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To be honest, Yolanda felt she ought to call Ian and tell him to quit messing around–this was his job, and he needed to stick to an actor’s basic principles. If he wanted any future in showbiz, he had to handle all that came with it.

If he was planning to survive in the entertainment world, he’d just have to put up with it.

But why, of all people, did it have to be Joelle?

Simone was still saying something, but Yolanda tuned her out completely–her mind was elsewhere.

After hanging up, she got in her car. She’d planned to drop by Starlight, since the people blocking the entrance had finally cleared out. She’d already called the crew to fix the shattered glass doors.

Right at that moment, her phone lit up with a call from Charles.

Charles’s voice came through: “Aunt Simone’s putting together a hiking trip. Want to come blow off some steam?”

Ian had mentioned in passing that he’d probably show up too.

Simone would definitely invite a whole crew, and with things at Starlight finally calming down, Yolanda figured she might as well join the fun.

“Count me in,” Yolanda replied easily.

She hadn’t expected so many people–turns out, this wasn’t just any old hike. There was a full–blown resort at the top, and getting there meant a three–hour trek from the foot of the mountain, starting at 2 in the morning. If you made it to the summit in time, you’d catch the sunrise.

Yolanda did a quick walk–through at Starlight. As night settled in, her phone lit up with a message from Ian.

[You joining the hike?]

Then Leo reached out with a text of his own.

[Hey, you hiking or not? Just asking–no big deal.]

Yolanda ignored Leo and shot back a quick reply to Ian: [Yeah, I’m in.]

She enjoyed a hot shower, then, at one in the morning, jumped into Charles’s car and headed out to the base of the mountain.

When they got there, the whole area was brightly lit, and a crew of staff were already hanging around. They’d take the cable car up ahead of everyone to get breakfast ready at the top.

This mountain was privately owned. Normally, anyone could hike it, but when they closed the place off, it was strictly VIPs only.

Yolanda stepped out in black athletic gear, backpack slung over her shoulders, only to spot Joelle sporting matching black gear and the same backpack vibe.

Joelle was Oscar’s guest, and besides him, there were a few other famous directors in attendance, Simone included.

The rest of the crew were young elites who lived for this kind of thrill–mountain climbing was basically the hottest trend in their circle.

Charles, rarely seen in athletic gear, cast a glance at lan, who was standing next to Simone. He couldn’t help but frown, a slight crease forming between his brows.

Ian wasn’t looking at anyone, his mask covering most of his face, with only his indifferent eyes showing. He seemed completely silent and kept to himself.

Just as everyone was about to head out, Xavier and Quinn Cooper showed up, their voices ringing across the crowd.

Wow, so everyone’s going hiking and nobody bothered to call us? Lucky we got here before you left!” Xavier joked loudly.

Xavier yanked Leo over, remembering how his little brother had blurted to the Lawson family yesterday that he might be into someone. The whole family was hyped, demanding Xavier dig out this secret crush. With Leo suddenly way too keen on this hike, Xavier figured the girl he liked had to be among tonight’s crew.

He swept his eyes over the eight or nine women gathered there–first Yolanda was off the list, then Simone, both ruled out because, come on, they were on a totally different level, practically family.

After that, his gaze started sizing up the remaining six, lingering a bit longer as he tried to sniff out any clues.

Quentin showed up too–his eyes locked on Joelle from the very moment he arrived. It was old news that he used to have a crush on her; nobody even bothers to keep it under wraps anymore.

“These love triangles are just the same old story–boring,‘ Yolanda thought, totally uninterested. She fell in step behind Simone, ready to get this hike going.

There were five trails leading up the mountain, and with so many people here, everyone just broke off into little squads with their usual crew, planning to stick together for the climb.

Yolanda wasn’t really familiar with most of these folks, so she hung by Simone’s side, seriously picking her brain about the film business.

Charles was about to head over to Yolanda when Quentin called out, “Joelle, is your wrist still giving you trouble?”

Charles glanced in their direction, remembering that Joelle had only just been snatched by that lunatic Andrew yesterday. ‘And now she’s here climbing a mountain… She must’ve come for me,‘ he thought.

He frowned, staying put.

Sure enough, Joelle approached him, careful to keep a respectful distance. “Charles, which trail are you taking

-left or right?”

Charles glimpsed Yolanda and Simone taking the middle trail, and a flicker of irritation showed in his eyes- he hated being left out, even if he’d never admit it.

Still, he hid it perfectly, keeping his expression smooth and unreadable.

Quentin sidled up to Joelle, whispering, “Joelle, let’s take the right trail–it’s way easier.”

Joelle ignored him, her eyes fixed on Charles, clearly waiting for his answer.

Charles headed straight for the middle trail, and Joelle tried to catch up, but she tripped hard–hadn’t even started climbing and her ankle was already swollen from the fall.

Quentin rushed over, his voice full of concern. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Joelle took a deep breath and said seriously, “Quentin, I’ve rejected you more times than I can count. Don’t put me on the spot. I can get to the hospital on my own.”

With that, she limped to her feet, didn’t even look at Charles, and made her way back to her own car.

Quentin hurried up after her. “You don’t even have a manager with you–who’s gonna get you to the hospital?”

Leo watched the whole thing, then elbowed Charles. “You not gonna help her out? Looks like her ankle’s in pretty bad shape.”

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Xavier was right there, catching Leo’s comment. His eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Wait, seriously?‘ Xavier wondered. ‘Is Leo into Joelle too?‘

“He’s been keeping tabs on her from the start. Now with Charles here, maybe he’s too shy to offer a ride himself? Xavier guessed, more confused than ever.

‘Has he had his eye on her this whole time, just waiting for a moment to do something?‘ he thought, picking up the tension.

Xavier’s mood soured. “There are already more than enough guys chasing after Joelle, and Leo–man, he’s no Casanova. With that many rivals, he doesn’t stand much chance,‘

Charles wasn’t planning to help out, but after Leo nudged him and saw Joelle still shutting Quentin down, he finally gave in and walked over.

“Let me drive you,” he said.

Joelle gave him a grateful–even slightly guilty–look. “Won’t you miss out on the hike because of me?”

“Hospital’s just a half–hour from here. I’ll drop you off and get back before anyone even notices.” Charles replied.

“Thanks, Charles. I really appreciate it,” Joelle said.

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Yolanda followed Simone, her backpack slung over her shoulder.

“Aunt Simone, the short drama scene is really booming right now. Should we consider having our talent without scripts try their hand at it?” Yolanda asked.

Simone was about to respond when Ian suddenly spoke up.

“Ms. Grant.” Ian called out.

“Yeah?” Yolanda looked over.

She turned to face him, noticing he seemed unusually quiet tonight.

“Can I talk to you about Ms. Sinclair’s new script?” Ian asked.

Simone hadn’t forgotten Ian was turning down the role, so she gave Yolanda a thoughtful, sympathetic pat on the shoulder.

“Try and talk some sense into him, will you? If Mr. Rowe didn’t have such a soft spot for him, this kind of golden opportunity wouldn’t even land in his lap. His popularity is soaring, but his list of credits is way too short. After Zack’s show finishes up, mine is coming next, and if he adds this film to the mix, he’ll become an A–list star practically overnight,” Simone urged.

Yolanda could hear the urgency in Simone’s voice. In truth, Simone really liked Ian–he was talented, worked hard, kept his head down, and always acted with respect. Honestly, what manager didn’t wish for talent like him?

“I’ll talk to him, Aunt Simone,” Yolanda promised.

Simone knew they needed some privacy, so she called out to the rest and led them off ahead.

Yolanda walked over to a nearby little pavilion and sat down, motioning for Ian to join her. “Come sit down.”

The benches here were designed in an interesting way–some were higher, some lower. She chose the taller

one.

Jan walked over and sat on the lower bench at her feet. He took her backpack, opened it, and started transferring the contents into his own bag.

Yolanda watched him, and even without a word from lan, she could tell he was still stewing over something. ‘He’s totally sulking again, she thought.

With a teasing grin, she propped one leg playfully across his lap.

Ian froze, hands mid–motion, giving her a sideways look. “Careful, Grant. Your man’s about to show

catch us.”

up and

Yolanda couldn’t help but laugh, leaning back with an easy swagger. “Still holding a grudge, huh?” she teased.

“Like I’ve got any right to be mad? You told me to chill out. If I keep being clueless, you’ll probably kick me to

the curb,” Ian shot back.

With his head bowed and a gentle look on his face, Ian tucked her sunscreen spray into his own bag, left her backpack empty, and finally zipped it up.

Yolanda’s hair was slicked up in a high ponytail, her black sportswear making her skin look almost porcelain pale. Her jet–black hair looked sharp against her fair face, and her eyes sparkled even brighter than the night sky around them.

“Ian, I don’t want you to take this script.”

Ian went still for a second, eyes lowered, the barest hint of a smile flickering on his lips. “Really?”

Yolanda leaned in close and gave his earlobe a playful pinch. “If you did, the female lead wouldn’t be Joelle. Honestly, I can’t handle you getting all close and personal with her on screen.”

The thing about Yolanda–she could wrap any guy around her finger. Just a second ago, Ian was sulking like a sad puppy, and now he was all up in her space, tail practically wagging.

“Ms. Grant, honestly, before I came tonight, I was thinking… If you really made me work with her, I’d just vanish. You wouldn’t see me anywhere near you,” Ian muttered.

He went full puppy mode, resting his chin on her shoulder, lashes down, back all hunched–looking like the saddest, most pitiful guy in the world.

Yolanda reached up and gave his hair a little tousle. “Let’s go. We’ll miss the sunrise if we don’t move.”

Ian practically bounced back to life, grabbing her hand and pulling her up the path. But halfway there, Yolanda caught footsteps behind them, so she quickly dropped his hand and opened up some space between them.

Leo sauntered over, all smug and casual, before firing off a snarky remark. “Well, well, you two again. Guess I took a whole lap just to bump into you both. What’s up with all the sneaking around?”

Yolanda was fed up with Leo and his prickly sarcasm. She definitely wasn’t about to let him sniff out what was going on between her and Ian. ‘Not a chance,‘ she thought.

She buried her head and pushed forward, but Leo stuck to them like some soggy, creepy ghoul, matching their steps just out of spite.

For a second, Yolanda figured he was just taking his sweet time.

Then she caught on–speed up, he sped up; slow down, he slowed down. The guy was totally glued to them.

He was seriously like a shadow that just wouldn’t go away.

Yolanda took a deep breath, spun around, and shot him a look. “Don’t you have anything better to do?”

Leo glanced over at Ian and mentally scoffed, ‘Talk about extra. Who the hell wears a mask hiking?‘

“What, this path yours or something?” Leo shot back.

Yolanda wasn’t about to waste her breath on him. Thankfully, they’d reached the top. The lights from the mountain lodge glowed nearby, and everyone who’d made it was already waiting on the grass for the sunrise.

Leo let out another cold snort as he walked past lan, shooting him a glare that could cut glass.

Yolanda needed to hit the restroom and just handed her bag off to lan. “Go snag us a good spot for the sunrise -I’ll catch up in a sec.”

Saying no more, she strode off toward the lodge.

lan stood there clutching her bag, was just about to take a step after her when Simone’s voice rang out.

“lan, come help us move a table,” Simone called out.

Leo’s eyes lit up, and he swaggered toward the lodge, tossing a cocky line over his shoulder. “Superstar, you better get moving. If you’re late, there won’t be any seats left for you.”

He shot inside in a flash, obviously not wanting to get caught and forced by Simone to help out.

The tables were for breakfast later, and the staff was already hustling around, getting everything set up.

Ian couldn’t turn Simone down, so he just headed over to lend a hand.

Leo headed for the restroom on the first floor, but the door was wide open and the place was totally empty.

Leo frowned–where had Yolanda gone?

He checked the second floor, then the third, still nothing.

Back on the first floor, he pulled out his phone, ready to call her, but before he could dial, someone cracked him hard on the back of the head. He dropped, lights out.

Andrew dragged Leo into the nearby courtyard and shoved him into the trunk, where Yolanda was already

out cold.

She’d been knocked out with something.

Andrew had originally planned to take just Yolanda, but Leo was so annoyingly persistent, hanging around looking for people, that he finally just decided to drag him along too.

When Leo finally regained consciousness, his head was still spinning. Looking around, he realized he was locked in some rundown, abandoned factory. Sunlight spilled in from outside, but inside it was stripped completely bare–just piles of scattered bricks on the ground, a single locked door, steel bars over the windows, and a camera dangling from one of the window frames. That was all.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed someone behind him. Turning around, he saw Yolanda leaning back

in a chair.

Leo froze, and his first instinct was to reach for the chain around her ankle and try to undo it, but almost

immediately, he felt something wrong with his own body.

Leo felt like his whole body was overheating, his skin prickling with heat as if he might explode any second. ‘What the hell did they do to me?‘ he wondered, blinking through the haze.

Yolanda was sprawled across the only chair in the place–a grimy, beat–up thing, way too shabby for someone like her. She looked so out of place, so vulnerable.

But even now, she was impossibly striking. Her pale skin seemed to almost shimmer under the weak sunlight, and her athletic outfit traced every curve. Leo found himself dumbfounded, unable to look away.

“Yolanda? Hey, Yolanda?” Leo called out, his voice dry and low, and he slowly dragged himself closer to her.

He tried to get her attention, his body heavy and off–balance as he moved step by step toward the chair.

His hands were tied behind his back, so he could only nudge her with his head.

Yolanda had breathed in so much of the knock–out drug, she was totally unconscious.

Leo could barely think straight, her scent clouding his mind. He lowered his gaze, barely keeping himself in check as he fought the urge to give in to his body’s instincts.

“Hey, wake up,” he muttered, his voice rough and strained.

Leo had been kidnapped before, but never with someone like Yolanda. How the hell did she end up here with

him?

they want,

killing Leo–every step closer made it worse, until he just gave in and pressed his face right into her neck, desperate for

croaked, his voice

was boiling alive, trapped in a desert, the heat suffocating him. Getting close to her was the only thing that made

burning presence against her,

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early that Yolanda was missing and had already sent the Crimson

Charles had just arrived at the mountaintop villa.

the moment Andrew hit him up with the stream link, Charles just removed him from his contacts

of the day, only Ian, Sam, Xavier, and

this if it wasn’t

Quinn? He was purely in it for the entertainment–nothing like a

out to over thirty people in their

four were all insiders, and as long as they saw Leo hooking up with Yolanda on the live stream, Yolanda’s reputation would be trashed for good.

knew better than to go up

two people on the stream, he could pretty much guess who was behind

out where that signal’s coming from. I need

was blocked off from the outside world. Cracking it was going to take

the admin of the stream and

fun’s about to kick off. Hope you

be Charles getting humiliated–the entire Sinclair family would be

only reason he’d made it through all these years of Charles hating his guts was thanks

that could shake the Sinclair family, he couldn’t afford to

was–and they knew Yolanda wasn’t exactly beloved. The scandal wouldn’t touch the Sinclairs one

he’d move heaven and earth to get it

furious seeing his brother dragged into this disgusting live stream. He didn’t waste a second before barking out orders for his guys to find

realized the woman was Yolanda, Xavier totally

up with Yolanda, how

it was obvious Leo had been drugged–who the

was there was something cold

desperate to get that sweet, chilly treat into his mouth, but with his hands tied behind his back, it was hopeless. ‘Why can’t I reach it? I need it, now!‘

four people were still watching

to a bunch of people, and

up.

fumbling blindly in desperation until he finally bumped into Yolanda’s. Driven by instinct and panic,

hand stalled for a moment as he watched the scene, his face darkening. He quickly tore

his phone. He kicked the guy next

are you waiting

Leo before

the chat, his fingers flying in

you mess with Leo, I swear I’ll track you down wherever

no one but his grandfather, and the rest of the world didn’t even register

he typed into the

here. Sit back and enjoy the spectacle, Xavier. Watch as your precious little brother gets

whole torrent of curses, but the system instantly censored them

and let out a long

what kind of dirty crap that psycho Andrew was sharing, but I never thought it’d be this

making out with Yolanda like there was no tomorrow, Quinn figured the kid was so out of his mind he probably didn’t even know

totally screwed now!‘ Quinn muttered to

about to go up

hated Yolanda–he was always ragging on her, saying she was way too uptight, like, even the slimiest pond eel had more energy and excitement than she did. He’d joke that Charles must’ve

like that,‘ Quinn thought, ‘he’s gonna go ballistic–wouldn’t be surprised if he grabbed a knife and went straight after Andrew. Once that’s done, he’ll make sure Yolanda pays too, no doubt about it. His precious first kiss,

what the hell is even going on?‘ Quinn muttered to

just pick up the phone and call Charles–there were only four people watching right now, and Xavier was obviously one of them. ‘Xavier’s here, but who the hell are the other two?‘ Quinn

Charles wasn’t in the chat, then the four of them could just act like this whole mess never happened. Just don’t

other watchers were, but he really didn’t want his own name popping up. Last

the lunatic behind this whole fiasco, had

can’t even look at Leo like this anymore,’ Quinn thought, forcing

screen.

like forever–seven, maybe eight minutes. The camera was set up by the window, so it could only catch their movements, not their voices. Leo buried his

breaths coming quick and shallow as she struggled for air. Finally, through the haze, her mind began to clear. ‘Where am

a hand to press against her aching forehead, only to bump into something scorching hot right

lost in his fever and need, instinctively reached out and grabbed her hand,

washed over him, chasing away some of that burning

to get up, but the moment she moved, her ankle jerked back–chained tight. No matter how desperately she scrambled, she couldn’t get more than a step away before the cold

a grip!” Yolanda yelled, her voice trembling with fear

her righteous tone, clinging to his last thread of sanity even as every cell in

was Ian, she wouldn’t be acting like this,‘ Leo thought bitterly. ‘She’d be falling over herself to help him, even giving him water

tied tightly

no idea she was being live–streamed, so she was completely unaware

away and glanced

realized that Andrew must have

loyal knight, and it looked like he’d been fooled by a

like him. Andrew would gladly lay down his life for Joelle, and there was no way Yolanda could

staying alive was

a chair, both hands straining as

snug, it might as well have

face against her foot, curled up small as if trying to hide from

always thinking he was above her. This

anymore. He started relentlessly spamming the

just you wait! How could you treat my brother like that? You’ll regret

breathed out in relief–things were finally

she could always tell when someone didn’t like her. She’d never taken to Leo, so she’d always

of the four, Samuel was easily

a stack of papers laid out in front of him, while his assistant stood respectfully

some sort of problem with it. No one’s figured out what it is yet. Cedric rushed over to the Andrade manor in the middle of the night, so we should be

gaze drifted over to his phone. The assistant, guessing he was checking out some

check the screen with

himself.

“Don’t worry about it–just update me on any news about

Gallery. If he wanted to track down Yolanda, he could do it

a hawk, there’s no way this livestream could drag on for

chair, thinking, ‘The longer we keep these tangled relationships under wraps, the safer

would be left to face everyone’s blame, and that kind of pressure

stand a chance. At the end

by a single rule: never do

responsibility weighing on him–and the Grant Family still climbing the ranks–there were just too many things

once his assistant had left, quietly picked up his phone to check

was still fumbling with the chain on her ankle, while Leo’s cheek rested against the

croaked, “Come on, just let me

one sip. Please… I’m so hot, I feel like I’m gonna

only Yolanda could actually

just tuned him out, her fingers numb and aching as she tried helplessly to yank the chain open,

she just let go and sagged against the chair, hoping someone else would show up and

this mess.

covered in bloody scratches, slowly pushed himself up

her.

nervousness. ‘It’s not like I told him to kneel, she thought. ‘Seriously, if he remembers this later

could barely make out

simply couldn’t take both their weight and

seeing stars as her world spun from the

wondered if Leo was just her

to get up, saying, “Leo, come on, get a hold of yourself…” ‘Seriously, does he even hear me?‘

the camera by the window. On the live feed, all anyone could

to get closer, pawing at the ground like a desperate animal

Yolanda late–she started to realize she wasn’t feeling right

bit, but with that delayed onset, the discomfort only got worse as time dragged

her foot and tried to

blocking

no clue what just happened; for all they knew, Yolanda and Leo

and as soon as he locked down Yolanda’s location, he

three people were left in the

felt foggy, like her whole body was crawling with ants. Still, she was

ended up giving Leo just the chance he’d

‘Gotcha!‘ Leo thought.

shot. Right after,

plates–nobody could

when suddenly someone seized him by the

body flushed red, was suddenly swept up into a pair of icy

radiated a chilling aura, gripping her so tightly it felt like

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man,

black shirt and black pants, and the silver mask on his face looked so

her bones.

as she whispered, “Who… who

remember a thing. Right now, the only reason she could even make

process what was happening, she was yanked toward

Chaos. Darkness.

tilting and spinning in front of her eyes, like rain–drenched neon lights flickering

wanting to

he didn’t let her–his voice was colder than ever,

and emotionless as he ordered, “Don’t

lost in chaos; she could

moment, she even

man behind her responded to that title with a couple of

unconsciously, she swallowed

another

her face in the pillow

she knew he was always in control, not leaving

a fuss, but

state, she

*

woke up, she was in

up at the ceiling, the

people in the room–Simone, Ian, Xavier, Charles, Quinn, and

Xavier,

back to when she and Leo were locked up together–but judging by the

finally tracked down Leo, the kid was totally passed out, his forehead covered in

had probably been taken by Andrew and tortured, and she was eventually found down at the base of a cliff. Most likely, she was pushed–but miraculously, she survived the

Charles. This

gaze sweep around the room, lingering on the group of men. Just then, Simone reached out and took

us! My crew happened to be filming nearby, so I rushed over. Yolanda, you almost lost your life this time–the fever only just broke!

but inside, she couldn’t help feeling a

really have a fever?‘ she

tucked under the covers, and she could vaguely feel something different

time that she couldn’t remember who it was, or even what the room looked like–all

‘I’m screwed,’ she thought.

sore, and she could hear

out for revenge on Charles this time, and you got dragged into his mess for no reason. He even locked you up with the Lawson boy. Luckily, nothing truly

ghost, like someone

sitting at her bedside, reaching out to muss her

two whole days searching before finally finding her down at the bottom of the cliff. She’d had a raging fever, and her clothes were stained with

he rushed her

she’d

with questions. ‘Did I really have a fever?‘ she

must have been burning up when they found her. And if Charles saw her looking like she’d just been

there was no way he wouldn’t kick up a huge fuss

nervously, her thoughts a tangled mess of

she’d slept with a man this time, but she had no idea who it

Leo?‘ she asked

looked pissed off and sneered, “Lucky for you, nothing happened between you and my brother. If it had, you’d

wasn’t Leo. If it had been, he’d probably never let me go for the rest of

have been lan?‘ The question

always shrouded in mystery, and Yolanda never wanted to dig too

flicked over to Ian

when he caught her eyes, there was a

a cold shiver run through her. ‘If it’s not Ian… then who

only Samuel Grant and Quinn Cooper

her well, but as Charles’s close friend, he was notoriously cold

from all the overthinking, and she looked

her into his arms. “I’ve already sent people to look for Andrew. Right now, you need to

back down,

by one, everyone else left the room, leaving Simone

left Andrew with no way out back then, would he have been clinging to you like this for so long? Once you find

chance.”

like that would ever listen

pressed her lips together, worry flickering in her eyes. She was just speaking as an elder—she didn’t want to

of danger. Andrew started by messing with Joelle, but Joelle got rescued before he could act, so he shifted his focus to Yolanda instead. He even deliberately locked Yolanda up with Leo. Good thing Leo had zero interest in

happened between

straight off a not–too–high, not–too–low cliff. She ended up lying out there

hospital room, he spotted Yolanda, ghostly pale and curled up under

scared?” he asked

still had absolutely

totally out of it at the time, her memories all fuzzy, but that weird, floaty, tingly feeling from that night

rough–her

for a bit,” Yolanda murmured, her

reached out and gently tapped her on the

spent another two days in the hospital. Charles visited as often as he

was when Quinn dropped by, a conflicted look on

what happened that night?” Quinn asked, sounding

That

gave him a quick, searching look. “What are

caught the confusion in her eyes and let out a quiet breath. “It’s nothing, really. Just get some

had barely walked out when Samuel came in, took a seat by her bed, and poured her

are you feeling?” he

the bed, taking her time with her

it, just get some

he got

lowered her lashes, feeling agitated inside. She was pretty sure the guy she’d slept with was one of these men, but

after Samuel walked out, Leo kicked the hoTitan

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Yolanda didn’t

tantrum.”

the bedside, grabbing the collar of Yolanda’s hospital gown. When his eyes accidentally landed on the skin exposed beneath the collar, his cheeks turned red–he immediately averted

“Yolanda, I’m not

the tug on her collar and stared at Leo’s furious face, doubts creeping into her mind. ‘Wait, did I end

that why he’s

down. ‘No chance. If it really was

than anyone just how

Quinn and Xavier just looked at

him back, sounding cold as ice. “Dude, you were out of it–why are you

Leo’s entire body was

is that seriously what’s got me pissed?‘

his gaze, anger swirling inside him. ‘I was so damn pathetic, reaching out to her, and she just booted me to the curb like I didn’t matter

about that kick, it was like his heart got stomped

with tears, threatening

down, but when he turned back

first kiss. Isn’t that a bit much

big deal! Why shouldn’t it be?! I hate her so

hospital room, his head still

was so loud, and since it was right outside Yolanda’s room,

word.

sigh of relief. ‘Well, looks like Leo wasn’t the one I slept with after

rolled her eyes, muttering to herself, ‘Just look at this guy–acting like a total wreck over a few lousy kisses. If we actually did the deed, he’d be

wondered, her headache

sounding frazzled. “Ms. Grant, a bunch of our talents are handing in their contracts to quit. What should we

folks were all stuck with the old contracts. The ones who left before had to cough up money, but these talents didn’t want to pay a

who wants to stay, can stay. The company won’t ask

Starlight were stuck in a tough spot, trying

the entire narrative about Yolanda did a complete

nonstop.

at the entrance turned them away. Starlight had beefed up security big time–no one could get in

made sure to fix up the front gate and set up strict access controls. It wasn’t just for show–it was a way

hospital suites. After getting up and taking a shower, she heard a sound outside. When she opened the bathroom door, there was Ian,

soup.

lingered briefly on her still–steaming figure before he looked away, eyelashes lowered. “Have some soup,

him, Yolanda couldn’t help but feel

of guilt.

Ian would be her one and only, but now, instead of letting him get close, she’d ended

Sitting down at the edge of the bed, she opened the container