His Sons Girl
READING AGE 18+
I fell for Ethan Sterling months before I ever met his father. Steady, warm, easy — the kind of love that made sense.Then I sat across from Julian Sterling at his own dinner table, and eight months of certainty came apart in under a minute.He’s everything Ethan isn’t yet — controlled, precise, an empire built on never losing his composure. Divorced six years, guarded in ways his son doesn’t see, looking at me like I’d gotten past a wall nobody’s touched in years.I told myself it was nothing, every time proximity threw us back together — galas, holidays, a trip I never should have agreed to.Julian never says it out loud. Every careful inch of distance between us says it for him.I’m his son’s girlfriend. I’m not supposed to wonder what his father’s hands would feel like.Some lines don’t just get crossed. They get chosen — at a cost none of us walks away from clean.
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Vivian called back within the hour, and by the time she did, Julian had already filled three legal pads with the kind of methodical, controlled fury I imagined had built Sterling Industries in the first place — dates, timelines, a list of names underlined twice.
“It’s Callahan,” Vivian said, her voice tight through the speakerphone. “Desmo……
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