(Jayden)Winona steps back into the room after checking the older kids in bed. She looks a little more at ease. She has the monitor screen in her hand.“The monitors work well,” she says, sitting down beside me. “But I don’t know… It feels so impersonal. I’d rather be more hands-on with the kids.”I nod, knowing exactly what she means. “It’s a big house. Everything’s spread out. Feels like we’re miles away but moving into a guest wing isn’t practical for the first night.”“I know,” she says, glancing down at Henry, who’s starting to doze off in his bassinet. “But Henry will sleep in our room tonight. There’s a cot and I’ll leave him in the bassinet. I don’t care how good the monitors are. I want him close.”I smile at that. “Of course. Can’t leave him up to his own devices.”She leans back against the couch, letting out a small sigh. “I think the family house will be so much better. I can’t wait to get started making it livable.”“I mean, the staff here could have it done in no time.”
(Judy)The courier should’ve delivered what I need by now. I glance at my watch.It’s been a long game, planting seeds of doubt in Jayden’s mind, and it’s about to pay off. Winona might think she’s made her way back into his heart, but love doesn’t survive betrayal—especially not Jayden’s brand of jealousy.I tap my fingers impatiently on the desk, looking out over the city skyline. Winona. That self-righteous little snake. She’s always acted like she’s better than me, like she’s won.I’ll never forget the look on her face when she first found out about Ashlyn and Jayden. The way her eyes filled with tears. The way she looked at me as though she had any right to be angry. She knew she’d lost.She doesn’t know what real power is. She doesn’t know what it means to protect your family at all costs. Jayden is my son. He’ll always be mine.I sit up straight as there’s a knock at the door.“Come in,” I say, keeping my voice smooth and composed, though my insides buzz in anticipation.My ass
(Judy)The next morning, I’m already at my desk, tea in hand, reviewing the photos again. The images are intimate, just on the edge of scandalous. There’s enough innuendo, enough skin, enough suggestion to make Jayden question everything.This is going to be delicious. I can feel it. The downfall of Winona Nolan is inevitable. She’s no Brennan, never will be.A smile tugs at my lips. It’s a victory I’ve been planning forever. I want Jayden shattered—emotionally wrecked and vulnerable.I’ll remind him that it was always me who stood by him, me who knew what was best for him. Winona is just a con, a fleeting bad phase in his life. I am permanent. I will always be here.The thing about Jayden is, he’s too trusting of her. He thinks just because she’s in his life now, she’ll always be loyal. But I know people. I know how weak they are, how easy they are to manipulate when you know what buttons to press.And Winona? She’s the weakest of them all, throwing herself at men like Phillip and
(Winona)“Ready for the meeting?” Jayden asks, his voice warm and reassuring.I force a smile. “Of course.”We head down the hall, past rows of glass-walled offices where people work silently behind screens. Everyone is dressed to perfection, every detail immaculate.It’s a far cry from the life I had back in the States, where chaos was the order of the day, juggling kids, work, and everything in between.I’m trying to adjust, I really am, but this place is so different. So... emotionally cold.“Astrid is in the meeting room. She isn’t friendly but she keeps this place running like clockwork. Don’t let her bother you. She’s all about Nexus Global and she hates change.”As we approach the meeting room, the tension in my stomach tightens. I wonder if Sofia will be in there? Jayden opens the door, and I step inside, my eyes immediately landing on her. Astrid Koenig.Wow, I think even her short, sharp hair is too scared to fall out of place.She’s sitting at the head of the table, looking
(Winona)“Let’s get to the next meeting.” Jayden pops his head in the door. “You’re about to meet the Italian version of Lance. Careful your ovaries don’t explode.”I grin. “Good, he might be able to help melt this ice in my veins now.”Jayden laughs. “Astrid has that effect, but she’ll come around. You okay?”“Please, after dealing with your mother all my adult life, Astrid is water off a duck’s back.” We head off along the myriad of corridors and rooms. I swear a whole city works in here.Employees dressed in sleek suits, working with an almost eerie silence, their eyes flicking up momentarily as we pass. Jayden strides confidently, like he owns every inch of this place—which, technically, he does.But these people look at him like he’s a god. I can tell he’s used to it in the short time here. I think he secretly loves it. I mean, who wouldn’t?The employees watch him with awe and thinly veiled envy. But no one says hello. No one speaks. It’s like it’s forbidden.Back home, the jani
(Winona)We’ve had our 11am meeting Astrid mentioned earlier and have just come back to Jayden’s office when Hugo Devereux makes his entrance. His arrival is marked by an air of authority sweeping through the room.Everything about him—his suit, his crisp posture, the way he closes the door softly yet decisively—signals that he’s a man who’s used to controlling every detail. I know his type. Judy lives for these power plays.“Hugo, welcome back. I trust the past few days away were fruitful?”Hugo acknowledges Jayden with a brief nod. “Oui, Mr. Brennan. I’m ready to address the current gaps in the strategic allocations with you.” He doesn’t glance my way, which is almost more dismissive than a look of disapproval.“Hugo,” Jayden responds, his tone neutral but carrying that edge I’ve come to recognize as his business voice.He’s trying to avoid tension. “We’ll look at that later. I’m taking Winona through some key things today. And it’s been a big morning. Also, it’s lunch time.”Ther
(Winona)I walk into Sofia’s office, trying to calm the nervous flutter in my chest. Jayden’s by my side, his hand resting lightly on my lower back. It’s supposed to be comforting, but right now, I’m not sure if anything could settle my nerves.I’m about to meet Sofia, the brilliant marketing director of Nexus Global. She’s the last person on my list today, but from everything I’ve heard, she’s also one of the most important.I’ve seen her on video calls. I’ve felt her sexuality exuding through the call. She is a woman who goes for what she wants. I think she wants Jayden.Jayden opens the door, and there she is. Sofia stands behind her desk, looking effortlessly chic in a sleek black suit. Her dark hair cascades around her shapely shoulders and her eyes light up as soon as she sees Jayden.“Jayden!” Sofia’s voice rings out, bright and confident. She crosses the room with purpose and wraps him in a hug that lasts just a beat too long for my liking.I feel my stomach twist. Is this how
(Jayden)I’ve come home from work not a moment too soon. I step into this pristine mansion and immediately feel the tension in the air. Henry is crying.From the look on the tutor’s face as she gathers her things, it’s been a long day.“Mr. Brennan,” the tutor says, her tone polite but weary. “The girls have been adjusting fairly well, although they do need to understand discipline, but Bobby… Well, he’s been more interested in the kitten than lessons. I’ve barely seen him all day.”I sigh, taking Henry from his carer’s arms and bouncing him gently. His cries are escalating, and I know it’s time for a bottle. “Thank you for today. We all need some time. I’ll talk to him.”She nods, offering a smile before leaving.Henry’s carer offers her goodbyes, and I thank her too.I move into the sitting room, where the girls are flipping through books, but they look worn out. I quickly grab a bottle from the small fridge I had set up in the sitting room and heat it in the microwave oven next to
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(Winona)Lisa sits on the couch between me and Jayden, her fingers curled around the USB stick.“You don’t have to,” I remind her gently.“I know,” she replies. “But I want to. I can’t move forward if I don’t hear him out.” She hands the drive to Jayden.Jayden leans forward and plugs the drive in. The screen flickers.And then there he is.Lance. Black eye blooming from Jayden’s attack over hall pass week, bruised knuckles, the same crooked grin he always wore.“Lisa,” he says, “I’m so sorry. I wish this could have been different.”I glance at her. She flinches but doesn’t look away.He shakes his head. “No big poetic intro. No music. No tragic montage. Just me.”His smile cracks slightly.“First, I want to say this isn’t your fault. You didn’t fail me. You didn’t love me wrong. In fact, you’re probably the only person who ever loved me right.”Lisa’s breath hitches beside me.“I wasn’t built for longevity, Lisa. You knew that. Hell, I practically had an exit sign blinking over my he
(Winona)Viktor stands with his hands by his side while Jayden finishes up his announcement.I watch on, proud of them both. Not only staunch in business but as friends.“I’ll still be involved on a higher level, but day-to-day, Viktor’s your guy,” Jayden says, firm and confident. “Effective immediately, he’s the new CEO of Nexus Global.”There’s a brief pause before the quiet, respectful claps ripple through the room.Viktor just nods. “Thank you,” he says. No long speech. No dramatic reaction. Just two words. Classic Viktor.Jayden glances my way and walks over.“Proud of him,” I say quietly. “And of you.”“He’s ready,” Jayden replies. “Hell, he’s been ready for a while now. He taught me almost everything I know about Nexus Global.”Viktor lingers by the window, posture steady. Astrid steps up beside him, saying something low. He replies with a brief nod and the smallest of smirks.Jayden leans into me and murmurs, “did you see that?”I arch an eyebrow. “The nod or the smirk?”“Both
(Winona)I see the moment his eyes catch mine in the window behind Astrid. He blinks like he’s seeing a ghost. Too late. I’m already across the restaurant floor, my heels pounding each step out in deliberate warning, the sound sharp against the quiet hum of late-night conversations. Heads turn. I don’t care.His face shifts from confusion to panic as I advance—his mouth parting slightly, eyes darting to Astrid like he’s trying to figure out if he’s imagining this. He’s not. I’m here. I saw everything.I saw the kiss. I saw the closeness after. The lingering smiles, the laughter, and the way Astrid’s hand stayed on his like they were sharing secrets. Like she belongs to him. You don’t need sound to understand body language.That kiss wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t a friendly peck on the cheek. It was enough for me to wonder if they’ve been playing me for a fool for weeks. Maybe months.Jayden stands just as I reach the table, knocking his chair back in a clumsy scrape. Astrid rema
(Jayden)Astrid raises her glass, the candlelight catching the rim. “To surviving another quarter without firing anyone major.”“To the rest of us surviving the grueling schedule of the Ice Queen herself.”“You did okay.”“Just okay?”“Better than okay. You have quite the work drive, Jayden. Gus was right to leave Nexus in your hands.”“Not one of you thought that at first. You all hated me. Especially Hugo. I think he still might, actually.”“Oh, you are not so bad, after all.”We clink glasses. The wine’s sharp, dry—like her. The restaurant is dim, ambient, tucked just off the canal. Astrid insisted it was the best late-night spot in Brussels. So far, I can’t argue.The food was incredible, the service seamless, and the company? Easy. A little too easy.This dinner has gone longer than I expected. I expected an answer from Winona to my text. But it hasn’t come. The conversation just flowed so effortlessly tonight.No drama. No awkward silences. No carefully chosen words. Astrid, wh
(Winona)It’s nearly 1 a.m. when I step off the jet into the crisp Brussels air. I haven’t slept. I haven’t eaten properly. My thoughts have been chewing on each other for nine hours straight.I hear my phone notification, but I see Cass and I’m so damn happy. She’s about to launch the rest of her life and I’m excited for her.“It’s so good to see you.” I say as I run towards her and give her a hug.“You look like hell,” she says as she grins and hugs me back.“Oh, thanks for the compliment. You look like death yourself.”“Just finished a12 hour shift, what’s your excuse?”We walk out to the private parking area. Having a private jet is so convenient.“I can only blame stress and paranoia,” I tell her as we put my case in the back seat and get into her car.“Paranoia?”“Yes, about where Jayden and I stand in out marriage lately. I’m not sure I’m what makes him happy. All we do is fight, it seems.”“Okay… ah, so me telling him you’d have been better off never meeting him probably didn’
(Jayden)It’s nearly ten. The office is quiet, except for the soft hum of fluorescent lights above the boardroom. Astrid and I have been going through projections for Q3. Numbers, strategies, deadlines. All things that used to matter more than they do right now. My family call is bothering me. It’s not that Winona had a sudden business trip, that’s expected, it’s just the way we interact lately. Going through the motions. Not speaking up on how we feel in case it triggers an argument. I’m as much to blame.“You missed an adjustment here,” she says, tapping the edge of my laptop.“I didn’t miss it,” I say, not looking up. “I just didn’t apply it yet.”She raises an eyebrow. She knows I’m distracted. I’ve worked with her long enough to recognize the look that says I’m full of shit.“You want my input or just someone to nod along while you pretend to work?” she asks.I lean back in my chair. “You always cut right through it, don’t you?”“Of course.”She’s right. She doesn’t have patie
(Winona)The family call starts like any other.Except this time, I’ve told the kids I’ll be away and lied about where I’m going.Now I have to convince Jayden it’s an unexpected business trip.Bobby’s got a stack of papers next to him, pretending he’s not glancing at them while he listens to Jayden. He’s been working on some design options for the school vegetable garden.He’s become quietly obsessed with getting it right.Sarah is asking about when she can next visit the Nexus office again. Abby’s wearing one of Henry’s bibs and announcing herself as the ‘baby boss’ while trying to feed Henry a cracker he doesn’t want.Henry is slamming his hands on the table, shrieking with defiance, and Kit is doing her best to keep the screen steady while holding him.Chaos. Beautiful, familiar chaos. Welcome to the Brennan zoo.Jayden is calm, smiling, fully engaged. He’s asking Bobby about his team at school, praising his leadership skills. He tells Sarah he misses her drawings and promises to
(Winona)Phillip is at his desk when I walk in, finishing up a call. He looks up and gives me a half smile, casual but watchful.I cross the room but remain standing. “I won’t keep you long. I just… I wanted to let you know I’m stepping down in an active capacity from Vault. Effective immediately.”Phillip’s face shifts from polite curiosity to astonishment. “Wait—stepping down how?”I nod. “I’ll remain the owner. But I’m not going to be overseeing day-to-day management or strategic decisions anymore. I’m handing all of that to you. If you want it. CEO, President, call it what you will—I’m out.”He studies me carefully. “That’s… a big move, Winona. You’ve always been a control fre… ahh, hands-on.”I give him a quick grin. “Nice save.”“I’m talented, what can I say? But you being hands-off, I’m not sure that’s even possible.”“I’ve realized I can’t keep devoting so much energy to business. My family needs me. My kids need me.”“Is this what Jayden asked you to do?” “No. He’s been exc