Serena’s POVThis is it! The day I've been eagerly waiting for.I called Calvin, asking if he could come with me to scout the best shop for my first business on Melrose Avenue. Surprisingly, he agreed, even though I'm aware of his hectic work schedule. I also reached out to Stevie, hoping she could
The lady looks up from her packing and greets me with a warm smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Hello there," she says, her voice friendly. "Oh, the rent for this place is $7,000 per month.""I see, thanks," I say, keeping my voice even. "I need to talk it over with my business partner first
Bill’s POVMy mother invited me to dinner at one of our family-owned hotels. I accepted, realizing it had been quite some time since we last caught up, just the two of us.When I arrive, it surprises me to see Doris talking to Mom. I had no idea she'd be here. Her acting all friendly bugs me, rememb
"Did I do something wrong?" she asks, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "You acted as if you really didn't want to see me here. I've also noticed you've been avoiding me lately.""What are you talking about?" I say, dismissing her accusation. "I don't understand why you're getting emotional,
Serena’s POVFinally, Stevie has some free time today, so I suggest that we go shopping for supplies for my jewelry business.We drive up to the Rose Bowl Flea Market and I can already feel the excitement building. Stevie parks the car, and we hop out, greeted by the lively scene around us."Wow, it
Stevie takes the camera from her bag and snaps a photo of the rose quartz necklace. She suggests, "All you need to do is sell these in your store and market them online."I frown, feeling overwhelmed. "But I'm not a techie person, Stevie. It's going to be hard for me, and I have no idea what content
Serena’s POV“Oh, shut up,” I snap at Stevie, pleading for her to quit the teasing. "Calvin and I are just friends."Thinking about Calvin and me as more than friends sends a flurry of butterflies through my stomach. Yet, he's told me he cares in a way that feels more like an uncle. I have to shake
Serena’s POV"Baby? What baby?" Calvin's eyes widen in shock at what he just heard. "Serena, are you pregnant?""Oh, fuck," Stevie whispers under her breath, instantly regretting her slip.Words fail me at the moment, so I simply nod, confirming Calvin's suspicions without saying a word.Calvin sigh
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