Category: Fiction

Chapter Seven Siobhan ignored Joaquin’s order to rest and spent the weekend Christmas shopping. She even made a point of watching children who were blinking in wonderment at toys and pausing to listen to a choral group singing before a massive decorated tree, trying to remind herself why she used to love Christmas so much. It

Chapter Six Joaquin couldn’t afford a single misstep. Lorenzo had retreated to his town house after the board overthrew him, but he was back at the office in the morning with a phalanx of lawyers, trying to retake his mantle. Joaquin was no longer the teenaged boy with a black eye and nothing in his pockets,

Chapter Five She was famished, too, which left little fight in her. Siobhan brought him into the building, vibrating with awareness of him and nearly wilting with hunger when the food aromas filled the elevator. Inside her flat, he glanced around as he removed his coat and accepted the hanger she offered before she removed

Chapter Four “You don’t really intend to fire me,” Siobhan said as she entered a room that was full of heavy furniture and the embedded funk of cigarette smoke. “You can’t.” “I absolutely can,” he contradicted. “I don’t even need a reason beyond the fact I’m restructuring.” “But that’s not fair. No one needs to know

Chapter Three Two weeks later… Siobhan had barely learned how her new boss, Oladele, liked her coffee when she came in to find the woman already at her desk, still wearing a raincoat speckled with the drizzle of Madrid’s December morning. Among the handful of people who had also trickled in before nine, there was an

Chapter Two Joaquin Valezquez didn’t make a habit of picking up women. Which wasn’t to say it had never happened, but he was a busy man who couldn’t afford distractions, especially today. Thirty minutes ago, word of yet another one of his father’s financial overextensions had reached him. Joaquin had left his team finishing out his