Serena’s POVIn her usual high-energy mode, Stevie is pacing around the shop, hands waving as she describes her vision for the party. It’s impossible not to get caught up in her enthusiasm.“So, here’s the plan,” Stevie says, her eyes sparkling excitedly. “We’re not just throwing any party. We’re in
Serena’s POV"I'll cut straight to the point," Fabiana begins. "I'm really interested in working with you. Your summer collection has caught the eye of several of my celebrity clients — they're eager to wear your pieces."“Oh, wow,” I say, stunned. “That’s incredible! I never imagined when we starte
Bill’s POV"Who's in charge over there?" I ask, leaning back in my chair, phone pressed to my ear. It’s been a long day, but Serena asked for a recommendation, and I’m not about to let her down.There’s a pause on the other end of the line before a voice responds, “That would be Greg Larson, sir. He
Serena’s POVI walk into Bill’s study, hoping he can help clear my head. Last time we talked, his advice really got me thinking differently, and maybe he can work that magic again. But as soon as I step in, I notice something’s off. He’s sitting at his desk, looking tense and frustrated, like he’s
Serena's POVI take a look in the mirror, almost not recognizing myself. The lavender dress flows down to the floor, fitting perfectly over my baby bump. It’s more elegant than anything I’ve worn in a while.The jewelry from our summer collection really completes the look. The necklace, a delicate g
Serena's POVThe moment we step inside the venue, I’m hit with a wave of energy. The rooftop has been transformed into something out of a dream. String lights drape across the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the entire space. The DJ is set up near the bar, spinning tracks that keep the vi
Bill’s POV"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the visionary behind tonight’s stunning collection — Serena Nixon!"The host's words ring out across the venue, and all eyes turn toward Serena as she steps onto the stage. I watch her closely, noticing the slight tremble in her hands as she adjusts t
Bill’s POVThe party's in full swing, but all I can think about is Serena standing next to me, looking like she’s still processing everything that just happened. The announcement, the applause — it’s all starting to sink in. I figure now’s the perfect time to talk.“So,” I say with a playful smirk,
Bill’s POVThe second day of the trial feels heavier than the first. I sit at the stand, every eye in the courtroom on me. Kevin sits across the room, leaning back in his chair, his face as blank as ever. But I’ve known him long enough to spot the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers tap rh
Serena’s POVEvan Carter steps up to the stand, his posture rigid but his face set with a kind of quiet determination. He’s nervous — I can see it in the way his hands grip the edges of the chair, his knuckles white — but he doesn’t hesitate when the prosecutor starts her questioning.“Mr. Carter,”
Serena’s POVThe courtroom feels like it’s holding its breath. Kevin sits across the room, calm and collected, as if he isn’t facing the weight of his crimes being read aloud. Arson. Money laundering. Drug trafficking. Arms dealing. Conspiracy. Each charge is like a hammer falling, but Kevin doesn’t
Bill’s POVThe flashing red and blue lights from the police cars paint everything in sharp. Kevin’s hunched figure disappears into the back of a cruiser, his hands cuffed tightly behind his back. But even as he’s being taken away, he still manages to twist the knife with his parting words.“This isn
Serena’s POVKevin strides toward me, his expression dark and twisted. I don’t move. I plant my feet, keeping my stance steady, just like Bill taught me. My heart races, but my mind is sharp, clear. I’m not afraid — not anymore.He lunges, fast and aggressive, the blade in his hand aiming straight f
Serena’s POVKevin raises the knife, and my breath catches. For a split second, time seems to slow, the glint of the blade catching the faint light like a silent threat. Before I can react, Bill charges in from the side, slamming into Kevin with the full force of his body. They hit the ground hard,
Serena’s POVKevin steps toward me. His twisted grin grows wider with each deliberate step. He thinks he has this in the bag. He thinks I’m scared, that I’ll back down the second he closes the gap. He doesn’t realize he’s underestimating me.My feet stay planted firmly on the ground, my hands steady
Bill’s POVKevin and his men approach slowly, scanning every corner. They’re trying to catch even the smallest hint of movement. They’re wary but not afraid, at least not yet. Kevin’s confidence radiates off him like a bad cologne, seeping into the minds of the men with him. Serena is crouched besi
Serena’s POVBill, Matt, James, and I go over every detail of the plan again and again. I sit at the table, watching as they discuss the best routes in and out of the location, debating whether we’ll have enough cover.It’s late, and all of us are tired. But I shake it off. There’s no time for being