When Love Breaks by Jack

“Nadine…”

Bryant’s voice lingered over her name, as if tasting the syllables for the first time.

Nadine couldn’t bring herself to meet his piercing gaze, fearing that her facade would crumble under the weight of his scrutiny. Then, Bryant chuckled a sound that sent shivers down her spine-and demanded, “Who sent you?”

It was clear to Bryant that she was a pawn, sent by someone with a hidden agenda-a play for profit, because in his world, nobody made a move without an incentive.

Nadine hadn’t expected Bryant to be so astute, to see right through her with barely a glance. Her face paled as she took a deep breath and repeated the lie she had prepared.

“I’m just here on a part-time job. Nobody sent me…”

“Miss White.”

I am. Anything your backer can find on me, I can find on them. Anything they can offer you, I can match. Let’s just say, I’m known for not playing nice when I’m crossed. So, if you don’t start talking, my patience will run thin.” Hearing this, Nadine felt a cold sweat break

she felt cornered, with no other choice but to face him and

no illusions about continuing to hide the truth; someone like Bryant could easily uncover any secret. Rather than futile resistance, she chose to bet everything on Bryant, who seemed infinitely more reliable

immediately placing the

“Brother…”

plotting revenge on Alaric, reluctantly spoke up, “That’s my cousin’s boyfriend, the one you met at the bar last week. He’s

Bryant was a

especially using someone from his past as bait,

a stand-in for someone Bryant once held dear, chosen for her natural resemblance and the

cigarette, not acknowledging York’s input, and turned to

this trap without planning to

“Probably

left and returned shortly, dragging Alaric by the collar and tossing him to the floor with

Alaric glare at her with undisguised