Sunshine doesn't mean I don't feel the storm." June People say I light up rooms. That I'm all sunshine and softness, with a laugh that sticks and eyes that still believe in happy endings. And maybe I was that girl once. I've spent six years loving a man who made me feel safe and seen. Aaron was everything-steady, strong, my partner in building dreams. He helped me turn my dance studio into something real. He proposed with shaking hands and a tear in his eye. And I said yes with every piece of my heart. But three weeks before our wedding, he told me he needed to meet up with his high school sweetheart. I said yes. I trusted him. Then he came home and told me we had to postpone the wedding. He didn't cheat. He didn't leave. He was just... confused. And that broke me more than anything else could. So I canceled the wedding. I packed away the dress, the flowers, the future I'd memorized. And now? Now I have to figure out who I am without him. I don't know where this story ends. All I know is-I loved him with everything I had. And I won't beg to be chosen twice.

After unexpectedly finding himself a single dad, Hayes must balance fatherhood and a custody battle with his demanding role as CIO at Cartwright & Sons, as he strives to win not just his daughter's custody but also his defense lawyer's heart. Standalone in the Cartwright Brothers series *** Hayes never envisioned himself as a father or a husband. Content with his bachelor lifestyle, he's blindsided when he suddenly becomes the sole caregiver for his unexpected infant daughter. Uncertain about his ability to parent and torn about whether to keep her, he struggles to balance fatherhood with his demanding role as CIO at Cartwright & Sons. Just when he thinks he's getting the hang of it, his world is upended once again when he's hit with a custody lawsuit. Enter Deanna, an associate lawyer and former hookup of Hayes. She has crushed on him for years and despite knowing the risks of getting involved with a client, Deanna takes on his case due to their past history and her own experiences growing up in an abusive home. Initially skeptical about Hayes's parenting abilities, the more time they spend together the blurrier the lines get between what's ethical and what her heart desires. Content warning: This story contains references to sexual assault and suicide that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

"Time is up, I AM CLAIMING WHAT IS MINE!" His voiced shattered throughout the entire tower. He has found me and claiming what is his; me. "Sire please, she not even 21 yet. Please let her stay for the year!" My father pleaded for my life but it was no use. I belong to him. Silence crept through the house before loud banging from large footsteps crept from the staircase. The pleading did not work. He was coming for me. .... BOOM! The large sealed oak door broke down with a simple kick from the notorious beast. I ran to the corner for protection but to no avail. He was taking me to my new life. ------------ My destiny was written before I existed. My family bloodline held much respect throughout generations, we were a perfect fit to be married off to the Vincenzo family. The largest mafia group to rule all of Europe and parts of America. They controlled everything since the beginning of time. So when my ancestor agreed to marry off his 8th grandchild off to the leader of the Vincenzo clan; it was a victory for the family. I am the 8th grandchild. My life now belongs to the Vincenzo clan.

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He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.