The Tokyo-to-California flight was extended but serene. Clarisse rested against the glass, the gentle thrum of the engine dazing her mind from pride to fatigue. Beyond, the featureless white of clouds mirrored the serene pride in her heart the Paris agreement was done, and Saben's firm was now on the map of international acknowledgment.She smiled weakly, looking at Saben sitting next to her. He was reading some papers, his typical intensity unbroken, but every now and then, his hand would reach out for hers under the covers a gesture of comfort no success could substitute for the simplicity of it.Clarisse: "You know, I still can't believe we actually pulled it off."Saben grinned at her, lips twisting. "You did it. I've just signed the papers."Clarisse laughed. "You don't know how difficult it is to get this company to behave."Saben: "And you don't know how simple it is to fall in love with your genius daily."Her cheeks flushed, her laughter combining with the low announcement o
Tokyo's morning air was thick with momentum the kind that filtered through the corridors of Thompson Enterprises whenever a major deal was coming down the pike. Clarisse Campbell showed up early, her pace firm, her confidence beaming. But behind the smooth veneer of her equanimity, she sensed it — the stress, the pressure, the gaze that trailed behind her now no longer just as Saben Thompson's significant other, but as one of the up-and-coming players in his business.It was the beginning of the company's largest project of the year: a potential international agreement with Maison d'Argent, a Parisian luxury conglomerate. The deal potentially could bring Thompson Enterprises into an entirely new international market. And for the first time, Clarisse would be heading it.A New ChallengeIn the boardroom, there was an electric sense of waiting. Executives whispered as Saben stood at the table's head, his eyes scanning the team before coming to rest on Clarisse.Saben: "Maison d'Argent
The applause from the previous day’s celebration had barely faded when the next challenge arrived quiet, calculated, and wrapped in polite smiles.It began that Monday morning in the executive boardroom, where sunlight spilled through the tall glass walls, reflecting off the chrome and leather. The Thompson Enterprises board members had gathered for their quarterly review an event that usually flowed with routine reports and forecasts.But this time, the atmosphere was different.Clarisse sat next to Saben, her tablet lying open, posture set, yet an odd tension tingled under her skin. Before them across the long mahogany table was Mr. Kenneth Doyle, one of the company's top board members fresh, quick-witted, and infamous for his cynical outlook.He had been a member for only two months, coming in upon the unexpected retirement of an older colleague. In two months' time, he had earned a reputation for his biting remarks and relentless questioning.Saben saw him thumbing through the q
For a long moment, they said nothing. They didn’t need to. The silence between them was full of shared relief, quiet triumph, and a thousand unsaid promises that spoke louder than words.Clarisse exhaled softly, finally letting herself relax. “You know,” she murmured, “I think this was the hardest presentation I’ve ever done.”Saben’s lips curved into a faint smile. “And the best one you’ve ever led.”She chuckled, shaking her head. “You’re biased.”“Maybe,” he admitted, his voice low and sincere. “But I’m right.”The tension that had clung to her shoulders all day melted under his gaze. For the first time since morning, she felt light not because the problem was solved, but because they had faced it together.Beyond the glass walls, sunset poured its golden light onto the floor, colorwashing all in shades of rose and amber. The office, normally a place of chill efficiency, felt suddenly alive warmer, nearly intimate.Clarisse moved toward him with a slow step. "Do you ever questio
The Next MorningA soft drizzle greeted the city at dawn. The roads shimmered, wet and glistening beneath streaks of early light. Inside Thompson & Co., the mood was alive with purpose presentation day.Saben leaned against the glass wall of the executive level, sipping his coffee as he scanned slides. His suit was crisp, his eyes serene but intent. Clarisse appeared moments later, a folder clutched under her arm and a smile tugging at her lips."Morning, boss," she joked.He turned, warmth lighting his expression. "Morning, partner."She smiled at that term. Partner. It still sounded novel but right.Ready for today?" she asked, looking at the screen."Ready as long as you're by my side."Clarisse rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Watch out, people may think we're not professional."Saben moved in, his voice low. "Let them think what they want. We'll prove ourselves in results."Before she could answer, a knock at the door interrupted them."Come in," Saben said.Jenny W
The street lights had only just started to glimmer behind the massive glass windows of Thompson & Co. Headquarters, leaving shining reflections that danced like gold across shiny floors. The building vibrated with subdued motion as the word spread Mr. Thompson was officially going out with someone… and not merely anyone Clarisse Auburn, his old flame.Whispers wafted like confetti in every nook of the office."She's been working with him for months, right?""I knew there was something about their chemistry.""She's so in love… have you seen her smile lately?"It was gossip for some. Romance in the making for others. But for Jenny White, it was a timing lesson and one of loss.Jenny stood in front of the glass balcony that looked out over the city, one cup of coffee she'd forgotten to drink clutched in her hand. On the floor below her, she could see Saben and Clarisse walking together through the lobby, their words hushed but having a rhythm that only two people who'd managed to find