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Nella's point of view Coming up the stage the moments I had earlier replayed in my head, the towering glass walls of Hills Inc. reflected the sky, casting sharp, fractured images of the world outside. My heels clicked against the polished marble floors, echoing in the vast, open space. The air inside carried the scent of fresh coffee, printer ink, and something colder, my shoulders high as my aura dripping with resentment. The moment I stretched my legs into the entrance, the atmosphere shifted, tightening like a noose, as it became hard to take in.A ripple of whispers spread across the lobby, hushed but sharp, my ears collected the sounds.“She really showed up.” A voice, low and filled with amusement with their straight face slightly lifted.“I thought he would’ve been done with her by now.” Another voice came from the end, filled with quiet disdain.My spine remained straight, my expression blank, but under the surface, something inside me curled—not with shame, but with qu
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The heavy glass doors of Hills Inc. reflected the city skyline, a distorted mirror of the world outside. Nella stepped through, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floors, the sound slicing through the hushed murmurs that filled the vast, open space. They were already talking.Eyes flickered toward her, curiosity laced with thinly veiled resentment. She felt it in the way their voices lowered as she passed, in the barely concealed smirks exchanged between colleagues who thought she didn’t belong. Let them wonder. Let them whisper. It changed nothing.The conference room was colder, lined with glass walls that did little to mute the tension curling through the air. Executives sat in neat rows, their gazes flickering between her and Michael, their expressions unreadable. She knew what they saw—an outsider, a woman with no history in business, yet standing beside one of the most powerful men in the industry.Michael leaned back in his chair, one hand resting lazily aga
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Nella's point of view.I could tell Micheal was surprised with how much power I could hold at the moment as though he didn't have a hand in it.“ But why are you surprised? Didn't you threaten you must overtake Oliver… uhm the Quinn's enterprise?”“ I'm not surprised, you look weak unlike your actions.” He said with a raised chin, while looking at me through his glasses.“ Well, you want a dark feminine energy visible on my face?” I asked, raising my brows as I sip the hot coffee.“ I didn't say that, just that you make people underestimate you then you step on them leaving them at the brick of death.”. He said with a smile focusing on his face.“ Well, isn't that what you want for him?” I said arranging some files at my corner knowing it was Oliver.“ That is what I want, Tesoro .” He said in a low tone.“ What did you say last?” I asked, the language seemed off and he speaks strange languages over the call most times.“ We have an exclusive business event, you need to attend Nella.
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Daniella’s point of view The event went well and I was back walking into the office, I could see the face of the workers.A gossip must be going on, looks like they don't know what I can do because of gossips.I heard the office talking in low tones with voices just loud enough to be heard but quiet enough to avoid outright confrontation. I felt the weight of their words before I even heard them."She was nobody before him.""Michael only keeps her around because she amuses him.""She thinks she’s untouchable, but everyone knows she won’t last."The words slithered through the air, laced with smug certainty, meant to chip away at me. They didn’t. I adjusted my bracelet, my expression composed, my posture effortless. Let them talk. Let them weave their stories. It changed nothing, I will fire them to let them understand but someone will be behind it.Marilyn sat near the far end of the executive lounge, her eyes sharp, lips curved into something too calculated to be a real smile. She
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Daniella’s point of view “ Oh, come here, I'm not done with you!.” Micheal said, turning me back to the initial close position we were in, but this time he held my shaking hands together with one of his hands and the other placed on my neck was a five finger necklace.“Are you putting up an act to hurt Marilyn?!” I asked in a low voice affected by the tickles spreading through my body with my breath hitting his neck as I controlled my hands, I couldn't feel my hands shake again.“ hm, since she wants to watch, let's put on a show for her, so she can watch.” he whispered in my ear.“ Micheal, don't you think you're going too far?!” I said my legs melting, our intense eye contact making me bite my tongue.He smirked trying to place his lips on mine.“Oh fuck it.” I pushed him far away from my lower body part, his butt landing on the chair behind him. I walked closer to him, pulled his tie and leaned closer to him.“This is better than yours.” I made our nose touch rubbing them lightly,
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Michael’s Point of ViewThe night air was thick with the scent of whiskey, polished marble, and money. It always smelled the same in these places—where power dripped from crystal chandeliers and greed lay just beneath the surface of every conversation. The gala was no different, a room full of men who thought they ruled the world and women who knew better but played along anyway.And then there was her.Danielle.Or rather, Nella, if I wanted to push her buttons.She moved through the crowd with practiced ease, her spine straight, her expression unreadable. The emerald gown hugged her in all the right places, every step calculated, every glance controlled. She had learned well. Too well.I sipped my drink, the slow burn trailing down my throat as I watched her from across the room. She was untouchable, at least that’s what she wanted people to think. But I knew better.A man approached her, his gaze lingering longer than necessary, his posture too confident for my liking.I didn’t mov
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Michael’s Point of View The door clicked shut behind her, leaving only the faint trace of her perfume in the air. A mix of something delicate, deceptively soft—just like the woman wearing it. But I knew better.Danielle was anything but delicate.I sat down, running a hand over my jaw as I stared at the door she had just walked through. She was getting smarter. More aware. She was starting to see things—see me—in ways I wasn’t sure I liked.Or maybe I liked it too much.The moment she had called me out on already having a plan, something shifted between us. She was right. I didn’t need her to destroy Oliver.But that wasn’t the point.I wanted her in the destruction.I wanted her to watch him crumble, to know that I was the one who placed the final nail in his coffin. I wanted her to feel that power—not because she needed it, but because she deserved it.And yet… she still hesitated.That hesitation was a problem.I leaned back, my fingers tapping against the armrest as my thoughts s
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Daniella’s point of view “ Oh, come here, I'm not done with you!.” Micheal said, turning me back to the initial close position we were in, but this time he held my shaking hands together with one of his hands and the other placed on my neck was a five finger necklace.“Are you putting up an act to hurt Marilyn?!” I asked in a low voice affected by the tickles spreading through my body with my breath hitting his neck as I controlled my hands, I couldn't feel my hands shake again.“ hm, since she wants to watch, let's put on a show for her, so she can watch.” he whispered in my ear.“ Micheal, don't you think you're going too far?!” I said my legs melting, our intense eye contact making me bite my tongue.He smirked trying to place his lips on mine.“Oh fuck it.” I pushed him far away from my lower body part, his butt landing on the chair behind him. I walked closer to him, pulled his tie and leaned closer to him.“This is better than yours.” I made our nose touch rubbing them lightly,
