Anastasia glared at Caius. “Three hundred sixty-five days. Then we go our separate ways.” He smirked, stepping closer. “And if...

Melissa crossed her arms, watching Everett struggle for words. **“Hey, old man,”** Merrick smirked. **“If you want to talk to...

Anastasia met Hayley’s smirk with cold fury. “You thought I’d stay down?” she whispered. Hayley chuckled. “You’re nothing without us.”...