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Alex had sworn me to secrecy, and itd raise more questions than it answered, especially after he told me he found the saboteur but "couldnt disclose their identity at this time" All he said was they had ties to a mercenary group that was targeting certain members of the business community for "confidential reasons"

Damn I was wrong. Guess whoever it is will come back at the end of 7 books like in the twisted series

"I love you, Sloane, and if you think Im lettin you go that easily, youre mistaken. Ive spent half my life runnin from the hard stuff & takin the easy way out because Id never wanted anything enough to work for it. Then I met you, & I finally understood what people meant when they said love is worth fightin for. Ive learned to fight for whats important, & theres nothin in this world thats more important to me than u"

Sabotage. I turned the word and its implications over in my head.
“That doesn’t make sense,” I said. “Who would want to sabotage the vault to the point of committing arson?”

I’m gonna take a WILD guess and say it was his uncle. Or Perry. Or Sloan’s dad. Those are my guesses

“You kept asking me why I called you Luna. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid it would send you running for the hills. Even before we kissed, before we were anything, you were a light in my life. Luna is short for ‘mi luna’. My moon. Because no matter how dark the nights got, you were always there, shining so brightly that I always found my way through.”

Xavier casually pulling and name dropping Christian Harper, Alex Volkov, Jules Ambrose like it’s a normal Tuesday and they’re not some of the most powerful people in manhattan

If kisses had colors, this one would reflect the tatters of control swirling around us, a symphony of crimson and amber and pure, stunning cobalt. They sank beneath my skin, sending electric currents over every raw, exposed nerve.
In a world of black and white, she was my kaleidoscope.


That was beautifully written

"That was years ago, we weren’t dating, and I wasn’t trying to woo them.”
Another type of warmth, one that had nothing to do with arousal, pooled in my stomach. “Is that what you’re trying to do? Woo me?”
“Depends.” A smile played on his lips. “Is it working?” Yes. “No.”
“Liar.”

🤭🤭

“I don’t want a kiss or a one-night stand,” he said. “I want you. I want to know you outside work. I want to take you on real dates. And I don’t know if it’ll work out in the end, but I want us to at least try.”

Hey, you can say a lot about Xavier never stepping up to his role as CEO and wasting his life partying etc. but can’t fault him for not being direct about what he wants

“I said your hobbies are boring, not you. I don’t find a single thing about you boring.”

Date I say, bare minimum…?