Victor’s POV“Are you trying to paint or create a new abstract art movement?” Aria teased, her voice laced with amusement as she leaned closer to inspect the chaotic swirls of color on my bottle.I grinned, holding up the bottle for her to see. “It’s called interpretive design. You’re just jealous y
Aria’s POVI could feel the energy in the grand hall, making my own excitement grow even more. Glittering chandeliers illuminated the elegantly decorated space, where guests in designer outfits mingled and admired the stunning displays of Serenity. Velvet Vibe’s signature flair was evident in every
Aria’s POV“What’s going on?!” I demanded, my voice sharp and trembling as I stared at Samuel, barely processing the absurdity of the situation.He blinked at me, his brows furrowing in equal parts confusion and alarm. “What are you doing here?” he shot back, his tone defensive.I ignored his questi
Victor’s POVThe memory of breakfast with Aria and Jasmine stayed in my mind as I walked down the hallway toward the meeting room. Jasmine had been in one of her playful moods, giggling as Aria tried to keep her from smearing syrup everywhere. It was a perfect start to the day—light, warm, and groun
Victor’s POVAria was clearly rattled, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as though willing the files to reappear. I wanted to tell her to take a breath, that we’d figure this out later, but before I could speak, Miranda’s hand shot into the air.“Well,” Miranda said, her voice smooth and compos
Aria’s POVThe scent of freshly brewed coffee drifted through the air as Jessica and I sat in the lounge on the second floor of Velvet Vibe’s headquarters. It was one of my new favorite spaces that we had just recently set up — a cozy corner with plush chairs and large windows that overlooked the ga
“It seems so,” he replied, sounding exasperated. “The batch included substitutes that are close but not identical to what we use. We’ve reached out to the supplier, but I wanted you to know immediately.”My stomach twisted. “I’ll be there right away.”I hung up and turned to Jessica, the unease in m
Victor’s POVThe meeting was supposed to be routine—a financial review with Martin, our CFO. I glanced at the quarterly summary on my tablet as Martin entered the room, looking slightly more frazzled than usual. His tie was a little loose, and there was a crease in his usually pristine shirt. Someth
Aria’s POVThe dim glow from a single overhead light flickered against the old wooden beams as I stepped carefully into the hidden room. The air inside was thick with dust and the scent of aged paper, as though time itself had stood still within these walls. Shelves lined with old records, faded pho
Victor’s POVThe sun had begun its slow descent behind the treetops, and I couldn’t shake the apprehension twisting in my gut. Someone had been out there. Watching. And if Jasmine had seen them, it meant they were close enough for a child to notice. That alone made my blood run cold.I stepped outsi
Aria’s POVFor a moment, I was silent, unsure of how to respond. Alicia’s words echoed in my head, heavy and unsettling. She wants to see him? Will that do any good or just harm her?Before I could find my voice, Victor appeared, his presence shifting the energy instantly. Alicia straightened, her e
Aria’s POVThe aroma of sizzling bacon and hot chocolate drifted through the cabin, blending seamlessly with the brisk morning breeze. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, throwing golden streaks across the rustic wooden floors. It would have been easy to believe this was just another peacefu
Aria’s POVThe drive felt longer than I remembered. Winding roads, dense forestry, and the occasional clearing of a scenic lake made for a beautiful journey, but it was the remoteness of it all that truly struck me. This wasn’t just a retreat—it was a fortress of solitude, a place meant to be hidden
Aria’s POVJasmine was sound asleep, her soft breathing a comforting rhythm in the quiet of the house. I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, watching her peaceful face, wishing I could absorb even a fraction of that serenity. But the tight knot of anxiety forming in my chest made it impossible.
Aria’s POVThe house was quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of the clock and the occasional soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle breeze passed through the open window. The doctor had just left, and though there was a private nurse available, I couldn’t bring myself to leave Victor’s side.He
Aria’s POVThe adrenaline was still coursing through my veins. Even though Antonio Greco was gone—at least for now—I couldn’t shake the residual tension from my body. My grip on Victor was tight as I held onto him, reassuring myself that he was here, safe, alive.But my mind was racing.I had seen t
Victor’s POV"Victor, leave!" Alicia's voice was steady, but the look in her eyes sent a shock through me. She wasn’t afraid—at least not for herself. She was trying to protect me.Antonio held her tight, his grip possessive, his expression wild with something close to obsession. "See? She knows," h