Calvin’s POVJames stands across from me in my office, his usual calm demeanor tinged with tension. He flips through a folder of documents, placing one on the table in front of me.“These are preliminary findings,” he says, pointing to a highlighted section. “We’ve traced irregular financial activit
Serena’s POVI should feel excited. Scratch that… I am excited. The energy in the Etoile de Collin conference room is electric as we throw around ideas for next season’s campaign. Sketches are pinned to the walls, fabric swatches are spread across the table, and everyone is talking over each other
Bill’s POVThe conference call finally ends, and I lean back in my chair, rubbing the tension from my neck. Managing RGE and Pinnacle AI remotely is a delicate balance. I can’t be completely hands-off, but I also can’t spend all my time buried in work while Serena is home, growing two humans.Lately
Stevie’s POV“I’m just saying, the guy is shady as hell,” I say, pacing around the living room, laptop balanced precariously on one hand. “You don’t randomly show up at my exhibit, snapping pictures of me instead of my work, unless you’re up to something.”Calvin leans back on the couch, his arms cr
Calvin’s POVAndrea Michaels sits across from me in the dimly lit private lounge at the Lancaster Hotel, swirling her espresso like she has all the time in the world. She’s been with Titan Group for years — sharp, strategic, and one of the few board members I actually trust.Which is exactly why thi
Stevie’s POVThe night is everything I wanted it to be. Maybe even more.The gallery is buzzing with life—people sipping overpriced wine, murmuring to each other about my work like they’re art critics, nodding at my photos like they understand my soul. It’s surreal, standing here, knowing all of thi
Calvin’s POVJames leans back in his chair, expression unreadable as he flips through the latest report. The tension in my office is thick, like the air before a storm. I already know what he’s going to say before he opens his mouth, but I need to hear it.“It’s Lyons,” James confirms, setting the d
Serena’s POVSwitzerland is the kind of place that looks unreal, like someone cranked up the contrast and saturation on reality. The air is crisp, the mountains stretch endlessly into the sky, and there’s this eerie kind of stillness that makes you feel like you’ve stepped into a postcard.Collin, o
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
Serena’s POVI throw myself into work the second we’re back in LA. Jet lag hasn’t even settled before I’m sitting at the long glass table in the Etoile de Collin conference room, going over reports, approving new designs, and pretending like I’m not still shaken from the break-in at our house.I don
Calvin’s POVJames doesn’t waste time. He sits across from me in my office, his expression grim as he lays out the details.He slides a folder across the desk. “Sterling’s been positioning himself for months, maybe even years. Slowly influencing key board members, manipulating internal narratives, p
Steven’s POVI haven’t been able to shake the feeling since the exhibit. The hooded figure. The way they lingered just outside. The way my gut twisted even before I really processed what I was seeing. It was the kind of instinct that screamed danger — the kind I’d learned to trust.And yet, when I g