A Kiss at Midnight
What would you do to save your family? It’s easy to make a snap judgment when you aren’t in the middle of hell, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I’ll do whatever it takes to save my brother . . . and I might even enjoy myself while I do it.
My name is Jewell Weston. I’m twenty-four, living in a studio apartment, and struggling to survive. I quit my job to care for my ailing mother and young brother. The cost of this care cleaned out the family savings, as well as my own. Now, the state won’t give my ten-year-old brother to me because they say I’m not fit to be his provider . . . yet the nightmare foster home he’s in will destroy him if I don’t get him out.
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The tides begin to turn when I get hired at Astor Corp. If I can hold this job for three months, I’ll get my brother home, and though we miss our mother and our lives will never be the same again, we’ll at least be together. This is the answer to my broken prayers.
Everything is fine until the boss walks in and I come up with a new plan. What he doesn’t realize is I’m not some weak little girl. I might have been broken in the past few years, but I don’t roll over for anyone. He might think he can control me . . . but he has no idea how to come out on the other side of hell and still be standing . . . and I definitely do.
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I’m Blake Astor, and to most people I’m known as coldhearted. Some even think I don’t have a heart. I run a billion-dollar corporation with my two brothers who think they’re amusing. What starts out as a business transaction, ends up being just what I need. I know I should keep my hands off, but there’s no chance of this happening. What even my brothers don’t know is that the cold exterior I show the world is nothing but a façade, and it won’t take much for the walls to come crashing down.
My brothers and I watched our parents get brutally murdered when we were six, eight, and ten, and we haven’t healed from this, the images burned into our minds, shaping our lives. We’ve tried to forget, but it’s shaped every decision we’ve ever made from that point on. Can anyone reach our guarded hearts? No one has yet, but then I meet Jewell . . . and now I’m not sure of anything anymore.
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