LOGINShe tried to force the window open with all the strength she had left.Locked.Every possible exit was securely locked.Naomi's breathing became ragged, her chest tightening as though the oxygen in the room had suddenly thinned.No.She gripped the edge of the window tightly. She could not panic now
"Move!" one of the men who had gotten out earlier ordered."No!" Naomi refused, her gaze openly defiant. She looked at Falcon with every bit of courage she had left."Is that so?" Falcon stepped closer, and in one swift motion, Naomi was in his arms. He simply hoisted her over his shoulder. It was n
“Where are you taking me?” Naomi asked, her gaze sharp.The man beside her, Don Falcon, merely glanced at her briefly and gave a faint smile. “Be patient. Are you really that eager to get out of the car and be alone with me?”Naomi let out a scornful scoff. “You're such a hopeless dreamer, Falcon!”
The faintest smile crossed Cale's lips. "Very well, then. Thank you for the information.""Of course, Mr. Miller. And if you can, go after them immediately."The call finally came to an end.Before Cale could even lower the phone from his ear, another incoming call immediately interrupted the silenc
Vincent, seated in the front, shifted his full attention to the conversation, listening intently."I don't know when he started using this property while he was in Carrington Bay. But I don't think he's working alone. I'm sure you've come to the same conclusion, haven't you?""Yes," Cale replied bri
Vincent's words made the atmosphere inside the car even more tense. After that, Cale said nothing more. His eyes returned to the tablet in his hand, studying every detail of the coordinate markers that had been tracking the two movements heading in opposite directions."Sir," Vincent called, unable
“And you can draw your own conclusions from what we’ve explained, can’t you?” Chris asked. The easy humor was gone from his eyes; there was nothing casual about him now. When it came to work—especially anything involving Harold—Chris could become an entirely different man.“This project is worth a g
“You should get some sleep. It’s really late,” Kate said gently to Daven, who looked utterly drained. But it wasn’t just him—her two daughters were clearly exhausted as well. Their conversation had gone on far too long, yet none of them had the heart to end it abruptly.At the very least, Kate now u
“What... what did you just say?” Vanessa shot up from her seat, her breath coming in short, frantic bursts.“I’m divorcing you,” Daven repeated—this time with firmer resolve. “The papers will be delivered officially tomorrow morning.”Chaos erupted around the dinner table.“Daven Callister!” Theo ba
My Wife:I already gave Arsen my full schedule for the month. Why didn’t you tell me yours? I want to talk to you. Is it really that hard to talk to your own husband? Are you as busying as the president or something?Daven stared blankly at his phone screen. He didn’t bother to reply. The only thing







