(Winona)We’re finally back. The penthouse feels strange after everything we’ve been through. It’s a little surreal. Cass is in the hospital for observation. I know she’ll have some struggles after being captive and drugged.I’m sure it will take time to deal with it all. But we’re home and she is getting the best care, and that’s all that matters right now.I walk over to the windows, looking out over the city. It’s getting dark, and the lights below are starting to flicker on. For the first time in days, I can actually breathe and relax.“Henry’s looking good. That virus is all but cleared up,” Jayden says, stepping up behind me.He wraps his arms around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. “Doctor says he’s feeding well, breathing on his own, and all the tests came back perfect.”“Really?” I lean into him, feeling some of the weight lift off my chest. “That’s… that’s amazing. I wasn’t sure we’d ever get to this point.”“I know.” Jayden kisses the side of my head. “But we’re h
(Cass)I’m lying in this hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to get my shit together. My body’s still trembling from the aftereffects of the drugs they pumped into me. Meth. Of all the fucking things they could’ve used.I’ve been through withdrawal before, but this feels different. Darker. Like it’s gripping onto me harder than anything ever has. I know what that means. I know meth is one of the most addictive things out there.The worst part? I can feel it calling to me, already scratching at the back of my mind. It terrifies me.The doctors say I’m doing well. Physically, I’m recovering faster than they expected, but mentally? That’s another story. I’ve always had demons. Always fought through the shit life’s thrown at me. But this? I don’t know how to handle it.“Cass?” A soft knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. Winona steps in, looking as put together as ever, but I can see the exhaustion in her eyes. She’s been through a lot too. Probably more than me.“Hey,
(Jayden)One week laterI’m sitting at the kitchen table, staring at the newspaper in front of me. The headline is bold and in your face—Nexus Global CEO To Be Charged With Espionage. It’s all over the news. Every channel, every site I click on, every radio station.Gus is going down for crimes against the country, and not just here. Five European countries have filed charges too.I can’t wrap my head around it. The world thinks he’s some international criminal mastermind, but I know better. He’s not innocent, but he’s not guilty of what they’re saying either. He played the game, yeah, but he was working from the inside to take down the real scum.And now he’s branded a traitor.There’s a knock at the door. I’m half expecting it to be reporters or someone else here to shove a camera in my face asking about him. I push back from the table, heading for the door.When I swing it open, I’m surprised to see Gus standing there. He looks calm, collected, like he always does. But there’s some
(Winona)I sit on the couch in the penthouse, my mind swirling with everything that’s happened. I should feel relieved—Cass is safe, Henry’s doing better, and the second wedding is booked. But I don’t feel calm or settled.I feel like the ground is shifting beneath me, and I’m just waiting for it to open up.This place is constantly covered in kids' crap and trying to make a penthouse into a family just isn’t working any longer for me. Of course, it was only ever temporary. But with Henry coming home soon, I think we need to seriously decide where we’re going to live.“You’re thinking too hard again,” Jayden says, his voice soft, almost teasing.I let out a breath, shaking my head. “I can’t help it. There’s so much… stuff.”“Stuff,” he repeats with a little smile, trying to lighten the mood. I don’t smile back. I can’t.Jayden shifts beside me, running his hand through his hair. “You wanna talk about it?”“Which part?” I mutter. “Gus handing you Nexus Global like it’s some birthday p
(Winona)Jayden’s been quiet since our discussion about Nexus Global. I can see the conflict in his eyes every time I bring it up. It’s like he’s stuck between two worlds. The one we’ve built together, with our family, and the one Gus left him with Nexus Global.Gus said it’s only the legitimate business, nothing else he was involved in can touch that. But can I really be sure? Now he’s probably going to jail for treason, how can that reflect well on Jayden?I don’t get why Jayden is so calm about what’s blowing up the media right now. Gus is a criminal of the highest degree. Regardless of what Gus really did, all the people see is a traitor and that is garnering a lot of hate.Clearly Jayden knows more than I do and I’m not asking for details.But, there’s no way in hell some of that shit won’t stick to Nexus Global and Jayden.I watch him now, sitting at his desk, his laptop open, papers spread out in front of him. He’s been on the phone all morning, talking with lawyers, accountan
(Winona)Jayden’s pacing again. It’s become his thing this past week, pacing the floor when his mind is in overdrive. He’s in the living room now, his eyes darting to the view outside, but I know he’s not really seeing any of it.“Maybe come sit down?” I ask, trying to break the silence.He stops, glances at me, and shakes his head. “I can’t sit. I’ve got too much shit spinning around in my head.”I let out a slow breath, watching him pace again. “This is about Nexus Global again, isn’t it?”Jayden stops in his tracks, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. It’s about Nexus Global. It’s about Gus. It’s about the fact that my so-called father, the man I barely know, has handed me control of one of the biggest companies in the world.”I get off the couch and walk toward him, keeping my voice calm. “Jayden, whatever Gus was involved in isn’t a part for Nexus Global, is it? Nexus Global is a legitimate business. It’s not tainted by what he was doing behind the scenes?”“It isn’t,” he say
(Judy)I built this empire from the ground up. Brennan Industries is mine again, and I’ll be damned if I let it slip through my fingers. Gabriel’s sisters... they’ve got shares, but they don’t have the backbone to hold onto them.I’ll buy them out, take majority ownership.I sit in my office, looking out at the city skyline, and my mind spins with possibilities. Gus labeled a traitor? It doesn’t make sense. Not him. Gus has been involved in all sorts of shit over the years, but a traitor? No.I know him better than anyone knows him. One thing is for sure, the only person who knows exactly what’s going on is Gus.Still, it’s all over the news. Brennan Industries is connected to this mess because of Jayden. And Jayden... my son, has walked away from everything. From me, from this business. It’s like he doesn’t care about the life I built for him, the sacrifices I made, or the hell I went through with Greg.And Gus... I shake my head, trying to tamp down the anger bubbling up inside me.
(Winona)I’m sitting on a park bench the next day, watching Abby as she climbs the jungle gym, her little legs kicking out as she tries to navigate the bars. Judy’s right behind her, guiding her carefully. It’s one of the new playgrounds in the area, all shiny and safe.But I still feel uneasy, as I always do with Judy.Judy’s laugh rings out as Abby makes it to the top. She claps her hands, and Abby beams down at her. It’s a picture-perfect moment, and I love it for Abby, but I hate that I can’t ever be at peace with this woman in our lives.Every time Judy's around, I feel on edge, like there’s something waiting to go wrong. But Abby loves her, and no matter how many boundaries I put up, there’s always supervised visits. It’s the deal we made.I pull my jacket tighter around me, watching Judy lean in close to Abby, whispering something that makes her giggle. Judy looks over at me, I know she has something she wants to say.“You should try the big slide next, Abby,” Judy says, holdin
(Lisa)I can’t breathe.Meeting this CEO is going to be the death of me. I’ve been throwing up from nerves all morning.I adjust my blazer, trying to act like I’m not about to pass out, and glance over at Winona, who’s giving me the look—the one that says she’s about two seconds away from laughing at me.I’ve never worn a damn blazer in my life. Give me a mini-dress any day.“You know, I didn’t sign up for this level of stress. I thought we were just going to grab lunch with some rich guy, not audition for a role in The Apprentice,” I mutter under my breath, trying to hide the shaky hands clutching my bag.Winona raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. “It’s not The Apprentice. Just act like you know what you’re doing. And for God’s sake, don’t spill a drink on the guy.”“Drink, do you think he’ll offer some bubbles?” I deadpan.“It’s 9am, I think not, I meant coffee.”“Damn.”“You’ll survive.”“Barely. I’m not cut out for this crap.”“You know it. I’ll always b
(Winona)The soft cry of a baby envelopes me. At first, it’s faint, like it’s coming from another room. Then it grows louder, more insistent. I’m fumbling, trying to pinpoint the direction, but I can’t find it. My hands press against empty air, the cries getting louder. I’m coming, baby. I’m coming. I wake with a gasp, my chest so tight I can’t draw a breath back in. My hands grip the sheets. It’s like I’ve been running. But I’m in bed. My bed.I look over and see Jayden isn’t beside me. But bright sun is coming through the window. I must have slept late.The room is still. I finally suck a breath into my lungs. No baby crying. No baby to find. No baby.The realization twists. I sit up, forcing myself to breathe slowly, deliberately. “It’s just a dream,” I whisper, running a hand through my hair. “Just a stupid dream.” ***After dressing in a loose shirt and jeans, I decide to head downstairs. The scent of coffee and toast wafts up, warm and inviting. I can hear the kids’ chat
(Cass)I stride through the penthouse, my stiletto heels clicking against the marble floor with purpose.I know I look good—stunning, actually. This dress hugs every curve just right, and the deep emerald green makes my eyes pop.Tonight is about reminding myself that I have a feminine side and I’m not afraid to use it. Gabriel may have been part of my past, but I’m going to show him just how irresistible the present me is. But as I head towards the elevator, Viktor steps out, his tall frame filling the space and his expression hard as stone. He crosses his arms and plants himself directly in front of the doors. “Ready for your date then??” he asks, his voice low, almost a growl. “You know I am,” I reply, refusing to let him intimidate me. “Unless you plan to stand there all night.” His eyes rake over me, lingering just a second too long on the neckline of my dress before snapping back to my face. “You’re really going out with Gabriel.” It’s not a question. “Yes, I am.” I tilt my
(Jayden)I find her on her laptop. “How are you really feeling?” I ask, standing by the edge of the bed. She looks up, her eyes softening. “Tired, but okay. It’s good to be home. That makes me feel one thousand percent better. You’ve got that look.”“What look?” I ask, kicking off my shoes and stripping down to my boxers.“The one that says you’ve got something weighing on you,” she replies, her tone softer now.I sigh, running a hand through my hair and sit on the edge of the bed. “It’s Cass. She’s in danger, Winona. Real danger.”Winona shifts, her eyes narrowing with concern. “What kind of danger? How?”“Don Alejandro, he hasn’t been arrested. He’s gone underground and he’s still calling the shots,” I say, my voice low.“But Cass has nothing to do with him, or Mia anymore. Gus cleared her of anything drug-related. How can she be in danger?”“Cass went to her old apartment. To clear it up. Trying to make a clean slate, I think. While she was there, they turned up.”“Who?”“Mia fir
(Jayden)“Daddy’s home!” Abbey squeals, her feet thundering across the wooden floor towards me. I barely have time to drop my briefcase before she launches herself at me. I scoop her up, spinning her in a slow circle while she giggles wildly. “Hey, princess,” I say, kissing her cheek. “Did you miss me?” She nods, curls bouncing. “Missed you so much! Mommy’s upstairs. She said you were bringing Henry back, but you didn’t. Where is he?” “Henry’s asleep in the car,” I explain, setting her down. “I’ll grab him in a minute. I had to get my Abbey hug first.” Bobby appears in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame like he’s auditioning for a teen drama. “Dinner’s almost ready. Sarah and I are making sure everything’s perfect for Mom. We’re making up trays.” “That so?” I ruffle his hair, and he swats my hand away with a grin. “Good work, kid. You’re the man of the house when I’m not here, right?” “Obviously,” he says, puffing his chest out. “This place would fall apart without
(Mia)“You know what, Gabriel?” I say, my voice sharp. “Maybe you’re not as noble as you want everyone to believe. You think I don’t see what you’re doing? You’re not trying to protect this family. You’re trying to control it.”He narrows his eyes. “What are you talking about?”“Don’t play dumb,” I snap. “You just want Brennan Industries for yourself. That’s what this is really about, isn’t it? Turning Ana and Eva against me so they’ll sell to you.”“That’s ridiculous,” Gabriel retorts, his tone cold. “I’m protecting the company from you. You’ve already proven you can’t be trusted. Someone has to safeguard what Papá built.”“What Papa started,” I say, crossing my arms. “That company was built by Judy Brennan. Our father was an awful businessman. But he loved us, all of us. Don’t forget, Gabriel, we all share the same blood. The same father. We all deserve to benefit from the legacy, not just you.”Ana shifts uncomfortably, her eyes darting between us. “Mía, it’s not about taking sides
(Mia)The townhouse is spotless. Every vase, every gold fixture, every inch of marble gleams under the crystal chandelier’s glow. I’ve made sure of it, not for me, but for them. My family is coming, and I know the judgment in their eyes will be as sharp as their words. They will think I don’t belong here. Such luxury and display of wealth is unbecoming. I should be more humble. Show more gratitude and grace.I don’t care. I do belong here. All I want is for mother to love and respect me as a woman. Not to always see me as her baby girl who needs constant mothering.I straighten the throw pillows for the third time, my nerves simmering beneath my skin. When the doorbell rings, I force my shoulders back and my face into a practiced smile. “Come in,” I say as I open the door. Mama steps in first, her dark eyes scanning the room like she’s searching for something to scold me about. Behind her, Ana and Eva follow, their expressions less obvious but no less guarded. Gabriel brings up
(Winona)“Winona,” he says, walking over to kiss my temple. “Welcome home. It feels so good here, right?”“You feel it too?” That makes me happy. Knowing Jayden feels the same vibe the kids and I do in this place.“You chose perfectly. I’m heading out for a meeting with Gus and Viktor. Figured I’d take Henry with me. He can nap in the car. If that’s okay with you? Is Henry being with Gus okay?” I nod. “Gus visited me, and we sorted some stuff. It’s fine with me if it’s fine with you.”He kisses my lips and whispers in my ear, “I can’t wait to snuggle with you tonight. I have missed you so, so much after dinner time.” He nuzzles my ear.I smile as Henry tries to grab my hair.“Hey, you two, get a room!” Lisa teases.“Oh, we will.” He steps away and Henry reaches for me and I hold his little hand in mine. I’ve missed him so much.“Anyway, I better bounce. Get this Global Nexus stuff done,” Jayden says.“Henry can stay here if it’s easier.”“No need. He’s my right-hand man these days. H
(Winona)The moment I step into the farmhouse, the scent of lavender and woodland spice welcomes me like an old friend. I know it’s one of Klara’s aromatherapy concoctions that I love.Lisa has given me a ride home to save Jayden the trip into the city as he’s here with the kids.The kids are buzzing around like a small tornado, their excitement obvious. It’s a stark contrast to the opulence of Brussels high-end estate or Jayden’s Penthouse here. This place is different. It’s ours. Once I have the renovations done, it will still be luxurious, of course—heated floors, state-of-the-art kitchen, and furnishings you’d see in a design magazine—but not excessive.It’s cozy, warm, and every inch of it feels lived-in. It’s like the cottage in a way. A family home but this place has something the cottage didn’t have. A history in its walls of previous families. It feels like home in a way nowhere else I’ve ever lived has.Even my townhouse, which was perfect for me at the time, pales in com