LOGINMarissa POV"Yeah, sure. Sure, sure... I can do that," I stammered out, my voice sounding a little too fast, a little too breathless to be considered remotely detached.I tried my absolute best to play it cool, pressing my back firmly against the leather passenger seat, but I felt completely exposed.I was entirely convinced that in the quiet, climate controlled bubble of the luxury car, Xavier could actually hear my heart pounding like a frantic drum against my ribs. It was deafening. My pulse was racing so hard my fingertips were tingling.Why did he have to invite me to be his plus one? Why me, out of every single eligible, high society woman in the city who would gladly clear their entire year's calendar just for a single nod from Xavier Sterling? He could have easily picked anyone. He could have called an elite modeling agency, a wealthy heiress, or even a prominent corporate partner to walk arms locked down a red carpet. But instead, he was turning those dark, heavy eyes toward
Marissa POVI stood in the corporate restroom, leaning against the cold marble counter, still trying to process everything that had just happened upstairs.I literally could not believe that Ethan coming here would lead to this. Out of all the people in the city, out of all the massive corporate buildings in the country, it turned out he and Xavier were actually friends back in their university days. My head was spinning. The whole situation felt like a massive, tangled web, and I was stuck right in the center of it.I heaved a heavy, exhausted sigh of relief, trying to shake the tension out of my shoulders. Looking into the large mirror, I pulled my favorite lipgloss out of my purse and began to quickly apply it to my lips, trying to make myself look a little less like a walking disaster.Just then, the restroom door swung open with a sharp, aggressive click. Through the reflection in the mirror, I saw a familiar crown of sleek black hair framing a face with heavily black-lined eyes,
Xavier POVI had a massive smile on my face stepping into work this morning. It was so obvious that even my secretary, Stephen, noticed it the absolute second I walked through the double glass doors of the executive suite. He actually pointed it out while serving my morning black coffee, placing the cup down with a look of pure shock on his face."Good morning, sir," Stephen had said, pausing as he adjusted his glasses. "You seem to be in an exceptionally bright mood today. Did the international stocks close at a record high over the weekend?""Something like that, Stephen," I murmured, leaning back in my leather chair.Oh yeah, I had every single reason to be happy. My weekend had been incredibly well spent, far better than any board meeting or multi million dollar acquisition. For two whole days, I had been in her orbit. I got to see her smiles, breathe in her soft scent, hear her uninhibited giggles in the kitchen, and watch those cute, frustrated little taps of her fingers against
Marissa POVThe rest of the weekend was a complete dream. I was literally pampered through the whole weekend, treated like some kind of royalty in this massive penthouse.Alina showed up again the very next morning, practically bursting through the front door because she said she already missed me. When Xavier wanted to join...Alina practically kicked him out and said that it was girl's bonding time.We spent the entire afternoon in the kitchen baking together, which quickly turned into a complete mess of flour and laughter. To pass the time while the oven preheated, we started playing a guessing game where we had to guess each other's favorite type of cookie.Alina was getting mine completely wrong the whole time."Chocolate chip! No, wait, oatmeal raisin because you are secretly healthy!" she cheered, throwing her hands in the air."Wrong and wrong," I laughed, shaking my head as I wiped a spot of flour from my cheek."Vanilla cookies."The deep, smooth voice came out of nowhere, vi
Marissa POV"Marissa, are you secretly a princess or something? Because this is absolutely insane."Hailey was standing in the middle of the penthouse living room, her jaw completely dropped as her green eyes swept across the massive space. She hadn't even taken off her jacket yet. She just stood there, spinning in a slow circle, taking in the towering glass windows and the sleek, polished floors."It's nice, right?" I said, smiling as I locked the front door behind her."Nice? Marissa, this isn't just nice. This is ridiculous," Hailey gasped, walking over to a massive marble pillar. "They literally have uniforms for the staff downstairs. The lobby concierge bowed to me! And look at this decor." She cautiously tapped a massive, heavily detailed ceramic vase sitting near the hallway. "I am ninety-nine percent sure these vases and the photographs on the wall came straight out of a French museum. If I breathe too hard, am I going to trigger a laser alarm?"I burst out laughing, walking i
Xavier POV"You may kiss the bride!"Alina’s voice boomed through the kitchen, loud and completely bursting with mischief.The sudden shout shattered the thick, suffocating spell holding us together. Marissa jumped backward instantly, her foot catching slightly on the base of the barstool.I reached out a hand, steadying her by the elbow before she could lose her balance entirely. Her face turned a shade of red that completely put Alina’s hot pink lipstick to shame, and she wouldn't look me in the eye.I couldn't help but smirk as I looked down at my ruined sweater. The front of it was completely soaked in bright orange liquid, the cold moisture finally seeping through the fabric onto my skin. Alina was honestly the best wingman I had seen in a long time, even if her methods were loud enough to wake the dead and completely terrify my employee.Marissa looked completely horrified, her hands shaking as she tried to dab at the orange juice with a linen napkin, only making the wet spot bi
Marissa POV He calmly walked off, pulling his phone from his pocket before the conference room door even fully swung shut. I stayed frozen by the desk, my eyes darting between the dark puddle on the floor and the wet, brown spot soaking into my sleeve.Not even five minutes passed before the heavy
Marissa POV The suffocating silence of the mezzanine followed me all the way into the back of the cab. For the rest of the dinner, nobody had dared to speak above a hushed murmur. Xavier had remained a dark statue at the head of the table, his icy eyes charting my every movement until the plates
Xavier POVThe crystal stem of my wine glass ground against my palm. Across the long mahogany table, the amber glow of the chandeliers caught the curve of Marissa’s bare shoulder.And right beside her, James Roosevelt leaned in.His knuckles lightly brushed her arm as he gestured toward his tablet.
Marissa POV I stopped right by the front door, turning around slowly. I didn't yell. I didn't lose my temper. I simply gave him a cold, tight smile that didn't reach my eyes."Let me remind you, Ethan," I said, my voice smooth as glass and entirely lethal. "We are separated. My career, my schedule







