LOGIN"Why not in your private office, Frederick?" she questioned me with mockery.
"For you to attempt to pick my lock again with your thief hairpins and rob my Sigma servers?" I snapped at her, closing the bedroom door behind me with a sharp impact. "I am no moron, Anastasia. I know perfectly each of the movements you are executing with Rusty from the federal cell. Better for them to stop before my men close the board on you guys with lead."Anastasia shook her head in a slow gesLuke, for his part, did not head to his room of the main suite nor did he walk toward the mansion's exit; he knew perfectly well that Frederick's men controlled the access and would register his exit. He walked straight toward the internal kitchen, crossed the gelid hallway of the service basement and followed with precision the indications the maid had given him.He arrived in front of the solitary gray metal door, turned the bolt and went straight out to the back alley, where there were no security cameras or armed guards watching the terrain. He crossed the secondary wooden gate and, without bothering to ask for a taxi, began to walk at a rapid pace under the night gloom of the road.He walked a little more than ten minutes in the middle of the night; the exact time in which Frederick delayed in saying goodbye in a protocol way from the last guests of the board and in signing the trust fund acts.Frederick entered the grand living room searching for his husband, but the space was d
THIRD PERSON POV Frederick, upon seeing Luke's silhouette disappear into the threshold, felt a destructive rage.The alcohol seemed to evaporate from his brain in a second."Luke! Wait... shit!" Frederick roared.He took Anastasia's bare body by the shoulders and threw her with brutal force against the messy mattress.She let out a cry of annoyance, arranging her hair."But what the fuck is wrong with you, Frederick?!" she snapped at him, furious. "We were having fun like in the old times!"."Shut your damn mouth, bitch!" Frederick shouted at her.He was drunk, his head was spinning and he couldn't coordinate his words with the usual speed, but the contained rage tightened his muscles.Anastasia returned the insult, crawling back toward him over the sheets with a lewd fixity."Don't speak to me like that, Bayron," she hissed. "Your dick says the opposite."Frederick checked her dead in her tracks, pushing her from the chest with a rough movement. He took her with force by the neck, s
The fury clouded my judgment completely. I clenched my fists with malice and took a firm step forward, willing to strike Richard in the middle of the wooden track to collect the impact from him. But immediately, my mother placed herself in the center of both, pushing me from the chest with desperation."Don't you even think about touching him, Luke! Don't you dare!" my mother screamed at me, covering her husband's body. "On top of that goddamn Frederick taking away the work of his entire life in the central office, now you are going to strike him! Is that the type of cold demon that psychopath converted you into?!".Everyone observed us without blinking. The scandal of murmurs and flashes was absolute. From the members of the northern elite to the low-resource union leaders, everyone pointed at us with their look.I turned my face toward my mother, my eyes injected with rage."You know absolutely nothing of what happens in this house," I snapped at her in a lethal hiss. "Stay with you
LUKE'S POV I looked at the watch on my wrist. The hands marked almost eleven at night. The garden remained full, but the environment was becoming dense.Several executives from Sigma had approached me to ask the same thing."Where is Frederick?" one of the northern investors asked. "He must give the closing speech.""He will come down in a moment," I responded, keeping my voice flat. "He is closing an inconvenience in the office."Riley approached at a rapid pace, dragging Steven by the arm. She had a tense face."Luke?" she hissed to me closely. "What the hell is happening? The guests are waiting for Frederick. This is getting out of hand.""I know it already, Riley," I told her, sweeping the garden with my gaze. "He will come down in any second. He had a setback.""A setback?" Steven let out a short laugh."Shut up, Steven," Riley cut him short. "Luke, the minor press is making too many questions about the diversion of the funds. We need your husband's signature now.""I told them
"Why not in your private office, Frederick?" she questioned me with mockery."For you to attempt to pick my lock again with your thief hairpins and rob my Sigma servers?" I snapped at her, closing the bedroom door behind me with a sharp impact. "I am no moron, Anastasia. I know perfectly each of the movements you are executing with Rusty from the federal cell. Better for them to stop before my men close the board on you guys with lead."Anastasia shook her head in a slow gesture, while taking two firm steps toward my chest."I am making all this damn transfer because of your own fault, Frederick..." she hissed into my mouth."My fault?! Don't make me laugh, Anastasia," I cut her off with total contempt."Yes, your damn fault!" she screamed at me. "You were the only one who completely humiliated me in front of the elite by marrying that stupid brat under civil law. You changed me for a man!".I mocked her claim right in her face,
All the guests began to murmur immediately about the counterstrike I had just driven into my father.I listened to the minutes of their venomous murmurs, but I ignored it.I wanted to go straight to the second floor for Luke, but Richard's gaze was drilling into the nape of my neck from the stage and I did not want under any circumstance for the old man to chase me through the hallways.I let out a flat snort, forced my way through the crowd, and walked toward the garden's improvised bar."Pour me a double whiskey, neat," I ordered the waiter.I stood firm against the bar, sweeping the entrance of the east wing again with my sight.But after two, three, and ten massive glasses of pure alcohol devouring my resistance, I decided that it had already been sufficient time for Luke.I left the empty glass on the counter and walked straight toward the hallway that connected with the interior of the mansion.At this point I was fucking drunk.I managed to walk staggering through the main lobb
I stood there, in the center of the Grand Hall, my ears ringing. The revelation of Rusty and Frederick as my new stepbrothers had left me in a state of numb shock.Every fiber of my being screamed at me to run, to go back to our small, dilapidated apartment, but my feet were pinned to the marble."
Through the window of the armored car, the outside world seemed to fade away, replaced by a private road flanked by ancient oaks that closed over us like the claws of a giant.When the vehicle finally came to a halt, the air escaped my lungs.It wasn't a house. It wasn't even a mansion. It was a mo
Luke’s POVThe bitter aroma of freshly roasted coffee was the only thing keeping my nerves in place as I hurried through the halls of St. Hale University.Today was my 18th birthday. The day my boyfriend, Rusty Bayron, was finally supposed to introduce me to his world.For six months, Rusty and I h
Frederick elevated his lips in a cynical smile, a grimace loaded with a possessive sadism that turned my blood cold. He lowered the Glock slowly, but he did not store it in his pocket. He spun on his heels without adjusting the side view of my body and walked with total parsimony toward the sofa.







