Novels by My Muse

Chapter 81: Call Me Vice President Day 29/365 VICKY. The smell of hot chocolate woke me up. Not the fancy type with whipped cream and cinnamon. The Rue type — creamy, smooth, made just the way I liked it. “Good morning, VP,” he greeted as i walk downstairs still in my robe ,he gave me a mug immediately i got to the kitchen . “I figured you’d need something warm. Big day.” I smiled, stretching. “You made it yourself?” “I always do , you know that …. Don’t want the kitchen staff messing it up.” Julia was already downstairs. She was supposed to drive me to work — first day and all — but Rue had other plans. “You can go ahead and prep her office,” he said casually, sipping his own coffee. “But I’ll be driving her to work “ “ That’s a fantastic idea, see you soon Vicky “ She said and left . “ Why does she still call you Vicky ?” “ Cause i am comfortable with her calling me that “ I looked at him from the rim of my cup. “Why do you want to drive me to work ?” “I am your hu

Chapter 80: The New VPDay 28/365VICKY.I thought I had seen social media buzz before, but this? This was insane.My phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. Story shares. Tweets. DM notifications. Old friends I hadn’t spoken to in years were crawling out of their caves to congratulate me. Influencers were reposting Rue’s company bulletin like it was a Vogue cover. The caption was short, but the impact? Loud.Meet the new VP of R.Corp — Victoria Rogers.Rue had announced it right before noon and by 3 p.m., my name was trending. I hadn’t even posted yet. I was just watching.“Get ready,” Rue said, walking into the living room with his iPad and a grin. “I’m thinking we do a little welcome dinner for you. Small. Luxurious. Classy. Maybe seventy people max.”“Seventy?” I laughed. “You call that small?”“Trust me, babe,” he winked. “In our world, that’s nothing.”“ Babe?”I rolled my eyes and smiled, but I liked the idea. I was finally stepping into my power — and it felt good. I didn’t have to be

Chapter 79: A Threat in InkValerie adjusted the strap of her silk robe and crossed her legs, letting out a soft sigh as she sat on the edge of the leather couch in Williams’ Manhattan penthouse. The room smelled of her vanilla-scented hair serum and morning stress.It wasn’t even 10 a.m., and the conversation had already looped around the same topic for the third time.“Barth’s stalling again,” Williams said, jaw tight as he paced the floor. “He’s suddenly saying he needs more time. Playing wise old man, acting like he’s the board’s moral compass.”Valerie rolled her eyes. “He’s confused and ancient. Maybe he needs to be reminded what’s at stake.”“You reminded him last week, remember?” Williams snapped. “Didn’t work. If anything, he’s gotten colder.”Valerie scoffed. “I already promised to pull strings for his niece’s little zoning issue in Jersey. And I let him announce our pregnancy like it was a Christmas miracle. He owes us.”“He’ll fold,” Williams muttered. “He just needs…press

Chapter 78: Pulling ThreadsDay 27/365VICKY.The files were already on my desk, She had sent the hard copy by mails and the soft copy through my email Julia was fast like that. She didn’t wait till morning, she started working the moment we ended the call last night. The name of the company was Golden Heights Group, and from the documents she sent, it wasn’t just some average business. It was one of the oldest private property empires still owned by Williams’ family.I was lying on the floor, my back pressed against the cold tiles and my laptop beside me while I scrolled through PDF after PDF.“Thirty percent stake owned by his father, twenty-five by his uncle, ten by a private holding company…”I didn’t even realize when I said it out loud. My mind was boiling with thoughts.I already knew Valerie wanted that company. It wasn’t a coincidence she had suddenly started wearing “power wife” outfits or talking about mergers and growth on Instagram. She wanted to be the Rogers that took

Chapter 77: The Shift in the GameDay 26/365VICKY.The moment we pulled into the driveway, I unlocked the door and stepped out before Rue could say a word. The porch lights were already on, and I could hear the distant hum of the night insects—but none of that mattered right now. My head was spinning. Not because I was confused. But because things were starting to add up.Rue shut the car door and jogged lightly to meet up with me.“Vicky.”I kept walking.“Vicky, wait—talk to me,” he called again, and this time, I stopped just a few feet from the front door.I turned slowly. “You really want to know?”He nodded. “You said it was Williams. The guy from the alley. Why do you think that?”I tilted my head slightly, folding my arms. “You really don’t see it?”“Help me understand.”“First off… the smell,” I said flatly. “That disgusting rotten fish cologne—remember I used to complain about it when I was married to him? That stupid ‘ocean musk’ scent he swore was masculine? The guy that a

Chapter 76: The Smell that lingers Day 26/365VICKY.I was still trying to sneak out through the side entrance when an usher walked up to me.“Mrs. Rogers, your mother-in-law would like to see you.”My stomach sank a little. Of course.I turned back, slowly making my way to her corner. She was standing beside a tall sculpture, drink in hand, lips barely curled into a smile. The way her eyes scanned me? Like she was trying to figure out how much of me was worth acknowledging.“You’re still here?” she asked.“Yes ma,” I smiled, forcing it.“Hmm,” she sipped her drink. “Thought you’d have left earlier. You didn’t seem to be blending in.”I smiled again. Tighter this time.“Thank you for inviting me.”“Well… Rue insisted. You know how he is.”I nodded.She paused. Then added, “This look you have on… I’m guessing Bella styled you?”“No ma. I picked it myself.”She blinked. “Oh, no wonder it was bad” I didn’t respond to her because i had other serious things in my head.Sienna showed up b