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
Stevie’s POVI sit in my cramped office, staring at the pile of old letters and photos scattered across my desk. It feels like I’m looking at someone else’s life — a twisted soap opera I somehow got cast in. The connection between Sterling and Calvin’s father isn’t just business; it’s personal. Pain
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
Calvin’s POVElijah is nestled in my arms, his tiny fingers curling and uncurling as he sleeps. The soft rise and fall of his chest is hypnotic, calming in a way I never imagined. The house is quiet, the only sound the faint hum of the heater and Stevie’s steady breathing beside me. She’s exhausted,
Stevie’s POVHospitals have a weird smell — clean but not comforting. Still, when I step into Serena’s room with Calvin and Elijah, I feel an overwhelming sense of warmth. Serena looks exhausted but glowing, her twins nestled in her arms. Bill is sitting in a chair nearby, Collin perched on his lap,
Bill’s POVI’ve faced boardrooms full of sharks and dealt with billion-dollar deals that could make or break a company, but none of that compares to sitting here, watching Serena go through labor. The raw strength she shows, even as sweat beads on her forehead and her face twists in pain, leaves me
Serena’s POVThe sharp jolt wakes me up, cutting through my dream like a lightning bolt. For a second, I lie still, trying to convince myself it’s just another round of Braxton Hicks. I’ve had so many false alarms these past few weeks that I’ve practically become numb to them. But as the second wave
Stevie’s POVThe smell of roasted garlic and fresh herbs hits me the second we walk into Bill and Serena’s house. It’s the kind of warm, comforting aroma that immediately puts you at ease. I glance at Calvin, who’s balancing Elijah’s car seat in one hand like it weighs nothing, and he gives me a sma