Calvin’s POVWalking into the boardroom, I feel the weight of every gaze on me. The room hums with tension, though it’s not the sharp, chaotic kind I expected. It’s controlled, deliberate, like everyone knows something I don’t. That unsettles me more than I want to admit.The long oak table gleams u
Serena’s POVI step into the law office, my heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. If the Etoile de Collin board thinks they can edge me out of the company I built from the ground up, they’ve got another thing coming.My lawyer, Hannah, greets me with a firm handshake and a reassuring sm
Bill’s POVI’m standing in the kitchen, staring at a half-empty coffee mug like it’s about to solve all my problems. The house is too quiet — Collin’s upstairs, probably building a dinosaur fortress, and Serena’s in her office, buried in legal briefs and phone calls. It feels like we’re all here but
Calvin’s POVAndrea leans forward, her elbows on the polished wood, while James paces in the corner with his phone in hand. I tap my pen against the edge of my notepad, not because I’m taking notes, but because it’s the only thing keeping me from snapping.“We’re not just dealing with a hostile inve
Stevie’s POVThe café is packed, but the noise fades into the background as I sit with my back to the wall, my leg bouncing under the table. It’s not nerves — I tell myself it’s not nerves — but a mix of adrenaline and sheer pissed-off determination. I know he’s going to show. Sterling’s the type wh
Calvin’s POVI stand at the head of the table, staring down the people I once thought I could trust. Some avoid my gaze, others sit with their arms crossed, brimming with defiance. I can feel my pulse pounding in my temples."Do you even realize what you’ve done?" I demand, my eyes sweeping across t
Serena’s POVThe moment I step into the conference room, the tension hits like a freight train. A mix of familiar faces and newer ones sit around the table, but it’s Elaine Marks — one of my longest-standing board members and someone I once considered an ally — who catches my attention. She’s seated
Bill’s POVJames sits across from me in my home office. He leans forward, tapping a few keys on his laptop. “It’s not just Titan Group,” he says, his voice low but sharp. “Sterling’s playing a long game. He’s systematically dismantling Calvin’s leadership while undermining Etoile de Collin. And I’v
Serena’s POVCollin’s laughter echoes through the backyard, loud and full, the way only a kid’s laugh can be. It cuts through the evening air, blending with the soft rustling of trees and the occasional gurgle from one of the twins.I take a sip of tea, letting the warmth settle in my chest as I lea
Bill’s POVI throw a punch at the heavy bag, ignoring the sharp pain that shoots through my ribs. My knuckles connect with a solid thud, but it’s not satisfying. Not enough. The ache spreading through my side is a reminder that I should be resting.But I don’t care.I shift my stance and hit the bag
Stevie’s POVI spot Calvin before he sees me.He’s sitting in a booth near the back, leaning against the leather seat with one hand wrapped around a whiskey glass. His sleeves are rolled up, his tie is slightly loosened, and his phone is face-down on the table. He looks… tired, but in a way that’s d
Calvin’s POVI stand at the head of the table, both hands resting on the smooth glass, my fingers pressing into the surface just enough to keep me grounded. Across from me, a dozen board members sit in their usual seats, but the energy in the room is off.Some of them shift slightly, their eyes dart
Serena’s POVThe sound of soft giggles and the rustling of blankets pulls me from sleep. For a moment, I think I’m dreaming, but then I hear something else—Bill’s voice. Low, soothing, but laced with strain.I blink my eyes open, squinting against the early morning light seeping through the curtains
Bill’s POVI ignore the pain in my ribs as I push through the doors of Calvin’s office. Every step sends a dull, burning ache through my side, but I don’t slow down. I don’t have the patience for weakness right now.Calvin and James are already at the table, hunched over a laptop, deep in discussion
Stevie’s POVThe house is quiet, the kind of quiet that feels rare lately.I rock Elijah gently, his tiny body curled against my chest, his breath warm and steady. His little fingers twitch slightly, grasping onto the fabric of my sweater in his sleep. I close my eyes for a moment, listening to the
Calvin’s POVThe study smells like coffee, old paper, and exhaustion. The kind of exhaustion that doesn’t just sit in your bones but in your mind, making every thought feel heavier than it should. The desk lamp flickers slightly, casting uneven light over the chaos of blueprints, files, and scattere
Serena’s POVThe house is finally quiet.I stand by the twins’ crib, watching their small chests rise and fall in slow, steady breaths. Their room is dimly lit by the soft glow of the nightlight, casting gentle shadows along the walls. For the first time in what feels like forever, they’re both asle