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Ava’s POV(Flashback.)It was when my college days. I was working at a coffee shop part-time to sustain the expenses that I had been spending on school, and myself, and a little of my income would go to my family. Every day, starting four in the afternoon until nine in the evening, the peak hours would start. As for me, even though I was only part-time there, I had to help the other baristas there to balance each customer's demand. I also had to memorize some of the orders of every long-time customer already.It was tiring, but for me, it was one of the best jobs in the world.The day was rainy, and fewer customers were going, but the operations were still as usual. The delivery just came and needed someone to move them towards the inventory, so I volunteered. While moving some coffee beans, I did not notice it but I accidentally bumped into someone, causing me to drop a container of the beans while drop to the floor.I rubbed my right backside from the drop and realized that some bea
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Ava’s POVI had no energy left to care. The messages were just words, after all, harmless when confined to the sterile confines of our online work platform. George’s snide remarks felt like the hum of an annoying mosquito—persistent but ignorable. His boldness existed only in the digital realm, where he felt safe behind his screen. Face-to-face, I knew he wouldn’t dare.And yet, despite my resolve to let it slide, I found myself dwelling on it. I was exhausted—not just physically but mentally. The constant undercurrents of competition, gossip, and petty rivalries in the office had drained me. Still, I pushed the thought aside. Tomorrow was another day, and I’d deal with it when it came.The next morning, I lingered in the tea room, hoping for a moment of quiet before the chaos of the day. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the chatter of coworkers, their conversations overlapping in a comforting white noise. That’s when George decided to strike.“Oh, Ava,” he said, sliding
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Ava’s POVThe hum of the plane’s engines had barely faded when we were whisked off to a sleek, waiting bus. Everything about this trip screamed luxury—first-class flights, private transport, and now a high-end hotel that towered over the city center like a gleaming promise of success. My colleagues chattered excitedly around me, their energy infectious but somehow distant.I should have felt the same way. This was a big opportunity for all of us, a chance to prove ourselves at Blackwood Tech, one of the most powerful companies in the world. But as the bus wove through the crowded streets of the city, my excitement simmered beneath a layer of something else.Mixed feelings. That was the best way to describe it.This wasn’t just any city—it was my city. The place where I grew up.The towering skyline seemed both familiar and foreign. The Twin Towers of Blackwood Tech loomed in the distance, their mirrored surfaces reflecting the soft hues of the setting sun. The driver, a polished man i
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Ava’s POVBy the time dinner rolled around, I found myself seated in a private buffet room arranged by Logan’s secretary. The space was as luxurious as one would expect—polished marble floors, elegant lighting, and an array of dishes that could rival a royal feast. My unease about my room assignment still lingered, but the cheerful banter of my colleagues was surprisingly infectious.The food was excellent, and for a moment, I let myself relax. Perhaps this trip wouldn’t be as daunting as I’d feared.As I reached for a glass of sparkling water, Jennifer slid into the seat next to me. She wasted no time starting a conversation.“George has been insufferable today,” she said, her voice low but laced with disdain. “Strutting around like a rooster, bragging about his supposed connections. Can you believe him?”I raised an eyebrow but stayed quiet, sipping my drink. Jennifer wasn’t someone I had ever been close to, and her sudden friendliness made me wary.“Honestly,” she continued, rollin
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Ava’s POV（Flashback）The morning rush at the coffee shop was a familiar blur of clinking cups and the low hum of chatter, punctuated by the hiss of the espresso machine. By now, Logan had become a regular sight, his broad shoulders and sharp jawline unmistakable even through the busiest crowd. He sat at his usual corner table by the window, scrolling through his phone as sunlight painted his profile in golden hues.The first time he came in, he’d barely looked at me. Now, his easy smile when I brought his coffee felt like a small victory.“Priority customer,” Tom, the manager, teased as he placed a slice of tiramisu on the tray beside Logan’s black coffee. “He’s keeping the place running at this rate. Take this to him, will you? My gift.”I rolled my eyes but picked up the tray. “Don’t let him hear that. He might ask for a shareholder’s cut.”When I approached Logan’s table, he glanced up from his phone, and his expression softened. “Ava. You always seem to know when I’m in need of c
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Ava’s POVThe morning was crisp as I slid into Logan’s car, the soft hum of classical music filling the air. The interior smelled faintly of leather and something spicy—his cologne, I guessed. He greeted me with his usual composed smile, and for a moment, I almost forgot the gnawing unease that always seemed to accompany him.As he steered the car smoothly onto the main road, I noticed the glint of his watch under the sunlight. My breath caught as I recognized the design—Marc Chagall’s ethereal strokes etched into a luxury timepiece. Vacheron Constantin Chagall & L'Opera de Paris.“You’re wearing a Chagall watch?” I asked, unable to mask my surprise.He glanced at his wrist, a flicker of pride flashing in his expression. “A little indulgence,” he said lightly. “It felt fitting for today.”I let out a soft laugh, though the knot in my chest tightened. His world was a universe away from mine, each detail—a watch, a car, the perfectly pressed lines of his jacket—serving as a constant rem
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Ava’s POVCassie appeared, her smile bright yet sharp, like polished steel. She was effortlessly beautiful in a black dress that hugged her figure and somehow managed to be understated yet commanding. My scarf suddenly felt like a glaring mistake.Her eyes swept over me, lingering on the scarf with an almost imperceptible arch of her brow. It wasn’t overt, but I felt the judgment all the same. I instinctively adjusted it, feeling suddenly out of place, like a child playing dress-up at an adult’s event."Logan, this year’s exhibition is simply marvelous," Cassie said, her voice oozing approval. She clasped her hands together with a delicate air. "The present was better than ever. Truly, it’s unmatched.""Glad you think so," Logan replied smoothly, his lips curving into that effortless smile that charmed everyone.Wait. The present? I blinked, my gaze flickering between them. Logan didn’t elaborate, and Cassie moved on as if it was common knowledge. A pang of unease settled in my stomac
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Logan’s POVThe sound of heels clicking against the stone path drew my attention, and there she was, Cassie, rushing toward me with that ever-confident stride. Only this time, she misstepped.Her heel caught on the edge of the stone, and she stumbled forward, arms flailing. Instinctively, I reached out, but before she fell into me, Leo and Andrew appeared, steadying her on either side.“Careful there,” I said, my tone light but my grip tightening on her.Cassie laughed it off, waving a hand. “Just these damn heels. They’re treacherous.”I stepped back as she brushed herself off, not missing the flicker of irritation that crossed her face. Cassie hated looking anything less than perfect.We piled into the car shortly after. Andrew and I took the front seats while Cassie and Leo slid into the back. The partition between us was down, and I could hear their conversation clearly, as I always did.Cassie started immediately, her voice dripping with disdain. “You wouldn’t believe the people
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Ava’s POVIt had been a long time since we'd talked face to face like this.Since Zara had moved to another city for her dream job, and I buried myself in my own career, we swore we would keep in touch. But life had a way of slipping between us.Deadlines. Late nights. Missed calls that turned into forgotten ones. At first, it was easy to blame busy schedules, but then weeks turned into months, and our conversations dwindled to nothing more than occasional “Hope you’re doing well” messages.Now, as she stirred her latte, her eyes scanning me like she was trying to remember every detail she had missed, I felt that distance like a physical thing between us.“You cut your hair,” she finally said, her lips curling into a small smile.I tucked a stray strand behind my ear. “Yeah. A while ago.”“It looks good.”“You look good too. Work treating you okay?”“Busy, as usual. You know how it is.”I nodded because I did. Because “busy” had been my excuse too.Except it had. And everything was d
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Ava’s POVThree years ago, Logan looked me in the eyes and told me my idea was ridiculous. He had dismissed it so easily, so carelessly, as if my dreams were nothing more than fleeting thoughts, something to be brushed aside. I had believed him back then. Believed that I had been foolish to want something more, that he knew best.But I wasn’t that girl anymore.I forced my hands to remain steady as I pushed my anger deep down, locking it away behind a carefully composed expression. I wouldn’t let him see how much his presence still rattled me.Logan set his drink down and looked straight at me. "I'm leaving on December 30."I blinked. I hadn’t asked—I hadn’t even thought about his schedule. And really, I should have been happy. The thought of him being gone should have felt like a relief.I exhaled slowly, the relief settling over me like a fragile shield. Soon, he would be gone. The idea of being away from Logan should have been a good thing.But before I could fully process that sma
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Ava’s POVBack at Logan’s house, I let out a deep sigh, feeling the exhaustion settle into my bones. The parade had been overwhelming—the crowd, the cameras, the unexpected moment with Logan. My mind was still a tangled mess of emotions, but at least now, in the quiet of his home, I could finally breathe.Or so I thought.“The maid took the day off,” Logan announced casually as he tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter.I blinked. “Okay…?”“So, we’re making dinner.”I nearly choked. “We?”Logan shot me an amused look. “What? You think I can’t cook?”I folded my arms. “Can you?”There was a brief pause—just long enough to confirm my suspicions—before he shrugged. “I’ve learned the basics.”I narrowed my eyes. “Which means…?”“I won’t burn the house down.”Not exactly reassuring.Seeing my doubt, Logan leaned against the counter with a smirk. “You don’t have to just stand there and judge, you know. You can help.”I scoffed. “I will help. Someone has to make sure we don’t end up with a
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Ava’s POVThe streets were alive with color and sound. Music echoed through the crisp winter air as dazzling floats rolled by, their lights casting a warm glow against the dark sky. Performers in elaborate costumes danced, their energy infectious. The crowd around me buzzed with excitement, children sitting on their parents’ shoulders, couples huddled close, everyone caught up in the magic of the parade.I couldn’t help but smile as I took it all in. It had been so long since I had seen something like this—since I had felt something like this.I lifted my phone, snapping picture after picture of the floats, the glowing lanterns, and the snow-like confetti drifting down. The scene reminded me of the parades my family used to attend when my father was still around. Back then, we would arrive early, my dad lifting me onto his shoulders so I could get the best view. Mom would always bring a thermos of hot chocolate, and we’d sit on a blanket, wrapped in scarves, watching as the performers
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Ava’s POVThe beeping of the heart monitor was oddly soothing, a steady rhythm that grounded me in the moment. The IV in my arm stung slightly, but after hours of feeling weak and disoriented, the cool rush of fluids was a relief. My body felt lighter, as if the exhaustion that had been weighing me down had finally eased.I turned my head slightly, finding Logan seated beside me, arms crossed, his usual stoic expression in place. “Are you always this dramatic?” I muttered, my voice hoarse.Logan’s gaze flicked to mine, unreadable. “You collapsed.”I sighed, shifting against the hospital bed. “I was just dehydrated. Not exactly a near-death experience.”Before he could respond, the door opened, and a woman in a white coat stepped in. She was older, with graying dark hair pulled into a bun, her kind yet assessing eyes sweeping over me before landing on Logan.“Logan,” she greeted with a small smile, her tone warm but firm. “Still dragging people in here, I see.”His lips twitched in th
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Ava’s POVEver since I slept with Logan, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was less of a businessman and more of a goddamn mafia boss.Everything he did had an air of quiet authority, of control, as if the entire world moved at his pace, to his will. And right now, I was caught in it.The snow was falling heavier now, the roads coated in white as we drove in tense silence. I had already made up my mind—I’d stay in a hotel for the night. Somewhere temporary. Somewhere far away from him.“I’ll book a hotel,” I said, staring out the window.Logan, who had been driving with the same frustrating calm, didn’t even glance at me. “Bad idea.”I turned my head sharply toward him. “Excuse me?”“The storm’s getting worse,” he said simply. “With extreme weather, hotels will start losing power and water. You’ll freeze before the night’s over.”I narrowed my eyes. “Then what do you suggest? Sleeping in the car?”Logan was silent for a beat before he spoke, voice smooth, calculated. “Stay at my ho
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Logan’s POVThe crisp mountain air carried the scent of pine and freshly fallen snow as I stood on the balcony of the ski lodge, a glass of whiskey in hand. The slopes stretched below, blanketed in white, the resort glowing under the soft light of the evening. Inside, the fire crackled, casting long shadows across the polished wood floors.It was a rare moment of peace. A well-earned break."You're in a good mood."I turned slightly, meeting Andrew’s knowing gaze as he leaned against the railing beside me, a glass of his own in hand. He was always the observant one, quick to pick up on the smallest shifts in my demeanor.I smirked, taking a slow sip of my drink. "Someone tried to set me up for failure."Andrew raised a brow. "And let me guess… they failed?""Spectacularly," I said, amusement lacing my words.Andrew chuckled, shaking his head. "You almost sound disappointed."I wasn’t. Not really. There was something satisfying about watching my enemies scramble, about anticipating the
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Ava’s POVThe silence between us so thick it was suffocating. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room, making Daniel’s expression unreadable. My heart pounded against my ribs, a painful reminder of everything that had led to this moment.“You agreed to this?” My voice was barely above a whisper, but the accusation in it was unmistakable.Daniel sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Ava, you don’t understand.”“Then make me understand!” I snapped, standing up. “Because right now, it just sounds like you sold me off to Logan like I was some kind of burden you didn’t want to deal with.”His jaw tightened. “It wasn’t like that.”“Then what was it like, Daniel?” My chest rose and fell with my ragged breaths. “Did you fight for me at all? Or did you just give in because it was easier?”He exhaled sharply, his shoulders sagging. “The price of refusal was too high, Ava. Logan made it clear—if I didn’t agree, there would be consequences. Ones I couldn’t risk.”I
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Ava’s POVI wipe my tears away before they can fall, but Logan still catches the motion. His lips press into a thin line, and then he offers the same empty comfort as always."The next one will be even better."I almost laugh at the absurdity of it. Better? As if any of this could be better. As if I’d actually wanted this.I shake my head, swallowing down the nausea crawling up my throat. My skin still burns where he touched me, but it’s not from pleasure—it’s from shame. A shame I shouldn’t even have to carry because this isn’t on me.It’s on him."You don't have to say that," I murmur, voice flat. "You don't have to pretend to care."Logan exhales sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. "Ava, come on—""No." I cut him off, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "You won't let me leave, will you? Not until you think I’ve understood something. Not until you’ve made sure I know the truth.” My voice drips with sarcasm. "Go on then, enlighten me, Logan. What is it I’m supposed to know?"His jaw
