LOGINKiara’s POVIt had been a month since the execution of Mr. Jones’ project, and my body was already protesting that I needed a break. A real one at that.And what better way to give myself that than a vacation?Yes. That was exactly what I needed.At least fourteen days away from everything—work, pressure, expectations.And I wasn’t leaving my baby behind.Thank God Sophia was on holiday. No school, no interruptions. Just the two of us.My phone rang.Alex.I stared at the screen for a second before answering.“Hey, Alex.”“Hey, Kiara,” his voice came through, softer than usual. “It’s been a while. Are you still mad at me for what happened weeks ago at your place?”I scoffed lightly. “No, not at all. I’ve just been busy with work.”“Work, huh? So busy you forgot how to check up on me or gist me like you used to?”I sighed, leaning back on the couch. “Honestly, I was really occupied with that Mr. Jones project I told you about.”“Are you still on it?”“No. I finished a month ago.”“A mo
Kiara’s POVI sat at my desk, staring at my screen, trying to focus on the final design package for Daniel’s project. But my mind refused to cooperate. It kept drifting back to Leo.Back to everything I had tried so hard to shut out.Can my brain just cooperate for once? I exhaled quietly. At least until I’m done with this project.I couldn’t afford distractions now.Not when I was this close to finishing.But still, I found myself staring at the same layout for over an hour without making a single meaningful adjustment. Nothing was clicking.“Mum, I couldn’t sleep.” Sophia’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up.She stood by the door, holding the knob, the door slightly open. Her hair was messy, her eyes half sleepy.And just like that, something in me softened and I smiled.I think seeing her was all I needed. It reminded me why I couldn’t afford to fall apart.“Come here, baby,” I said gently.She walked in slowly, and I pulled her close, ruffling her hair before kissing
Kiara's povI didn't want to get upset. Obviously, it's just a game. So I had to excuse myself and pretend like I got a call. I could feel Leo's gaze on me as I walked away.And then I got a real call from Alex. “Are you at your office or your home?” he asked immediately.“I'm at home. Is there any problem?”“When did you start asking me such questions?” he replied dryly.Before I could say anything, I heard my doorbell. “Open the door,” he added. “I was already close to your house when I called.”I frowned slightly, lowering my phone.Before I could get to the living room, Leo had already opened the door. I stopped. Just stood there watching. The atmosphere shifted instantly. These two men stare aggressively at each other.It had been three weeks since Leo had been staying with me and I had hoped that he must have bounced back by now. Three weeks of rebuilding, working, and trying to keep things in check.And this? This was exactly what I had been trying to avoid.I didn’t want Sop
Leo’s POVI didn’t think I would ever find myself competing for a child’s attention.Yet here I was, standing at the doorway of the living room, watching Sophia sit cross-legged on the rug, laughing at something on the tablet in her hands. Her laughter filled the house.I stepped fully into the room.Sophia noticed me immediately.“Uncle hero!” she called excitedly, jumping up and running toward me.That name still did something to me.I caught her easily, lifting her slightly off the ground despite the lingering weakness in my body.“Hey, troublemaker,” I said, forcing a smile.“I’m not trouble!” she protested, pouting instantly.I chuckled softly. “We’ll see about that.”Behind her, I could feel Kiara's eyes on me but I didn't want to look at her immediately.But eventually, I set Sophia down gently and straightened, turning to face her.“Hey” I said to her.“Hey” she replied back.Sophia grabbed my hand before anything else could settle.“Uncle hero, come!” she said, pulling me tow
Leo’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
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







