Micah’s hands clench into fists on the table.“And I am refusing.” He says it plainly as if he wasn’t just shooting down the king’s orders.A heavy silence falls over the table. Queen Alara’s eyes flicker with unease while the king’s face hardens further. The king slams his fist on the table, making

I kiss him back with everything I have, matching his intensity, letting him know without words that I’m here, that I want this too.His teeth graze my lower lip, and I moan softly, the sound swallowed by his mouth. My hands clutch at his shoulders, feeling the play of muscles beneath his shirt. I wa

She looks at me for a moment, her expression unreadable. “Fiona,” she repeats, as if testing the name. “I see.”There’s a brief, uncomfortable silence.“I’m looking forward to contributing to the team’s projects,” I add, hoping to make a good impression.Patricia glances at me indifferently.“You’re

Fiona’s POVFor a moment, I just sit there, stunned.My mind races with the possibilities as I clutch the document in my hands.Could Patricia really mean what I think she did …Without thinking, I jump up and run after her. I catch sight of her entering the lift and frantically press the button, ju

Third POVJeremy sits at his desk, the phone in his hand feeling heavier with each passing second. His newly acquired office that he wrangled from Fiona’s father should provide him with a sense of power and control.Instead, it's a cage, each call from the public relations department tightening the