LOGINBirds chirped somewhere beyond the window, faint and persistent. William's eyes fluttered open to soft morning light filtering through the curtains, and Jacob's face hovered far closer than expected, watching him with that same unreadable stillness.William startled, jerking back against the pillow. "What the..."His heartbeat stuttered sharply against his ribs. Had Jacob been watching him sleep?"Looks like you're alright now." Jacob said, voice even. His gray eyes stayed fixed on William's face, like he was still checking for something.William blinked, disoriented, the room swimming for a second before it settled."What exactly happened in the study?" Jacob's expression made it clear he wasn't taking 'nothing' for an answer again.William sat up slowly, the sheets pooling at his waist. He straightened his posture, not quite meeting Jacob's eyes. "My dad found out you gave me a black card." He paused, thumb pressing into his own knuckle. "Then he asked, no, he ordered me to give h
Music blasted through the club, bass thick enough to vibrate through his teeth. Light swept across the room in shifting colors, blue, then purple, then red, catching on glasses and skin and the haze of pheromones that hung thick enough to taste. Bodies moved against each other on the floor, drinks passed hand to hand at the bar. Alex's gaze swept the room, slow and deliberate, until it found Courtney, sitting near the edge of the floor, a drink loose in her hand. And across from her, Liam. He had been to clubs like this more times than he could count. But every other time, he had come here for something …a distraction, a body, a few hours lost in bliss. Tonight was different. Tonight he wasn't here to have fun. He was here for Liam. Alex's mouth curved into a slow smile. He started toward them, weaving through the crowd, the bass swallowing the sound of his footsteps but not the intent on his face. "Courtney." He came to a stop in front of them. Courtney tilted her head up, sur
The Stones Mansion.The moment Mr. Adams' car drove off, Vivian was already moving. Her heels struck the marble floor in short, urgent clicks that echoed down the hall. She didn't bother knocking. The study door swung open under her hand."Honey," she said quietly. "what happened?"Wilson stood with his back to her, shoulders rigid, one hand braced against the edge of his desk like it owed him money."He knows." Wilson's voice was flat.Vivian crossed the room and stopped in front of him, searching his face. "Honey, what are you saying?"He still wouldn't look at her. His jaw worked once, twice, before he finally turned, and the look in his eyes made her breath catch. It was anger unlike the kind she had ever seen on him before."William." He said the name like it cost him an arm. "He knows everything about the money."Vivian went still. What? How did that bastard know? "But how!""That night. After the wedding." Wilson's hands curled into fists at his sides. "He was outside our room.
William walked through the corridor to the dining area, but no one was there. Where did Sir Jacob go? Then he heard a maid’s voice behind him. "Mr Adams is waiting in the car." Thank goodness. He wanted to get out of here. William stepped outside. Alex and Vivian were waiting at the corner, but he didn't look at them. Jacob was already seated in the car, engine running, eyes on his phone. William got in. The door had barely shut before the car pulled away. In the side mirror, Vivian turned and hurried back inside. Alex stayed a second longer, watching the car go, then followed her. "What took you so long?" "Nothing." William said quietly. Jacob turned to look at him. His eyes lingered on him for a second too long, he didn't believe it. But before he could press, he saw it, the redness along his chin. He reached over and gripped William's face, tilting it toward the light. The temperature in the car seemed to drop a degree. A strong pheromone crashed into William befor
Wilson stepped away, took a deep breath, and regained his composure. “I don't have time for this.” He sneered. “Alex told me he saw you with a black card.” He turned toward William. “Is that true?” “Yes.” “Did Mr. Adams give it to you?” Of course he did. Did he think it had fallen from heaven? William kept his face blank, though his fingers curled against his palm, nails digging into his skin. “Yes.” Wilson held his chin, studying William the way he might study a product he had misjudged. “ I never thought Sir Jacob could give that to you.”A glint flickered in his eyes. “You aren't that useless after all.” The words landed exactly where they were meant to. William had heard a variations of them in his whole life, and his stomach still folded in on itself like it always did. But this time it didn't suffocate him. He breathed through it slowly. “I want you to give me fifty million. It wouldn't be so hard to do. If Mr Adams could give you a black card, getting Fifty million
This dinner couldn't be more enjoyable for William. Every bite tasted better than the last, not because of the food, but because of the stiff, thorny expressions worn by the three people sitting across from him. William glanced at his dad, then Alex, then Vivian, taking his time over each face like he was reading a picture book. He picked up his glass, swirled it once, and took a loud, deliberate sip just to watch Wilson's jaw tighten at the sound of it. He had never been happier to be eating beside Sir Jacob. These three would finally know what it felt like to choke down a meal in Sir Jacob's presence. May you all have terrible indigestion, he thought, and reached for another bite. Jacob watched him from the corner of his eye, the faint, goofy satisfaction William wasn't bothering to hide, the way he chewed a little too slowly, savoring it. Jacob's mouth didn't move, but something gleamed behind his eyes, there and gone, like a match struck and blown out before it caught. H
This was the first time William had ever used the bathtub. It wasn't that the Stones mansion didn't have one… it just hadn't been installed in the tiny attic that was his room. And after marrying Jacob, it hadn't crossed his mind. The bath would have been comfortable if it weren't for sir Jacob s
“I never did that.” William's voice came out steadier than he felt. His wrist throbbed where Laim had gripped it, and he resisted the urge to cradle it against his chest. But Jacob caught the small, awkward shift of William’s arm from the of his corner eyes. His expression grew colder. Then Liam
William hadn't even entered the party yet but the moment he stepped out of the car with Jacob, he could feel the weight of prying eyes on him.Jacob stretched out his arm for William to take, and he awkwardly did before they entered the Devon mansion.The house was decorated with lights, it exuded
Jacob strode into his office where Phillip was already standing beside his desk, waiting for his arrival.Jacob set his briefcase on top of his desk and lowered himself into the chair. “Begin.”Phillip clasped his hands behind his back, the way he always did when the news wasn't good. “We tracked a







