ログイン(Rayner)“Rayner!”Stefan bursts into my office.“Rayner!”I don’t look up.My attention remains on the documents spread across my desk.“What is it?”I sign another page.“If it isn’t urgent, we can discuss it later. I’m busy.”“No.”The tension in his voice makes me pause.“You need to see this.”I slowly look up.Stefan immediately places his phone on my desk.I stare at him for a second before looking down.And my breath catches.The article.The photographs.Me.Amara.My chair scrapes against the floor as I stand.“What the hell is this?”Stefan runs a hand through his hair.“We’ve tried taking it down, but whoever uploaded it used a heavily protected site. Our team hasn’t been able to reach it.”My jaw tightens.“The article is spreading fast,” he continues. “And people are bringing up her old case with Selina.”A dangerous feeling settles inside me.“What?”Stefan hesitates.Then speaks.“They’re claiming Amara became jealous after Felix moved on with Selina.”My fists clench.
(Amara)The new week has been nothing short of exciting.Ever since returning from Beverly Hills, I have been living off the memories from my time there. And even though Rayner and I only just started seeing each other, it already feels like it has been forever.Is this what it feels like to be truly loved?My mind drifts back to that night.The way he held me.The way he protected me.Even that day at the hotel site.I had gone with them after finding out it was the real reason behind his trip to Beverly Hills and the same business trip Nathan had travelled for earlier.A smile touches my lips.Just then, my phone buzzes on the table.I immediately reach for it.Rayner.My smile widens before I even open the message: Good luck on your first day today.A soft laugh escapes me.Of course he would text.We have barely gone a day without talking since we returned. Calls. Messages. Random check-ins.And despite the fact that he already wished me luck last night, here he is again.My chest
(Amara)“Rayner, stop! Stop!”He doesn’t listen.He just keeps dragging me across the beach, the cool breeze whipping against my skin.“Rayner!”The scream rips from me as I finally yank my hand from his grip.He pauses.Then turns to face me.“What do you think you’re doing?” I point behind us. “You were supposed to drop me off at the hotel. So what makes you think you can just take me anywhere without my permission?”“Why?”His eyes stay on mine. “You want to go back and wait for when Lorenzo finally comes to join you?”“What?”My brows pull together.“What rubbish are you talking about?”“It isn’t rubbish, Amara. It’s the truth.”His jaw tightens.“If I hadn’t bumped into Lorenzo last night and mistaken his room key for mine, then he would’ve been the one in the room with you. Not me.”My stomach drops.So that’s what happened.That’s how Rayner ended up in my room.But…I still don’t understand.Why was Lorenzo assigned the same room as mine?A strange uneasiness settles in my ches
(Rayner)“Have Nathan know that we won’t be meeting as planned.”The command I gave Stefan replays in my head as I step hard on the gas, following closely behind Lorenzo’s car.I need to know exactly where they’re going.Exactly where Lorenzo is taking her.“Rayner!”Stefan’s scream rips through the car.He’s been clutching the handle since I started driving, screaming his lungs out every few seconds.But I don’t stop.I just keep driving.I can’t lose them.I won’t.********We stand in front of the tall building, Stefan beside me.“Isn’t this…”His voice trails off as recognition flashes across his face.My eyes narrow.It’s one of our buildings here in Beverly Hills.But what could they be doing here?I need to know.I turn and signal to Stefan.He immediately understands.Go find out.He leaves and returns barely a minute later.“A meeting?”My brows knit together as he explains.“Since when did Lorenzo start working for Eleanor Foods?”The question sits heavily in my chest becaus
(Amara)We arrive at the venue for the meeting. Lorenzo and I take our seats just as the door opens again and the investor walks in, his secretary and several members of his team following behind him.“Mr. Alfred.” I rise slightly and extend my hand.He takes it with a smile. “Good to see you, Miss Roosevelt.”“You too.” A smile finds my lips.As I pull my hand back, his gaze shifts past me. Recognition immediately flashes across his face.“Lorenzo!”His voice brightens as he steps forward and pulls Lorenzo into a hug.I blink.You can tell instantly that they know each other.He pulls back, keeping a hand on Lorenzo’s shoulder.“Good to see you, man,” he says in Italian, a language I can understand well enough. “What are you doing here?”Lorenzo chuckles.“Here for some work. Besides, how could I leave you here all alone?”They both laugh, looking completely at ease with each other.For a moment, it feels like they’ve forgotten everyone else in the room.Before Lorenzo finally gestur
(Rayner)“You’re in my room.”Stefan’s voice drifts behind me as I adjust my cufflinks.“Why?” I turn to face him. “Is there something you’re hiding that you don’t want me to see?”The question leaves me, and I watch something flicker across his face before he quickly schools his expression. A scoff follows.“What could I possibly be hiding?”“Right?” I press my lips together. “Then why didn’t you answer my calls?”I start walking toward him, and he instinctively takes a step back.“You didn’t tell me your room number before leaving. You said you had my luggage checked in.” He nods. “So why did I end up in the same room as hers?”I throw the key card at him.He catches it.I lean closer.“Do you know what’s worse?” I seethe. “I walked in there completely unaware and suddenly looked like a fool in front of her.”My fists tighten.Last night flashes through my mind.The way I acted whenever she got close.The way I kept putting distance between us.The way every second in that room felt
(Amara)I see the way Bernard’s gaze sweeps across them, searching.Then it settles on me.He lifts a hand and points lightly. “Is that her?”Everything stops.My parents’ heads snap toward me. The air thickens. Conversations blur into silence. I can feel my fingers trembling at my sides.“She’s gr
(Amara)I walk through the hallway, the chandelier lights casting a soft glow over my dress as I step inside.It is Sir Rayner’s grandfather’s eightieth birthday. And of course, I am here because Rayner insisted. Even after I clearly told him I did not want to come.The living room is massive, over
(Felix)“What were you doing at The Sinclair Group?”My voice cuts through the living room, sharp and controlled. Selina doesn’t even glance at me. She throws her legs over the table, as if I’m background noise.“Come on, Felix,” she says lightly. “It’s not my fault you went ahead and announced you
(Amara)His hand clamps around mine before I can react.“Felix—”He drags me away from the corridor, down the stairs, his grip tight enough to sting. My heels almost miss a step and I struggle to keep my balance. By the time we reach the landing, he shoves me lightly away from him. I stumble, catch







