INICIAR SESIÓNRose entered the mansion with her handbag over one shoulder, still thinking about everything that had happened at Alex's villa. Her mind was crowded with questions, and whenever she remembered the kisses they had shared, her cheeks warmed despite her efforts to remain composed. She was so distracte
Eventually, Rose put the tablet aside. Alex looked at her. "Are you alright?" She nodded, though her thoughts were moving too quickly for her to answer immediately. Then, before she could reconsider, she leaned forward and kissed him. Alex went completely still. For a fraction of a second, he se
She looked directly at him. "Can you tell me more about myself? You said we were together, but I don't remember you. I don't remember our relationship or anything about the life we shared. I want to understand what happened to me. Why can't I remember anything?" Alex remained quiet for a moment bef
Rose had been unusually distracted since her encounter with Alex King. Even after returning to the Black mansion, she couldn't stop thinking about the man who had appeared in the conference room and claimed to be her boyfriend. His expression when she failed to recognize him had stayed with her, as
Rose looked at him. Slowly, almost without thinking, she reached out her hand. But just before her fingers could touch his, she hesitated. Something instinctive made her pull back and move closer to Hayden instead. Alex noticed and the small movement caused something inside him to twist painfull
The declaration settled over the conference room, leaving everyone momentarily stunned. Derek lowered his eyes, while the Black Corporation executives and the members of Alex’s team exchanged startled glances. None of them had expected Alex King to make such a possessive claim in the middle of a b
Good afternoon, sir, ma’am. How may I help you today?” the young lady at the reception asked politely the moment she noticed Rose and Nancy approaching. “Hello, my name is Nancy Miller, and this person here is Ms. Roseline Gray, the new CEO of this company,” Nancy introduced briefly and sharply.
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some
After a moment’s pause, Rose turned to Nancy. "You remember that list of companies you prepared for me to make a selection from? You can spend as much more as you can to invest in all of them," Rose instructed casually, and began scrolling through her phone as if she hadn’t just mentioned an astrono







