Serena’s POVMia sits across from me, her tablet balanced on her knee and that eager, slightly nervous look she always gets when I throw new responsibilities her way.“So, you’re confident you can handle this?” I ask, even though I already know the answer.“Yes,” she replies without hesitation. “The
Bill’s POVThe call comes in just as I’m wrapping up a meeting. Serena’s name flashes on my screen, and I immediately know something’s wrong. She rarely calls during the day unless it’s important.“Serena?” I answer, my voice sharp with concern.“Bill...” Her voice is shaky, almost breaking. “I—some
Serena’s POVThe first thing I notice when I wake up is the absence of that dull, nagging ache in my back. For the first time in days, I feel like I can actually take a deep breath without my body protesting. The second thing I notice is Bill sitting in the chair across the room, scrolling on his ph
Stevie’s POVI’ve got a camera in one hand, a checklist in the other, and exactly zero patience left in my reserves. Pregnancy is a wild ride, man. One minute, you’re on top of the world, feeling like a badass artist ready to conquer the universe with your vision. The next, you’re sitting on the flo
Calvin’s POVThe Titan Group boardroom feels like a pressure cooker, every gaze at the table expectant and sharp. I sit at the head, the weight of leadership heavier today than it’s been in months. The media buzz surrounding the company isn’t just noise anymore; it’s becoming a tangible threat.“Let
Serena’s POVThe email sits in my inbox like a ticking time bomb. The subject line reads, Milan Fashion Gala – Final Confirmation Needed. It’s everything I’ve worked for: Etoile de Collin on a global stage, a chance to solidify our name among the greats. And yet, staring at the words feels like some
Bill’s POV“Collin, did you know the Triceratops used its horns to protect itself from T. rex attacks?” I ask, pointing to the picture in his favorite dinosaur book.Collin gasps dramatically, his little hands clutching the edge of the table. “Like a superhero?”“Exactly like a superhero,” I reply,
Stevie’s POVThe gallery is buzzing with the kind of energy I used to dream about. It’s surreal seeing my work up on these walls, under bright, intentional lighting. Each piece tells a story, but all I can think about is whether I’ll make it through the night without puking or needing a chair.“You
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
Stevie’s POVI know Calvin told me to let James handle it. I know I should be focusing on my exhibit, my pregnancy, my sanity. But there’s only so much waiting around I can do before I start climbing the damn walls.So, I do what any reasonable, hormonal, heavily pregnant woman with an authority pro
Bill’s POVThe second I step into my office at RGE, Sarah is already waiting by my desk, her face carefully composed but with a hint of urgency in her eyes.“You’ve got back-to-back meetings starting in twenty minutes,” she says, handing me a neatly organized folder. “Leo from Pinnacle AI called twi