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
Stevie’s POVI don’t know if it’s the hormones or the sheer stubbornness that’s keeping me glued to this desk, but either way, I’m not stopping. My laptop hums faintly as I scroll through another scanned document, one eye on the screen and the other on the clock. Calvin’s been busy with his own batt
Calvin’s POVAndrea leans forward, her tone razor-sharp. “Sterling’s been moving pieces for years, Calvin. Everything from these leaks to the smear campaigns — they’re deliberate. And now, with his influence over the board, he’s primed to make his final move.”I sit back in my chair, letting her wor
Serena’s POVI’m sitting at my desk, the sleek surface of it stacked with papers and files that shouldn’t feel so heavy. But they do. Each document is another piece of evidence that points to Sterling’s involvement in the chaos surrounding Etoile de Collin. Every thread I pull on unravels more than
Bill’s POVI pace the length of my office, the polished floor reflecting the afternoon sunlight, though I barely notice it. The investigator’s latest report sits on my desk, a maddening puzzle of names, dates, and transactions. Sterling’s fingerprints are all over this mess, and I can’t shake the fe
Stevie’s POVI sit cross-legged on the floor of our apartment, papers and photos spread out in front of me like a chaotic jigsaw puzzle. My laptop hums on the coffee table, its screen glowing with the last search I’d made, but my attention is fixed on the stack of aged letters in my hand. My fingers
Calvin’s POVAndrea leans against the conference table, arms crossed, her expression a mix of frustration and determination. Around the room, a handful of my most trusted allies exchange wary glances. The air feels heavy, weighted by the reality of what we’re up against. Sterling isn’t just a compet
Serena’s POVThe courtroom is quieter than I expect, almost eerie. I’ve sat in countless boardrooms, pitched ideas in packed auditoriums, and stood at the center of high-stakes negotiations. But this? This feels different.It’s not just the stakes — it’s the way the Etoile board members won’t meet m
Serena’s POVI sit across from Hannah, watching as she flips through a thick stack of papers. Her office is neat, organized in that controlled chaos kind of way. A few law books stacked on the desk, a half-empty coffee cup next to them. It smells like old paper and caffeine in here. Feels like a war
Calvin’s POVBill leans back in his chair, exhaling sharply through his nose. "It's too quiet."I nod, staring at the unread texts on my phone. Nothing from Sterling. Nothing from his people. Not a single move in weeks. It should be a good thing. But it isn’t."Yeah," I mutter. "Doesn’t feel right."
Stevie’s POVI shift Elijah in my arms, adjusting his blanket as Calvin knocks on Bill and Serena’s front door. It still feels weird to be out of the house, like I’ve snuck away from some all-consuming new reality where my entire life revolves around diapers, feeding schedules, and whether or not my
Bill’s POVI’m in the middle of changing Isla’s diaper when I catch Serena standing near the kitchen, gripping her phone like it’s a live grenade.Juggling twins is already an extreme sport, but I manage to snap the fresh diaper in place, scoop Isla up, and bounce her gently until she calms down. My
Serena’s POVWalking into my office for the first time since giving birth feels like stepping into an entirely different world. It’s only been weeks, but everything looks… foreign. Or maybe I’m the one who’s different.The walls, the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sleek furniture—it’s all the same. B
Calvin’s POVI wake up to the feeling of warmth against my chest and the faintest weight pressing down. For a second, I think I’m dreaming. Then I hear the soft, steady breaths and the quiet rustle of fabric.Elijah.My eyes open slowly, adjusting to the early morning light filtering through the cur
Stevie’s POVMotherhood is a trip.Everyone tells you how it changes your life, how exhausting and overwhelming and beautiful it is, but no one really prepares you for the fact that your entire sense of self just... shifts. Like one day you’re Stevie, photographer, creative director, semi-chaotic me
Bill’s POVThe house is finally quiet. The twins are down, Collin is asleep, and for the first time in what feels like weeks, Serena and I aren’t being pulled in five different directions.I stand in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, watching the pasta sauce simmer. It’s been a long time sin
Serena’s POVThe twins are asleep. I don’t know how long it’ll last, but I’m taking this as a win. My whole body is sore, my brain is running on fumes, and I’m pretty sure there’s spit-up on my shirt somewhere, but I don’t care. Right now, I’m just soaking up the silence.I glance over at the bassin