h's

Hour

gone

f my men noticing? He was a 70-y

ed, grinding my teeth. Where

and left the bar to search

n my side for months. Now he'd taken to

mself. He'll be fine," Joshua, my personal bod

now. Not with my grandfather's dementia worsening.

the death of

ne person that left a permanent

nd make them pay," I vowed menacingly, a fierce glin

I said, heading towards my car. He opened the

he asked as the

o unwind. The thought of my grandfathe

the tallest buildings in the state. He also managed to acquire over

do this time and needed to clear my head be

ered, taking deep br

same thing: it was age-related dementia. But I knew better. I was certain it was the result of tha

at hiding because even after three

Joshua said, pulling

epped out of the car, which Jo

nd find my old man," I instr

try, many of them married, mingling over drinks and entertai

ng a seat. I wasn't in the mood for socializing, and tha

, ringing the bell on the table. The bartender appeared, his

e to have?" he stammered

u? In

t. I expected the reaction; seeing Noah Reynolds in a place

the top bars in the country

like this, and it would have remained that way if it wasn't

rdered. The bartender nodded abs

wing my eyes at the stunned bartender

et goin

rambled away, bumping into

edge handsome and rich people without gawking? And what made it worse was that h

artender returned, head bo

handing it to me bef

ng the burning sensation as it slid

was walking towards me with a small smile, not appearing to be one of the strippers.

ocket vibrated.

my gran

the h

d to a quieter spot

?!" I thundered as soon

my irritation. "Relax, my darling

rig

n immediately, or else..." I seethed throug

the thing...I don't know where it is

you l

t off by the beep of

hrowing my phone down to

knew how to ge

an's location using the last call he made just now whic

s trouble again,' I thought

el Fisher, the notorious son of the Fisher family. Beve

ode over, glaring coldl

plush lips slightly parted, and big green eyes filled with a mix of amusement and

rowing my eyes at him, noticing that

and dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, I had

nt. " She's not my woman ". I de

he even as

woman?" Bevel re

the woman suddenly wrap

ourse, I'm

e actua

fused me the most was that I didn't hate it. I had severe OCD and disliked being touched

ng she was speaking, but I was to

s voice cut throu