Aria’s POV“I’ll be professional about this,” I finally said to Jessica, though my heart seemed to be ripping my ribcage apart. “I won't let my past with Victor get in the way of my decision-making. If he wasn’t in the picture, I’d probably go through with this meeting. The opportunity is too big to
Victor’s POVI hung up the phone with a satisfied click, feeling the familiar rush of a successful negotiation. I’d just secured a lucrative deal with a major partner, and it felt like another brick in the wall of my empire. Leaning back in my leather chair, I glanced at the stack of documents on my
Victor’s POVI glanced at the clock. It was late, but the gears of my mind were still turning. I had work to do, and I needed to channel my energy into it. I needed to ensure that Velvet Vibe knew they had made the right choice in agreeing to the meeting.I reached for my phone and dialed Phil’s num
Aria’s POVThe sleek glass door slid open with a soft whoosh as Jessica and I stepped into InnovateTech Solutions. The office was not too big but impeccably stylish—modern furniture with clean lines, walls adorned with minimalist art, and a palette of cool blues and grays that gave it a fresh, profe
Aria’s POV“We’re thrilled about the possibilities,” Emma said, her eyes shimmering with excitement. “This is the perfect opportunity for our company too to market our digital products more. And of course, the perfumes you create can continue to be out in the market for sale even after the exhibitio
Aria’s POVI gripped the steering wheel of my second-hand car tightly, the leather smooth and firm beneath my fingers. The engine hummed with a dependable purr, its performance proving that even used vehicles could be quite reliable. Even though I could probably afford to purchase a brand-new car,
Aria’s POVI was engulfed in a haze of confusion and frustration. The drive back to our apartment seemed interminable. I could barely focus on the road, my thoughts consumed by the image of Victor with that woman and child. Jasmine’s animated chatter about her day at school was a distant murmur in
“Of course, no worries.”Jasmine was still bubbling with energy as she recounted her day. “Mommy, Miss Thompson read us a story about a magical unicorn! And then we made rainbow paintings,” she said, her eyes wide with excitement. “I made a rainbow that’s as big as the sky!”Jessica leaned in, her i