Serena’s POVI watch as the doctor steps out of the operating room, the harsh hospital lights making his face seem almost ghostly. From my spot, a little further down the hallway, I see Elena, dart towards him. She's been pacing back and forth for a while now. Her voice breaks the tense silence. "Ho
Bill’s POVMy eyes slowly open, and I see a white ceiling. The sterile smell, the beeping machines - it clicks. I realize I'm in a hospital. I try to piece together what happened and how I ended up here.The last thing that flashes through my mind is a motorcycle heading straight for Serena. Instinc
Serena’s POVAs I go out of Bill’s hospital room, I bump into Doctor Henderson while looking at his clipboard.He looks up and smiles when he sees me. “Serena,” he calls. "Has Bill regained consciousness yet?""Bill just woke up," I reply. "Thanks for everything, Dr. Henderson.""That's great to hea
"What is this?" I ask."Well, open it," Calvin says.I pull a box from the paper bag. It's a fancy Cartier box, dark red with gold edges. I open it and see a beautiful jade necklace inside. The jade is a deep green, and the design is simple but elegant."Calvin, this is too much. I can't take this,"
Serena’s POV“You’re an asshole, Bill,” I say with a straight face. I can feel my face getting hot, but I don't let any emotions show. He's acting like his old self, trying to provoke me with his words. But I can play that game too.I scoff at his comment. "So, what if I have a sugar daddy?" I shoo
Serena’s POVHalfway out of the hospital, I remember that Calvin's gift is still in Bill's room. But I can't go back, not after Bill degraded me.I can already see it. If I go back for the gift, Bill will probably hurl more insults about me trying to seduce his uncle. He didn't even let me explain t
Serena’s POVI never realized just how much I'd drifted from my old life after marrying Bill, until bumping into Stevie between the cereal and coffee at the grocery store.I'm halfway down the coffee aisle when I spot her. Stevie, looking just like she did back in our college days, is checking her p
Serena’s POVStevie waits outside the stall as I puke my guts out in the toilet.I hear a gentle knock on the door. "Do you need any help? I can hold your hair back if you want," Stevie offers."No, it's alright," I reply. "I've got this. I've had plenty of practice."After I'm done, I wipe my mouth
Calvin’s POVI don’t call emergency board meetings.The last time I did, it was during a major acquisition, and even then, the room wasn’t as tense as it is now. The moment I step into the conference room at Titan Group’s headquarters, I can feel it — an unspoken shift in power. Some of the board me
Serena’s POVI march down the hallways of Etoile de Collin with purpose, heels clicking against the polished marble floors, my heart hammering against my ribs. I don’t stop to acknowledge the employees who throw nervous glances my way. I don’t stop to gather my thoughts or consider how I’ll handle t
Bill’s POVI’ve been here before — sitting in my office late at night, staring at financial reports, sifting through numbers until my vision blurs. Except this time, it’s not Pinnacle AI or RGE I’m focused on. It’s Etoile de Collin. Serena’s company. The empire she built from scratch, her pride and
Stevie’s POVThe thing about investigative work is that it’s 90% bullshit, 5% dumb luck, and 5% “holy crap, I just found something huge.” Right now, I’m knee-deep in the first category, sifting through articles, emails, and old interviews, trying to connect the dots between Mark Brennan and William
Calvin’s POVThe sun beats down on the pristine greens of the private course, the scent of fresh-cut grass and expensive cigars lingering in the air. The Titan Group shareholders’ golf event is in full swing—an annual spectacle of forced camaraderie, strategic networking, and thinly veiled power pla
Serena’s POVI don’t have the patience for this.Bill is still breathing hard, his fists clenched like he’s ready to swing again. Calvin, blood on his lip, stands his ground like he’s daring him to try. The energy in the room is thick with tension, male ego, and barely restrained fury. It’s suffocat
Stevie’s POVI’ve never been in a war room before, but I imagine this is what it feels like. The energy in Calvin’s penthouse is thick, charged, like we’re all waiting for someone to detonate. Papers are spread across the table — printouts of articles, screenshots of Sterling’s financial records, pi
Serena’s POVThe second I hear those words — If she had gone to Milan, she might’ve realized someone was already replacing her — something inside me snaps. I don’t sit there and stew in it. I move.Mia barely has time to look up from her laptop before I push open the door to her office, shutting it
Calvin’s POVAndrea is pacing my office like a trapped lioness, her sharp heels echoing off the marble floor. She’s not usually this agitated; she’s the steady one in the storm, the PR genius who’s seen me through crises I thought would bury us. But now, her calm veneer is gone, and it’s setting my