Mag-log inNina’s POVThe rest of the morning at Blake HQ passed in a blur of cold sweat and breathless terror.Every time the second hand ticked on my computer monitor, my heart slammed against my ribs. It was 11:00 AM. Then 12:00 PM. Then 1:00 PM.In just sixty minutes, Victoria's private chauffeur was going to deliver the raw, uncorrupted master drive straight to her top-floor office, and the entire executive board would watch the digital lab unblur my face live on the master screen.I sat at my cubicle desk, my hands trembling as I tried to type out press summaries. I looked over toward Roman's glass office at the end of the hall. He was standing by his desk, towering and silent, taking back-to-back phone calls while Ethan leaned against his bookshelf, typing frantically on his black laptop.Then, at exactly 1:30 PM—thirty minutes before my life was scheduled to blow up—every single news terminal on the thirty-eighth floor flashed bright green.BREAKING NEWS: BLAKE GROUP ACQUIRES SOLE GLOBAL
Nina’s POVThe silence in the dining room was so heavy I could hear the faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner.Victoria tapped the silver iPad screen.For three agonising seconds, nothing happened. Then, the sleek white display flickered violently. A bright, glaring red banner flashed across the top of the screen, followed by a harsh digital buzz that echoed off the high ceiling.ERROR 404: FILE CORRUPTED. DATA UNREADABLE.Damien slammed his crystal coffee cup down so hard black liquid splashed onto the crisp white tablecloth. "What the hell is that?!""It appears to be a system error," Victoria said, her voice dropping into an icy, terrifying register. She tapped the screen again frantically, but the same red error message popped up."That's impossible!" Damien barked, leaping to his feet and leaning right over Victoria’s shoulder. "They were supposed to unblur the video frame-by-frame! Roman, what did you do?!"Ethan took a slow, casual bite of his buttered toast, cru
Nina’s POVMy pulse stopped completely.Ethan’s finger was pointing directly at me, his hazel eyes wide with pure, unadulterated shock. The cheerful, playful smirk he had walked in with was completely gone, replaced by a look of wild realization."Nina?!" Ethan gasped again, his voice ringing through the dead-quiet room like a gunshot. "Are you... isn't she..."Victoria’s sharp eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. She set her bone-china teacup down on the saucer with a loud, metallic CLINK. "Ethan? What on earth are you talking about?"Damien leaned forward on the sofa, his icy blue eyes darting suspiciously between Ethan and me. "Do you know our intern, Ethan?"Before Ethan could utter another word that would blow my whole life to pieces, Roman stepped into the center of the room. His tall, broad frame physically blocked Ethan’s line of sight to my desk."Ethan is referring to the communications department briefing files," Roman said, his deep, commanding voice slicing through the thi
Nina’s POVMy blood didn't just run cold—it froze solid in my veins.A pixel-reconstruction algorithm. Unblurring the woman's face frame-by-frame by nine o'clock tomorrow morning.The words echoed inside my head like loud, metallic gunshots. I leaned against the marble pillar, my lungs fighting for air as the two board members stepped into the elevator and the silver doors slid shut.Victoria wasn't relying on public relations damage control anymore. She was spending a hundred thousand dollars to unmask Roman’s secret mistress herself. By tomorrow morning at nine, my unblurred face would be sitting on her desk in crystal-clear high definition.My phone trembled violently in my palm as I typed a message to Roman: Sub-basement archive room. NOW. Victoria knows how to unblur the video.Three minutes later, I pushed open the heavy steel door of the lowest archive level.The sub-basement was dark, quiet, and smelled of old paper and cold concrete. Roman was already standing between Row Fou
Nina’s POVMy hands trembled violently as I stared down at the two printed photographs resting on the polished mahogany table.The navy off-the-shoulder dress. The soft, dark waves falling over my shoulders. The exact cut of the neckline. It was impossible to deny. The picture Amelia took of me at the charity gala four months ago matched the leaked news screenshot down to the very last thread.Amelia looked up at me, her green eyes brimming with tears, her lower lip trembling."Nillie... please," Amelia sobbed softly, clutching her designer handbag against her stomach. "Tell me that isn't you with Roman. Please tell me you wouldn't do this to our family."The guilt inside my chest twisted so hard I couldn't draw a breath of air. I looked at my sister—the girl who had protected me her whole life, the sister who loved me unconditionally—and I knew I couldn't tell her the truth. I couldn't break her heart by telling her I had been sleeping with her husband's younger brother for months.I
Nina’s POVMy knees felt like water.On the giant news screen in the center of the lobby, the loop played for the fifth time. The blurred pixel box covered my face, but I knew every inch of that navy dress. I knew the exact angle of Roman's jaw as he leaned down to kiss me against the passenger door of his sports car.Around me, thirty Blake HQ employees were whispering frantically."Whoever she is, she just ruined the Harrington deal," a senior accountant muttered, taking a sip of his coffee."Are you kidding?" a PR analyst countered. "Juliana said yesterday they were just friends! Maybe Roman was already seeing this girl during the whole engagement!"I swallowed down a lump of ice in my throat, clutching my hot coffee cup so tight my knuckles turned white. I needed to move. I needed to walk away before someone looked at my dark hair, looked at the screen, and started connecting the dots.STEP. STEP.The glass double doors of the main entrance slid open.Roman walked into the lobby,







