When Love Breaks by Jack

Then, with a nonchalant stretch, he gulped down the last of his coffee, slammed the mug on the table, and declared, “Well, Ms. Webster, you’d better keep that backdoor open for me. If things go south, I’m coming back to crash with you.”

“Uncle!” Off to the side, Ike, who was sipping on his hot chocolate, gave him a reproachful look, pouting, “Don’t you have work today?”

Gregory’s face softened momentarily before shooting Ike a sharp glance, “Little brat, tired of me already?”

Ike huffed, “When you’re here, Jane’s all yours!”

And with that, Gregory was effectively chased out.

After seeing Gregory into the elevator, the little tyke clambered up to me, planting a wet kiss on my cheek, “Jane, who do you love more, me or Uncle?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, “I love you, of course.”

But I love your uncle more. I thought.

…

The night was serene, and the top-tier RiverCity Club basked in its tranquility amidst a bustling neighborhood. Membership was exclusive, and a card could set you back a sum in the six figures.

rights; everything else was on the tab. And

drew a stark line between the classes, leaving

the club’s waitresses, nodding

“I do.”

there was a chill in her demeanor, “To stay by Mr. Ferguson’s

words, to become Mr.

bills. Or, if Mr. Ferguson takes a liking, you’ll want for nothing. But fail, and well,

mom was all she had, battling heart disease without the funds

mom’s

to tears, but money didn’t grow

to seduce the man rumored to

refused, clinging to her morals and doubting her allure to a man of such caliber,

urging her to just go

tray, she knocked and entered the dimly lit private room Alaric

one was subdued. Without seeing faces, she could tell

and sharp, made it

“Just leave the

“Okay.”

moment she spoke, Steven paused,

so did Bryant, silent until