تسجيل الدخول(Amara)We finally arrive at the hotel and are led straight to my room.“This will be your room for the next three days, ma’am,” Martha says, handing me the key card.I stare down at it for a moment.“I’m having a room to myself?”The words leave my mouth before I can stop them.She nods.“Yes.”Immediately, my eyes flash toward Maya. Shock flickers across her face, mirroring my own. She’s about to say something. I can see it forming on her lips, but I cut in before she gets the chance.“No.”My gaze darts between her and Martha.“There’s no way I’ll be staying in this room all by myself. Besides…” I turn toward Maya. “She’s more than an assistant to me, and we’ve always shared rooms, so why—”“That’s the order from Ma’am Eleanor, Miss Amara.”Martha cuts in smoothly.My eyes find Maya again.I know how she must feel about this.She’s always wanted to stay close to me. Having her in a different room might…I force my eyes shut.Think.I need to think.Taking a slow breath, I open them
(Rayner)“My phone,” I say, patting my pocket. “I think I left it in the car.”“I’ll go get it,” Stefan offers immediately, already turning away.“No.”The word leaves me before he can take another step.A faint smile touches my lips.“I’ll get it. You go ahead and check in our bags.”He studies me for a second as if trying to figure out whether I'm sure. Then he finally nods.“Alright.”I watch him disappear into the crowd before turning toward the parking area.Then I stop.Something catches my attention.No.Someone.My heart gives an odd pull.A familiar face flashes through my mind so suddenly that I freeze where I stand.Amara.For a moment, I genuinely think I saw her.I slowly turn back, searching the crowd.Nothing.Just hundreds of strangers moving in every direction, each one focused on their own destination.I exhale.Maybe I imagined it.Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me now.But then my eyes land on a figure walking toward the departure area.Long hair cascading down
(Amara)“You should get going before you end up missing your flight.”My mother's voice follows me as she escorts me down the stairs.“I'll have someone meet you at the airport in Beverly Hills. She's the team leader for this project and will be your guide for the three days you'll be spending there.”“Okay.”“ And you don't have to worry.” She continues. “You'll only be translating during the meeting and nothing else. You know how important this investor is for the project.”I stare at her.Her words from days ago flash through my mind."We have a problem. Our translator is suddenly unavailable, and we'll need someone to help out with this project."Her hands close around mine, pulling me back to the present.“Thank you, dear. Thank you for choosing to join this project.”A small smile finds my lips.I hold her gaze, but I know better.This isn't just about a translator.I’m certain it’s one of her plans.A way to finally pull me into her company and keep a close eye on me.“We shoul
(Stella)“Here.”I stretch the stack of cash toward the bartender.“For a job well done.”His eyes widen instantly. A nervous giggle escapes him as he takes the money.“Thank you. Thank you, ma'am.”A satisfied smile touches my lips.“I’m sure you know what to do.”“Yes.” He nods quickly. “You don’t have to worry. I already made sure the CCTV footage has been cleared. And I’ll be leaving the city today, so there’s no way he’ll find out. He’ll never be able to learn the truth about that night.”Good.My smile deepens.“Excellent. If everything continues going smoothly, there will be more where that came from.”His face lights up immediately.“Thank you, ma'am.”He practically bows before hurrying away.The moment he disappears into the crowd, a laugh slips from my lips.Everything replays inside my head.The act.The plan.The execution.Every single move I carefully put into place.And now?Everything is unfolding exactly as I intended.I lean back in my chair, crossing one leg over t
(Rayner)A groan tears from my throat as I force my eyes open."Argh..."Pain pounds behind my temples.I press my fingers against them, squeezing my eyes shut."Why does it hurt this much?"My head feels like it's splitting apart."Stefan, get me a coffee, please."Silence.No answer.I frown."Gosh, where did he go?"I throw the sheets aside and start to sit up.Then my gaze shifts.And I freeze.My entire body locks."Ste... Stella?"My heart plummets.She's lying beside me.In my bed.For a second, I stop breathing.My eyes dart wildly around the room.My trousers are on the floor.My shirt is halfway across the room.The blankets are a mess.Panic slams into me.No.No.No.I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to remember.Anything.Something.But my mind is empty.Blank.The harder I try, the worse the pounding becomes.A soft rustle breaks the silence.Stella stirs.Then slowly opens her eyes."You're awake?"I practically jump out of bed."What are you doing here?"My voice comes ou
(Rayner)I watch her talk.The hurt she tries so hard to hide. The frustration burning in her eyes. The way her fingers curl tightly at her sides.And suddenly, I can’t do it anymore.My heart pounds against my ribs.The feelings I've spent months burying crash through me like a dam breaking. Every wall I've built around myself shatters at once.The tightness in my chest.The longing.Everything.Before I can stop myself, my feet move and I close the distance between us, crashing my lips against hers.And the moment they do, everything inside me stills.It’s like the chaos inside me suddenly quiets, the weight I’ve been carrying for so long finally lifting from my chest.My hand stays on her face, holding her gently as I continue kissing her.She doesn’t pull away.Doesn’t stop me.Just… lets me.For a few breathtaking seconds, the world disappears.It's just us.Just her lips on mine.Just the feeling I've been fighting for far too long.Slowly, I pull back.My forehead almost touche
(Rayner)The door clicks shut behind her.I lift my gaze slowly, exhaling as I lean back into my seat. Her voice won’t stop replaying in my head.Happy new month, Sir Rayner.She had expected a reply. I saw it in the way she hesitated, but I gave her nothing.It’s been difficult since that night. S
(Amara)“Happy new month, Sir Rayner.” A soft smile curls on my lips. “Here’s the document from the project department you requested.”“Leave it there.”He doesn’t spare me a glance. His eyes remain fixed on the document in front of him, brows slightly drawn like he is dissecting numbers that deman
(Rayner)The tension in the room thickens as the door clicks shut behind us.For a moment, neither of us speaks.“I’ll take the couch,” I say finally, clearing my throat. “You can sleep on the bed.”“Yeah.” She nods and walks over to sit on the mattress.I drop my coat on the chair and head straigh
(Amara)I’m lying on my bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, but I’m not really seeing it. My mind keeps replaying Rayner’s question.“You’ve never been to Switzerland?”The way he looked at me when he said it. Not casual. Not random. Assessing. Like he was waiting for something. Like he already knew so







