LOGINCade’s fists ball up so tight his knuckles turn white. His entire body is a coiled spring of tension. He looks at me for a long beat, his expression shifting from rage to a cold, hollow disappointment that hurts worse than his anger.“After everything. After last night.” He pinches the bridge of his
Harper’s POVThe morning light is a cruel intrusion. It slices through the gaps in the heavy blackout curtains, illuminating the dust specks dancing in the air. I wake not to the warmth of the man beside me, but to the rhythmic, heavy thud of boots. The air in the room is different. Last night it wa
“All I ever wanted... was you.”I grunt, pressing three hundred pounds above my chest until my arms tremble. Liar. She’s a beautiful, desperate liar. Or I’m a fool. I move to the treadmill, setting the incline to ten and the speed to a sprint. I run until the world narrows down to the sound of my ow
Cade’s POVThe morning sunlight filters through the heavy curtains of Harper’s bedroom, casting long, golden bars across the floor. I squint against the brightness, my mind groggy. A rare sensation for a man who usually wakes before the sun out of pure, survivalist instinct. But last night... last n
We pull away from the window, the scent of hot oil and salty fries filling the car. I watch in amazement as Cade, the man who treats his body like a temple for his corporate and mafia wars, devours his sandwich. He looks like the boy I used to know.Then, he takes a large, enthusiastic sip of the st
Harper’s POVThe fluorescent lights of the private clinic are aggressive, humming with a clinical sterility that makes my head throb. I’m lying back on the exam table, the crinkle of the sanitary paper beneath me sounding like thunder in the quiet room. The air feels thin, as if the room itself is h
It wasn’t glamorous or easy work, in fact my job was mainly running errands or dirty work.My job as an assistant was to have countless things thrown at me and make sure they were completed. The pay was pretty comfortable even if the work was hard and I was hoping to work towards a sales position.I
Cade cleared his throat and snapped his gaze away, immediately removing his hand from my thigh while putting some distance between us.Truthfully, I wished in the moment for him to put his hands on me again—that was the first time anyone had their hands on me since I ended things with Cade, and that
Cade sent the tattooed man a glare and pulled out a checkbook from his pocket. He quickly scribbled out something onto it then held it out to the man emotionlessly.“There, that should cover the debt.” Cade said then motioned with his head towards. “It should also cover the price of the life I just
Harper’s POV“Let me remind you, Harper,” Cade growled, “I’m not that simple, kind country boy I once was. I’m a mafia don and there’s a correct way to speak to me.”He released my hands and slowly brought his arms down beside my head, not moving anything else.“Your attitude…your manner…” He contin







