تسجيل الدخولLeo’s POVI didn’t want to think about last night. About the call and how it almost ruined the nice moment we were having. So I buried myself in work instead.I sat in the living room, laptop open in front of me, trying to make sense of what was left of my company’s data. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, but my focus wasn’t steady.“Sir…” my IT head’s voice came through the call. “We’ve managed to recover about ten percent of the client database.”“Only ten?” I asked, my tone flat.“For now. But we’re working on the rest.”I exhaled slowly.“Keep going.”“Yes, sir.”The call ended. I flinged my phone on the couch, leaning back slightly, closing my eyes for a brief moment.Ten percent.That was what I had left. For something I built from nothing. I let out a quiet breath, opening my eyes again.Then I heard a car pulling into the compound. I didn’t need to check to know it was Kiara.But something felt off. There was another car door sound and voice.I frowned slightly and stood u
Kiara’s POVI had just walked into my office that morning, heels clicking against the marble floor, my mind already buried in everything I had to do for the day, when Julie followed behind me with a look on her face.That amused look.“Ma’am…” she said slowly.I dropped my bag on the table and took my seat, glancing up at her.“What is it?”She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stepped forward and placed something carefully on my desk.I paused.It was a bouquet. Not the random kind people easily get.No. This was carefully arranged. White lilies, soft pink roses, a single black silk ribbon wrapped around the stems. It didn't just smell sweet. It smelled expensive and elegant. I straightened slightly.“Who sent it?” I asked.Julie shook her head. “No name. Just this.”She handed me a small card. I took it, flipping it open casually.For a woman who commands attention without asking for it.No name. My lips curved slightly before I could stop it and Julie noticed.I cleared my
Leo’s povI sat in the living room, the TV on but muted, the light from the screen flickering against the walls. I wasn’t watching anything. I hadn’t been for the past thirty minutes. My attention was on the door.Or rather, the absence of Kiara. She wasn’t home yet.I glanced at the clock again. 10:47 PM. It was too damn late.My jaw tightened slightly as I leaned back against the couch, dragging a hand over my face. I told myself not to overthink it. She was a busy woman. But tonight, I knew exactly where she was. With him.That thought alone made something dark settle in my chest. I shifted slightly, trying to ignore it.But I failed.The imaginary image of what they could be doing now kept replaying in my head anyway.My fingers curled slightly against my knee.“Leo, you just have to stop.” I told myself, exhaling sharply.The sound of a car pulling into the compound snapped me out of my thoughts. She was back.My head turned instantly toward the door. I stood up without thinking.
Leo’s POVI stood by the window in the guest room, staring out into the dim evening. The streetlights had come on, casting long shadows across the compound. My mind was at so many places. Both Kiara, and the so called business dinner. Which in her words, it was very good.I clenched my jaw slightly and turned away from the window, running a hand through my hair. I had tried to distract myself. Tried to focus on the recovery plans, the data reconstruction, the financial gaps that still needed patching. But none of it stuck.Everything I try thinking, circles back to the same thing.Why wouldn't she enjoy it? He had everything I currently didn’t. Power, stability, control. And most importantly, he hadn’t broken her before.I laughed under my breath, the sound dry and humorless.I walked out of the room slowly, heading downstairs. The nanny appeared briefly from the kitchen.“Sir, dinner is ready,” she said politely.“I’m not hungry,” I replied without stopping.That wasn’t entirely true
Kiara’s POV The restaurant was exactly what I expected. Luxury. Not loud. Not flashy. The kind of place that didn’t need to prove anything because its reputation already spoke for it. Soft lighting, polished floors, low conversations, and that faint scent of expensive wine and something floral lingering in the air. Daniel had chosen well. I know a man like him would have a good taste. I stepped in, my heels clicking softly against the marble as my eyes scanned the space. It didn’t take long to find him. He was already seated. Looking calm and composed. His gaze lifted the moment I approached, and a smile curved his lips. “Kiara,” he said, standing up immediately. “Daniel.” He gestured lightly toward the chair across from him. “You’re right on time.” “I don’t like keeping people waiting,” I replied, taking my seat. “I noticed.” His tone carried something subtle beneath it. Not flirtation exactly, but not purely professional either. A waiter appeared almost instantly, handin
Kiara’s povThe message came in while I was reviewing a contract.Dinner tonight? We should discuss the next phase properly. DanielI stared at it longer than necessary. Not because I didn’t understand what it meant. But because I did, and this wasn’t just about work anymore.And the annoying part is that I had seen it coming.I leaned back slightly in my chair, tapping my finger against the edge of my phone. My eyes drifted briefly to the bracelet resting beside my laptop.A soft knock pulled me out of my thoughts.“Come in.”Leo walked in, tablet in hand, already mid-sentence.“I’ve reviewed the revised projections and if we push the timeline back by—”He stopped, because I wasn’t listening. Or at least, I wasn’t pretending to.His eyes dropped briefly to my phone. Then back to my face.“You look distracted,” he said.“I’m thinking.”He stepped closer, placing the tablet on the desk.“What is it?”I didn’t answer immediately.Instead, I picked up my phone again, glanced at the messa
Kiara’s POVIt was finally the day of the launch.I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dressing room, staring at my reflection longer than necessary. My heart was pounding loudly against my chest, betraying the calm expression I was forcing on my face.Breathe, Kiara. You’ve got this.I
Miriam’s Pov“Susan, look,” I said, stretching my hand toward her, my phone glowing brightly in my palm.She leaned closer, squinting at the screen. "It's all over the news already that my so-called step sister's accomplice and sender is arrested." I smiled.Susan frowned immediately. “Why are you
Kiara’s PovWhen I thought I could finally give him a chance, at least for his efforts so far, for standing his ground and making sure justice didn’t slip through my fingers, he had to remind me of one painful truth.He would always choose my bloody stepsister.Or was I overthinking?I clenched my
Kiara’s PovI'm happy that after everything Sandra put me through, after the sleepless nights, the fear, and pain justice had finally been served. She was behind bars, exactly where she belonged. I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen, as I tried to focus on the new project I was







