Stevie’s POVWhen I step into the penthouse, the first thing I notice is the silence. The kind that feels intentional, like everyone’s holding their breath. The second thing I notice is her.Victoria.She’s sitting on the couch, looking way too comfortable for someone who doesn’t live here. Her hair
Calvin’s POVNathan’s voice echoes in the boardroom, smooth and confident, like he’s rehearsed this moment a hundred times.“As much as I respect Calvin’s contributions to Titan Group,” he says, gesturing toward me with a practiced air of humility, “I believe it’s time we take a serious look at how
Stevie’s POVWhen I walk into the penthouse, the first thing I notice is the smell. Not the usual clean, faintly masculine scent that lingers around Calvin’s place, but something warm and unexpected — garlic, maybe? Definitely food.I follow the smell to the dining area, where I find Calvin standing
Calvin’s POVThe morning starts like any other. Coffee, emails, reviewing a few documents before diving into back-to-back meetings. But by mid-morning, Maria bursts into my office without knocking, her face pale.“You need to see this,” she says, handing me her tablet.I take it, already bracing for
Serena My husband Bill and his beautiful assistant Doris are laughing and eating like they're on a first date. But the joke is on me... I'm here, Bill's wife, watching them from across the room, tending to my flat belly where a little life is now living. Of course, Bill doesn’t know about the ba
Serena’s POV It’s funny how adrenaline can make you forget pain for a bit. As I leave the hotel, my left knee starts to sting again. “Well, at least, I’m out of there,” I mumble. I still hear the commotion inside. Bill's family is checking on Doris. Wow, they're overreacting. She only fell — it'
Serena’s POV I thought Bill actually cared about my leg for a second there, but nope, he's back to being a total dickhead. "I tripped outside the hotel and —," I begin. “You know what, it doesn't matter. Just go say you’re sorry to Mom and Doris,” he says, not even letting me finish. And he's do
Bill’s POV I find myself staring at the door, just waiting for Serena to come into our room. The truth is, I didn't actually need to work on the Johnson and Haines proposal. I just needed a reason to get Serena to stop bringing up divorce. But now, here I am, typing away on my laptop, rewriting th
Calvin’s POVThe morning starts like any other. Coffee, emails, reviewing a few documents before diving into back-to-back meetings. But by mid-morning, Maria bursts into my office without knocking, her face pale.“You need to see this,” she says, handing me her tablet.I take it, already bracing for
Stevie’s POVWhen I walk into the penthouse, the first thing I notice is the smell. Not the usual clean, faintly masculine scent that lingers around Calvin’s place, but something warm and unexpected — garlic, maybe? Definitely food.I follow the smell to the dining area, where I find Calvin standing
Calvin’s POVNathan’s voice echoes in the boardroom, smooth and confident, like he’s rehearsed this moment a hundred times.“As much as I respect Calvin’s contributions to Titan Group,” he says, gesturing toward me with a practiced air of humility, “I believe it’s time we take a serious look at how
Stevie’s POVWhen I step into the penthouse, the first thing I notice is the silence. The kind that feels intentional, like everyone’s holding their breath. The second thing I notice is her.Victoria.She’s sitting on the couch, looking way too comfortable for someone who doesn’t live here. Her hair
Calvin’s POVThe conference room feels stifling despite the cool air conditioning. A dozen cameras are trained on me, their lenses unflinching, while a low hum of murmured questions fills the space. I adjust the microphone in front of me, my fingers steady even though my chest feels tight.This isn’
Calvin’s POVThe phone starts buzzing before sunrise. At first, I ignore it, hoping for just a few more minutes of quiet. But when the buzzing doesn’t stop, I know it’s something I can’t avoid.I sit up, grabbing my phone off the nightstand. The screen is flooded with notifications — emails, texts,
Stevie’s POVThe smell of fresh coffee drags me out of sleep. I blink at the sunlight streaming through the windows and realize, for once, I don’t feel like I’m running late or already behind. The bedside clock says it’s just past seven, which is weird because Calvin is usually halfway out the door
Calvin’s POVNathan’s voice cuts through the boardroom like a knife, smooth and calculated, designed to leave a mark.“With all due respect,” he says, his tone just humble enough to be infuriating, “the board needs to consider whether our leadership is focused enough to steer Titan Group in these un
Calvin’s POVThe morning after the gala, I sit at my desk, staring at a mountain of emails. Most of them are the usual — status updates, meeting schedules, thinly veiled power plays from board members. But one subject line catches my attention: Coffee to Catch Up?It’s from Victoria.I close my lapt