CHAPTER 115 MAX POINT OF VIEW The air in my office felt heavy, suffocating even. I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the papers scattered across it. None of them mattered. Not the contracts, not the reports, not the endless list of demands that came with my position. All I could think about
Chapter 116 Eva’s Point of View The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple as I parked my car outside the small café Samuel Graves had chosen for our meeting. The location was inconspicuous, tucked away from the city’s bustling streets a place where secrets cou
“And what do you expect me to do?” I asked finally, closing the folder. Samuel’s smile widened slightly, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “For now, I need your cooperation. There are moves we must make, alliances we must forge. But first, you need to secure your position.” I frowned, suspicion
Chapter 117 Max’s Point of View The soft hum of the air conditioner filled my office as I leaned back in my chair, staring at the city skyline through the large glass windows. My mind was elsewhere, consumed by the nagging feeling that something was slipping out of my control. The sound of my off
Chapter 118 Sara’s Point of View The soft click of my heels echoed through the pristine corridors of Maximilian’s company as I made my way to his office. My heart pounded in my chest, but I kept my head high, my face calm. I had rehearsed my words a hundred times, crafting them carefully to sound
“You thought wrong,” he said, cutting me off. “You don’t get to justify what you’ve done. Not anymore.” The finality in his tone sent a chill down my spine. “Get out,” he said, turning away from me. I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. “What?” “You heard me,” he said without looking at me. “
Chapter 119: Sara’s Point of View The car ride home felt like an eternity, the silence pressing down on me like a weight. My hands gripped the edges of my seat as my mind replayed every word Maximilian had said, every cold look he had given me. The humiliation burned hot in my chest, twisting int
I looked at her, my breath catching in my throat. “What?” Her lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes gleaming with something dark and dangerous. “Then you make sure she doesn’t have him either.” Her words sent a chill down my spine, but they also sparked something inside me a flicker of defiance,
"Sara..." "Sometimes I wonder if they are." The confession spilled out before I could stop it. "If somewhere inside me, that capacity for darkness just waits to emerge." "No." The fierceness in his voice made me look up. "You're nothing like them." "How can you be sure? You've seen what parents c
"Because I enjoyed it." The confession seemed torn from him. "For a moment, when he touched you, I wanted..." "To hurt him?" I finished when he couldn't. "Good. He deserved it." Shock replaced the darkness in his expression. "You can't mean that." "I do." I touched his arm gently. "Whatever you l
Chapter 334 Sara's Point of View The perfume launch event buzzed with typical fashion industry energy, air kisses, champagne flutes, and enough fake smiles to make my cheeks hurt. After my ultimatum to Josh last week, he'd maintained rigid professional distance, speaking only when necessary about
Danger signals flared. "The contract is a huge step forward-" "I wasn't thinking about the contract." She met my eyes directly. "I was thinking about how right it felt, just being us. No walls, no boundaries. Just..." "Sara, don't." "Why?" She leaned forward, voice dropping. "Why do you keep figh
By dessert, they'd moved closer together, heads bent intimately over shared plates of decadent French pastries. "Try this one," Sara offered her spoon, holding his gaze. Josh's heart thundered as he accepted the bite, her spoon lingering against his lips a moment too long. "Sweet," he managed. "
The lights of Paris twinkled like stars through the restaurant's panoramic windows. Le Cinq's intimate atmosphere wrapped around them as Josh pulled out Sara's chair, his fingers brushing her bare shoulders before he could stop himself. "This is too much," she protested softly, taking in the Michel
Chapter 332 Josh's Point of View The conference room of Louis Vuitton's Paris headquarters buzzed with anticipation. Their entire marketing team sat across the massive table, watching Sara's portfolio display on the screen behind me. Every photo showcased her transformation from promising newcomer
Sara's Point of View The file lay on Helena's desk like a live bomb, manila folder edges worn, papers peeking out temptingly. I hadn't meant to see it. Had only stopped by her office to drop off some contracts when my eye caught the heading: "Juvenile Records Joshua Matthews." My heart stopped. Th
Josh's Point of View The study in Mom's mansion hadn't changed since the day she found me, a broken eighteen-year-old with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. The same leather chairs, the same antique desk, the same compassionate eyes that had seen past my sins and offered salvation. "Sit