A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“You found out?” Zachary looked a little embarrassed.

“What were you thinking, going out of your way to get punched? You know Six doesn’t pull any punches,” Alessia replied.

“If you mess up, you deserve what’s coming. Besides, we agreed to it from the start.” Zachary gave a sheepish grin, clearly not bothered by the bruise on his cheek. Honestly, he’d asked for it–he had no one to blame but himself.

“Lessie.”

He called after Alessia as she turned to leave.

“What is it?”

“I was out of line before. I want to apologize, properly.” With that, Zachary gave a small, earnest bow. “I promise it won’t happen again.”

curled in a half–smile, her response a noncommittal, “Mm.” Then she started walking

knew better than to push his luck. He hurried to catch up, walking beside her. When he glanced down and caught the hint

a foolish mistake again. He finally understood who his real family was–the ones who truly deserved

Things were looking up.

a prime location kept the Mortons so busy they barely had a moment to catch their breath, but it was a good kind of busy. Even though it was billed as a breakfast place,

many customers, the couple hardly had time to cook for their own kids who

already closed two major cases, throwing himself into work with

over the rest of

moving on to more advanced studies. With

stream of new music kept him in the spotlight. According to his dance teacher, Liam was a natural talent,