixing a stern gaze on Mika, Erin sought to establish a protective stance, ready to confront any potential threats. "You have no right to harm anyone on my staff!" Erin's voice cut through the tension, earning admiration from those who perceived her willingness to go to great lengths to safeguard her team, even against a major supplier like Mika. Jenna, aiding Mika to her feet, responded defiantly, "He's just a bodyguard! Would you really jeopardize Yurich's ties with Makeup and Co. to protect that man?" "Whether it's a bodyguard, janitor, or any other Yurich e

Orion tenderly caressed Erin's cheek, his fingers delicately tracing the contours of her cheeks, ears, and neck. He tightened his embrace around her, relishing the pleasure that surged through his body as she pressed against him once again. This was a sensation he had yearned for in the past few days. "You feel so good, Erin. I've longed for these lips," he murmured, his thumb gently brushing against her lips, accompanied by a sharp pang in his chest. "Thank you for the flowers!" Erin exclaimed; her gaze fixed on the expansive bouquet. The flowers were Orion's way of expressing apology. Initially, he had planned to create some distance, sensing her determination to avoid him. Despite his desire to be near her, he could perceive the pain in her eyes as he stood beside her. Yet, the harsh reality struck him deeply. "Have you forgiven me?" Orion inquired simply. "My feelings are rather delicate," she replied with a playful tone. "I'm truly sorry about that morning." Orion co

Orion's exploring hands tenderly traced the contours of Erin's longing cheeks as he fixated his eyes on her. "God! I've missed you so much, baby girl!" he exclaimed, gently kissing her forehead before capturing her lips again. His lips and tongue traversed in the dance of their mouths, exchanging breaths with Erin. Erin willingly embraced Orion's kisses, finding solace in his words that effortlessly erased her doubts, dispelling any troubles in her heart. "You smell so nice," Orion murmured as his nose grazed the delicate L-shape of her neck. His eyes conveyed myriad emotions, subtly pulling at the string of her robe, his palm discreetly slipping beneath the fabric. Orion's lips continued their journey, tracing down the curve of her neck and the crook of her chest. Erin was nearly breathless, feeling the intense sensations coursing through her veins. "Naked and ready, I see…" he whispered, playfully reddening her cheeks. His gaze traced the contours of her figure, and at th

Erin awoke with a heavy sensation in her chest, the strange atmosphere lingering from the previous day, which marked the anniversary of Daryl's death. Despite the weight of the occasion, Orion had not sent her a message, a silence she comprehended. Therefore, she was taken aback when he unexpectedly arrived at her penthouse last night. Anger simmered in Orion's eyes, and she sensed the pain residing in his chest. Regardless of her own feelings, Erin knew she needed to fathom his perspective as Daryl's older brother, enduring the relentless ache until the truth surfaced. The previous night, Orion displayed gentleness despite the weight of pain crushing their hearts. Erin willingly surrendered herself to the experience, embracing him fully. She harbored no regrets, for he held the sole place in her heart. She had to feel him. Erin's emotions would have grown weary if Orion hadn't shifted in bed, meeting her teary eyes. He tenderly kissed her forehead, drawing her closer to his embra

Erin felt a wave of sadness engulf her after the doctor shared Zach's current health condition. Anxiously, she couldn't sit still beside him, awaiting him to wake up. "Miss Erin, why don't you call his family?" Marco suggested. Understanding his concern, Erin looked at the clock; it was almost dawn, and they had been at the hospital, tirelessly monitoring her friend's condition. Exhausted but determined, they hadn't taken a break. "I don't know, Marco. I'll wait for Zach to wake up first. His family might not be aware of this situation, so I don't want to interfere," Erin replied. "They didn't know..." Zach's weak voice interrupted. Erin and Marco both flinched as Zach opened his eyes, gazing at them. "Oh my God, Zach! We decided to check your house because it's unusual for you not to respond to my messages." "May I talk to Erin privately?" he requested, turning his gaze towards Marco. Marco shrugged and exited the private ward, leaving Erin and Zach alone with a shared s