Chapter 62 Chapter 62 I Quit Minutes later, Violet Lin sashayed back to her desk. Her smug little smirk said it all: she thought she’d bagged the project. As she passed me, she let out a little scoff. Had she pulled something shady again? Probably. I didn’t bite. Didn’t even
Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Two–faced Intern 1 didn’t bother with a sob story. het apologised for the delay and launched straight into my pitch. I mugged my shirt into place and let the projector warm up, using these precious seconds to steady my breathing and slow my heart down from
Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Left out of the Loop The second Rhys and Catherine vanished from Yvaine’s party, the vibe bounced right back like they’d never existed. Yvaine was in her element, gliding from group to group like she’d grown up on a champagne tray. She laughed too loud, hugged
Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Rhys’s POV: Two Hundred Grand After leaving Yvaine’s party, Rhys and Catherine didn’t speak a word. Neither of them had the energy to fake it. The whole night had been one long humiliation marathon, and they were both too pissed to bother pretending otherwise. At the
Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Evidence On a Silver Platter Rhys blinked He looked mildly concussed, and maybe he was Then he snarled, ‘Why the hell should I? She poured the damn drink on purpose, she hit Catherine, you hit me. Now you want us to say sorry p> He looked
Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Pists Speak Louder Yvaine had just dumped the ples into half a dozen group chats without a single caption Then her gang kicked off their performance like it was rehearsed Voices up, filters off. Is that Catherine Vance? ‘sure is Tacky gal. Had Rhys Granger wrapped
Chapter 56 Chapter 56 in for Blood Fin pulled a fare those don’t remind the the #* related lasagne with my judgemental este fished. Judgement, Thope 1laughed Alright then. Thanks You’re a lifesaver‘ We got in the lif Seeing a familiar face here felt like a little cosmic pat on
Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Viral Group Chat Rhys disappeared from my life I didn’t care if he was in jail or in a hospital, as long as he wasn’t six feet under. It was a fine Filday, I was at the Nyx Collective studio admiring the hecklace I’d just designed.
Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Rhys’s POV: Maximum Punishment Rhys was chained to a chair. Hands cuffed. Ankles shackled. Designer shirt wrinkled beyond salvation. +25 BONUS The cops had rattled off a laundry list of charges: “Theft. Breaking and entering. Trespassing, Assault. Disturbing the peace. Kidnapping p> Rhys screeched. ‘You’ve got
Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Murdery Look 1 slapped Ashton’s hand before he could get to his phone. ‘Okay, no. Let the cops deal with it. You’ve already gone full Godfather once tonight p> I wasn’t saying I didn’t want Rhys to suffer. I did I just wasn’t willing to risk
Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Execution Mode Rhys staggered backwards, arms flailing like someone had yanked the battery out of his spine. Ashton didn’t let up. While Rhys was still trying to figure out which direction gravity was pulling him, Ashton calmly slipped off his watch and shoved it into his
Chapter 51 Chapter S1 Mahigit Viel 1 we hull dead in the couch, selling drugs Ane du for *35 BORUS an sudenke davant penting art the drese And you rulerted building pass just to get on flock, on that We Sighing 1 opened the door. Yep this Granger, looking like
Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Rhys’s POV: Shift the Story * 25 BONUS hhe’s head whipped up. “That’s not on us. I didn’t cancel the weeding. Nor did I say I wuldn’t marry her. She’s the one who ran off and got married‘ Clive swore ‘Sure. But the hit where you
Chapter 49 +25 BONUS Chapter 49 Rhys’s POV: Damage Control The Granger family living room looked like a war zone overtunt vanes, a half–shattered wine glass bleeding ref acnes the rug, and a smashed photo frame face down on the floor, glass spliters glittering like shrapnel Clive Granger’s slap cracked
Chapter 48 Chapt Midnight Oil 3 stayed late at Nyx Collective. Midnight late Everyone else had bailed hours ago, but i was still at my desk, hunned over my laptop Technically, I was working. Realistically? I was hiding. From Ashton. From the terrifying possibility that he might suggest we consummate
Chapter 47 Cassian frowned. ‘Hold on 1 visited you a couple times in Eindhoven. You never said you know Mirabelle. I never even heard you mention her name p> ‘I didn’t know it was her,‘ Ashton said. All he remembered from that night was the woman–warm skin, steady arms–who must’ve
Chapter 46 Chapter 46 Ashton’s POV: Celebration, Low–key Style Ashton watched Mira snap photos of the marriage certificate. When she mentioned Yvaine, he had the dumbest thought: I want show someone too. That’s how he ended up calling Cassian Langford, ‘Drinks tonight. The Rookery. Nine p> At 9.02 p.m., Cassian
Chapter 45 From the delicate curve of the setting to the custom clasp detail, 1‘ bet my sketchbook it was designed from scratch. And unless Ashton had been carrying it around for fun, it meant he pulled this together in the last few hours. For me. My chest tightened like
Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Double Standards I remembered that rilgly at the Laurent party, hose he dropped thing the moment I needed in leav He cancelled the whole party and personally drove me to the hospit And that coat. He’a wrapped it around me like I was something with saving
Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Forgery I walked over, gently took het arm, and helped her down. ‘Aunt Louisa, I came today because. It’s about the engagement p> Her face didn’t change mish, but I watched it like a hawk anyway, ready to call an ambulance if her blood pressure spiked