(Jayden)Matteo’s text is straight to the point: Lunch. Best restaurant in Brussels. Be there at 1.There’s a location pinned. I glance at my Rolex.I message back: Don’t think I’m taking lunch breakHis answer is quick: Nonsense. You’re the boss, no?Well, damn it. He’s right. I am.When I step out of the town car, I’m greeted by cobblestones underfoot and an old-world elegance that hits different from the sleek, modern vibes back home.The restaurant is a hidden gem tucked away from the bustling streets, its charm oozing out from ivy-covered walls and grand arches.He’s already seated by the window, casually leaning back, a glass of red wine in one hand, his grin radiating confidence.“There he is!” Matteo calls out, raising his glass as if we’ve known each other for years. “Jayden! Amico mio, you made it! Hungry?”“I could eat,” I say, sitting down across from him.Matteo laughs. “Perfetto. We’re going local today. Belgian cuisine at its finest. You’ll leave here in love with stoof
(Winona)“Mommy, why does Henry need to see my doctor?” Abby asks, her small voice cutting through the quiet clinic. She swings her legs from the chair, completely relaxed.I shift Henry in my arms, his tiny body still not much bigger than some newborn’s, even though he’s five months old. “We’re just making sure he’s okay to fly, sweetheart. And Dr. Green will check on you, too. Remember? We have to make sure your heart’s doing okay.”Abby nods. “I like Dr. Green.”I smile, kissing her on the top of her head. She’s been through so much already—two heart surgeries and another one looming in a few months. I can’t help but worry about her flying across the ocean, even if Dr. Green has been positive.But Henry... Henry’s the one who keeps me up at night. Literally.The door clicks open, and Dr. Green walks in with his usual comforting smile. “Winona, Abby, good to see you both.”“Hi, Dr. Green,” Abby chirps, swinging her legs a little faster. “We’re gonna fly on a plane!”Dr. Green chuckl
(Jayden)I’m planted at the huge double doorway waiting to greet guests as they arrive. Viktor is right behind me. I’m really out of my depth here. I’m a fish out of water. Some sort of imposter.Hugo, of course, organized a surprise party at my new home. To welcome me as the successor at Nexus Global. No pressure.My tuxedo fits like a glove and I’m glad I at least feel up to par with my outfit.A tall man in full military regalia approaches first. His uniform is dark green, adorned with medals that gleam under the lights, and a ceremonial sword strapped at his side.“Colonel Andreas Lindberg,” he says with a curt nod, his Swedish accent sharp and precise. “Representing His Majesty’s armed forces.” He bows slightly.“Welcome, Colonel,” I manage, shaking his hand. His grip is firm, his eyes sharp.Behind him, a woman steps forward, regal in every sense of the word. Her gown is deep crimson, flowing with layers of silk.Her posture is impeccable, chin slightly raised. “Princess Elena o
(Winona)I sit on the couch, gently rocking Henry as I dial Jayden. The other kids are in the bathroom and then they’ll join us for the scheduled video call. He’s probably tied up with work, and the last thing I want to do is interrupt.Still, we agreed about these family calls.The screen flickers, and after a few rings, Jayden’s face fills the frame. He’s grinning.There’s a background buzz—voices, music. Sounds like he’s in the middle of something big.“Are you wearing a tux?”“I am, babe. Where’s the other kids?”“They’re just washing up. They’ll be here shortly.” I smile.“Great. How is my little man?”“Just fine.” I see the man I know is Hugo Deveraux hovering in the background wearing a frown.“I’ll put you on speaker. It’s hard to hear,” Jayden says.“I didn’t know you were busy,” I say quickly. “I can call back later if it’s a hassle.”“No way,” Jayden replies, waving off my concern. “You’re as much a part of this as I am. Stay on. I’m glad you called.” His voice is warm, rea
(Jayden)I slam the door to my office, the sound echoing louder than I intend. The meeting with Astrid is a complete disaster. She shoots down every suggestion I make, like I don’t know what I’m talking about.Hugo just stood there, a silent statue of neutrality. No backup, no support.I’m losing control of the very company I’m supposed to be running.“Jayden.”I glance up, and Viktor is standing there.“Not now, Viktor,” I snap, rubbing my temples. “I’m in no mood for advice.”“Too bad.” He steps forward, his gaze steady and unflinching. “Why are you letting Astrid and Hugo dictate to you?”I blink, caught off guard by the directness of his question. “What are you talking about?”“You have dignitaries from all over the world showing you respect, Jayden,” Viktor continues, his voice low but firm. “People who hold real power. And now, you’re letting Astrid and Hugo show you none. Why?”His words punch me. I want to argue, but nothing comes out. He’s right.“They’ve been here longer. Th
(Winona)The elevator doors slide open, and I step into the penthouse. The countdown to our departure is ticking away. Tonight, Lisa and Cass are here for dinner.“Mommy, Aunt Cass is coming, right?” Abby asks, her big eyes looking up at me as she jumps up and down.“Yeah, she’ll be here soon, sweetie. You know how much she loves spending time with you guys,” I say with a smile, brushing her hair out of her face. “Aunt Lisa too.”“Yay!”As if on cue, the elevator dings, and I know it’s Lisa and Cass.“Hey sis.” I say as she approaches. “How’s life?”“Life is amazing!” Cass exclaims, arms outstretched as she makes her way in, like she’s on top of the world. “Gabriel’s amazing, work is amazing, everything is amazing. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”I smile. “Great.”Cass immediately drops down onto the floor with the kids, pulling Sarah and Abby into a hug. Then she fist-bumps Bobby and they talk a foreign Minecraft language.“I’m going to miss you guys so much.”“Come see my cu
(Winona)The playroom is busy, full of kids running around and laughter filling the space. It’s a typical scene for this supervised visit, the noise and chaos swirling around.I sit on the bench, arms crossed, watching Abby and Judy interact. Judy gets two hours a week with her, and I always make sure to keep my distance. Today’s no different.“Mommy, look at the tower I built!” Abby rushes over, beaming, holding up a colorful stack of blocks, her face glowing with pride.“Wow, that’s amazing, honey,” I say with a smile, softening just for her. “Go show Grandma Judy. This is her time with you, sweetie.”“Okay, Mommy!”Abby runs back to her, her little legs carrying her eagerly. I settle deeper into my seat, crossing my arms again. The less I engage with Judy, the better. But today, I have to tell her we’re leaving for Europe soon.Just thinking about that makes me tense up. I’m dreading her reaction, her manipulations.Judy’s voice drifts over from where she’s sitting with Abby, but i
(Jayden)“I’ve never been to a farm,” I admit.Viktor glances over, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “It’s not the life you’re used to.”“No kidding,” I mutter, my eyes sweeping over the open land. “Did you grow up here on the farm?”He shakes his head, keeping his focus on the road ahead. “Not here. Hungary. Until I was ten.”“Okay, wow. Hungary.”“I’ve got a big family. Twelve of us kids, all up. I’m the eldest. My parents had their struggles but managed to stay together.”“Twelve kids?” I whistle. “That’s a lot of mouths to feed.”“Yeah,” Viktor says. “It wasn’t always easy, but my father worked hard. Lost the family farm when I was young, so we had to move to the city. Budapest. He hated it—was never the same after that. He always dreamed of getting back to the land.”I nod, understanding. “Sounds like he fought hard for your family.”“He and my mother both did,” Viktor agrees. “I left at sixteen to work and help with money. Joined the military, sent money back. M