The boardroom was pristine—glass walls, polished wood table, subtle lighting. A screen dominated one end, ready for presentations. A fresh pot of coffee steamed at the side. Tyrone stood near the door, dressed immaculately in a black suit. Juliette stood…
The summer heat In Western Georgia was the kind that didn’t just press against your skin—it crawled down your back, curled into your waistband, and made everything feel a little slower, a little stickier, a little more dangerous. Maddie was…
The sky was overcast. The wind moved through the trees in lazy waves. The scent of cedar, sawdust, and slow-burning pine logs drifted from the chimney. Jack was in the workshop, shirt off, hands dirty, shaping a cedar bench with…
The elevator doors parted at 8:03 a.m. Tyrone Dominian emerged, flanked by Juliette Vernier and Daniel. He was dressed in a sharp navy suit with crisp white shirt, Juliette in a python-patterned sheath dress that traced her curves, and Daniel…
It was the kind of morning that pretended to be innocent. The sun beamed down softly over the manicured streets, kids laughed in the distance from the community park, sprinklers hissed gently over front lawns. Grocery bags rustled. Coffee steamed…