Serena’s POV"Anything yet?" I call out to Stevie, who's waiting outside the door, keeping an eye out for customers approaching our shop.Stevie turns to me, frustration clear in her voice. "Nothing yet," she says, her disappointment palpable. "No one's coming.""Don't worry, Stevie," I reassure her
Serena’s POV"Sorry, I'm late for the opening," Calvin says, his breath slightly hurried from the rush. "Got caught up with lots of work stuff. Are you mad?"I smile at Calvin, shaking my head gently. "Nah, I know you were busy. And this is just sparkling cider," I say, lifting my glass in reassuran
Serena’s POV"Calvin?" I call out, noticing his sudden change in demeanor. He seems to have spaced out, lost in thought. "Are you alright?" I ask.Calvin breaks his trance, blinking a few times as if returning from a distant place. "I’m alright, don’t worry," he says, his voice a touch distant. "I'm
Serena’s POVEvery day's the same: a non-stop rush. From morning till night, the shop's full of people, and I'm right there, in the middle of it all, keeping things running. I guess it's just how life goes when you've got your own business to manage.Stevie does drop by to help when she can, but it
Serena’s POV"Girl, your video is blowing up!" Stevie's text flashes on my screen. "That story is insane. You've got to spill – who's the ex from hell?"It's been barely two days since I posted my first storytime video, but it already has over 200K views and 50K likes. I'm shocked that it went viral
Serena’s POVWhy is Bill here? He hardly comes to the mall. Patty, Doris's mother, clears her throat and smiles at Bill. "Bill? I didn't expect to see you here. Is Doris with you?"Bill shakes his head. "I'm just browsing for some nice jewelry," Bill says. "How about you? You don't look like you're
Bill’s POVWhy do I get the feeling I've messed things up with Serena again? I'm just trying to help with her business, hoping we can get back together and move past everything that happened.But no, she's being stubborn as always, thinking I'm looking down on her.As Serena starts to turn away, I g
Bill’s POVAs I head back to my car, my mind replays the scene in Serena's shop over and over.I don't usually open up like this, but the truth is, I still love my ex-wife, and I'll do whatever it takes to win her back. Calvin doesn't stand a chance. It's clear to me that Serena still has feelings f
Calvin’s POVI sit across from William Sterling in a private club lounge, the kind of place where deals are made over hundred-dollar cigars and overpriced whiskey. The lighting is dim, the walls lined with mahogany, and the tension between us thick enough to choke on.Sterling doesn’t look like a ma
Bill’s POVI didn’t expect this fight tonight.Serena and I have had our fair share of disagreements, especially when it comes to balancing work and family, but this—this is different. This isn’t just a decision about a project or an event. This is about her company, the one she built from the groun
Stevie’s POVParanoia isn’t something that sneaks up on you all at once. It’s a slow, creeping thing that starts as a gut feeling, then plants itself like a weed, twisting and growing until it’s impossible to ignore.I used to think I wasn’t the kind of person who got paranoid. I’ve walked through d
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