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
Victor’s POVThe quaint restaurant was one of those cozy, tucked-away spots my mother loved. The kind of place where the waitstaff remembered your name, and the ambiance begged you to linger. I didn’t have time to linger, of course, but when Alicia Thorn insisted on lunch, it was easier to agree tha
Aria’s POVMy husband Victor was chatting animatedly with his ‘Miss Idea’, Shane, again. Their faces were close as her drooping hair rested on my husband's shoulder.Miss Idea. That was how my husband called Shane, his best partner in business. Whenever he mentioned her, the pride and praise on his
Victor’s POVThe quaint restaurant was one of those cozy, tucked-away spots my mother loved. The kind of place where the waitstaff remembered your name, and the ambiance begged you to linger. I didn’t have time to linger, of course, but when Alicia Thorn insisted on lunch, it was easier to agree tha
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
“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
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
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
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
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
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
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