Page 133 of The Broken Keys

“I’m handling it.” Steel sharpens his tone. “You shouldn’t worry yourself with the details.”

I roll my eyes. “Like that’s possible.”

“All you need to be concerned about is taking care of her. I’ll take care of everything else. I protect what’s mine, even when it’s not mine anymore.” He gestures to the car. “I won’t let anyone hurt her. Not while I’m still breathing.”

The fury building in my chest wars with grudging respect.I’m sure he can be a ruthless bastard, but he loves her. That much is undeniable.

“If you put her in danger, you’d better fix it.” I advance a step closer, making sure he understands this isn’t a suggestion. “I don’t care what kind of resources you have or how many people you need to take down. You fix this, Jaxon. Fast.”

“Consider it done.” His certainty should comfort me, but it doesn’t. “Keep her close, Cash. Don’t let her go anywhere alone until I give you the all-clear.”

“And how am I supposed to do that? She goes back to work tomorrow.”

“Is she ready for that?”

“Yes. We met with her team on Friday. If she doesn’t get back to work, then her deal with Marcus Chen gets lost with everything else.”

Livianna opens her car door and peeks out at us. “Callum, we should get going.”

“Yeah, I’m coming. Just finishing up a few business issues with Jaxon.” I start toward her, looking back at him. “I’ll keep you updated, but I expect you to do the same.”

“Done.” He gazes in Livianna’s direction. “Bye, Livianna. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I’m sure I can handle everything, but if I…” Her smile fades. “You know, I’ll take you up on your offer. You helped me get where I am today. I’m sure you’ll be able to bring me up to speed just as fast as anyone else.”

It’s with those words I shudder. As much as I wanna keep them apart, it’s not in her company's best interest.

The fact is, Jaxon knows more about how she became so successful. If I step in to stop them from working together, it’ll just push her closer to him.

She might not remember the last five years, but she’s still Livianna. Stubborn and determined.

“We’re home.” I turn off the car.

We’re in the driveway of her Pacific Palisades mansion. I’m not thrilled about moving out of my house, but being with her is more important.

Her pops put his foot down when I mentioned she wanted to move in together. He insisted she’s safer in this house, and I have to agree. The neighborhood is guarded and her security system is better than mine.

Livianna climbs out of the car with her new phone clutched in her hand, already tapping at the screen as we walk toward the front door. I grab the shopping bag with her new case and charger. Her brow furrows deeper as she fiddles with her phone.

“This doesn’t make any sense.” She stops on the front steps. “I’m trying to restore my phone from my iCloud backup, but it keeps saying my account doesn’t exist.”

My stomach drops. I didn’t think about that. If she connects to her account, there’s bound to be parts of her missing history laid out for her to uncover.

I try to calm my racing heart with leveled breathing. “Maybe you’re using a different email than you think.”

“I tried every variation I can remember.” She peeks up at me. “Nothing works.”

I unlock the front door and gesture for her to go inside. “You’ve been through a lot, Lily. Maybe you changed it when you went from Livianna Grace Designs to Lehlani Rose Designs.”

“But that’s the thing.” She follows me into the living room and sinks onto the cream sofa, still staring at her phone as if she can get it to work through sheer force of will. “Why would I close my iCloud account? All my photos, my contacts, my music—everything would’ve been on there.”

“People change accounts all the time.” I set the shopping bag on the coffee table and try to keep my voice casual. “Maybe you wanted a fresh start.”

“A fresh start from what? I don’t understand why I would delete years of my life like that. It doesn’t make sense, Callum.”

I lower myself onto the sofa beside her. “What if you just set up a new account now? Start fresh with this phone.”

“And lose everything?” She shakes her head. “No. There has to be a way to recover it.”