(Winona)It’s just after 10 p.m., and the penthouse is still when I get home. The kids are asleep, the lights of the city outside flickering through the tinted windows.I’ve been trying to reach Jayden again, but the call goes straight to voicemail. I know it’s the middle of the night over there, but still—it’s not like him to ignore my calls, and the insecurity of being left in the dark creeps in.I toss my phone onto the sofa with a frustrated sigh and head toward the kitchen. Anne is perched on one of the stools, cradling a mug of tea. I collapse onto the one across from her, rubbing my temples.“Fun night?”“Sure was. I can’t wait for bed though. How did the kids settle?”“All good. Henry has just been awake, so you should get a couple of hours.”“I’m not sure if I want the doctor to find a reason why he’s restless or if it's just because I suck at this.”“You don’t suck at it.”“Sure feels that way with Jayden gone. I still haven’t told him about the delay.”“Still no answer?” An
(Winona)Gus picks up on my uncertainty immediately. “If you let him, he’ll come into his own at Nexus Global.”“I’m not sure I can stop him.”“This is the opportunity he needs to become the man he was meant to be. Where he can finally be sure of himself and his decisions.”“Maybe,” I say slowly, “but what if that man doesn’t include his family?”“He’s not me,” Gus says, a touch of sadness creeping into his voice. “Jayden won’t ever walk away from his family like I did. He’ll figure out how to balance it, but you need to let him prove himself.”“I’m trying,” I admit, glancing around the penthouse that now feels too big and too empty without Jayden in it.“But this distance... It's hard. He feels so far away, Gus. And I feel like I’m losing him to that world.” My voice cracks, and I bite my lip, trying to pull myself together. “I can’t get over there for another six weeks. Henry has tests to go through for a clearance.”For some reason, I always know I can speak the truth to this man.
(Jayden)I wake up, groggy, disoriented, and immediately know something’s off. I’ve slept well. Too well. I know it was 3am when I finally got home but Winona should have called me.I rub my eyes and glance at the clock.8 a.m.What the hell? That can’t be right.Where the fuck is my phone? Not on the nightstand where I left it, that’s for sure. Panic tightens in my chest. Winona would've tried to call. I scramble out of bed and pull on my sweatpants.Immediately there are two young men who accost me with clothing and try to usher me into the bathroom. I bat them off like mosquitoes. I’m not awake enough for this shit right now.“Where’s my phone? Do either of you know?” I ask.They both shake their heads.“Fucking great.” I storm out of the bedroom looking around for is in my sitting area. Nope, nothing.I stride along the massive hallway to the main sitting area. I glance around.“Breakfast Mr. Brennan?” A younger woman asks.“No. Have you seen my phone anywhere?”She shakes her hea
(Winona)I’m pacing the living room, trying to keep my anxiety in check as I wait for Jayden to call back. A text finally came through, it’s almost 8.30 am tomorrow over there and almost 11.30 pm here.Finally, my phone buzzes. Jayden’s name flashes on the screen, and relief floods me. I'm not sure if I’m more angry or relieved.“Jayden, where have you been?” I snap, not able to hide my frustration. “I’ve been calling you all night!”“Babe, I’m so sorry. Someone... someone took my phone while I was sleeping and put it in my den. I didn’t get home till 3am and I crashed.”“What?” I blink, confused. “Why would someone take your phone?”“I don’t know. Apparently, they thought I needed rest. Like I can’t manage my own damn sleep schedule,” he mutters, and I can hear the anger in his tone. “But I’ve got it now. I’m sorry I missed your calls. What’s going on?”I sigh, sinking onto the couch. “It’s about Henry.”I hear him inhale sharply on the other end, the tension creeping back into his v
(Jayden)Matteo’s text is straight to the point: Lunch. Best restaurant in Brussels. Be there at 1.There’s a location pinned. I glance at my Rolex.I message back: Don’t think I’m taking lunch breakHis answer is quick: Nonsense. You’re the boss, no?Well, damn it. He’s right. I am.When I step out of the town car, I’m greeted by cobblestones underfoot and an old-world elegance that hits different from the sleek, modern vibes back home.The restaurant is a hidden gem tucked away from the bustling streets, its charm oozing out from ivy-covered walls and grand arches.He’s already seated by the window, casually leaning back, a glass of red wine in one hand, his grin radiating confidence.“There he is!” Matteo calls out, raising his glass as if we’ve known each other for years. “Jayden! Amico mio, you made it! Hungry?”“I could eat,” I say, sitting down across from him.Matteo laughs. “Perfetto. We’re going local today. Belgian cuisine at its finest. You’ll leave here in love with stoof
(Winona)“Mommy, why does Henry need to see my doctor?” Abby asks, her small voice cutting through the quiet clinic. She swings her legs from the chair, completely relaxed.I shift Henry in my arms, his tiny body still not much bigger than some newborn’s, even though he’s five months old. “We’re just making sure he’s okay to fly, sweetheart. And Dr. Green will check on you, too. Remember? We have to make sure your heart’s doing okay.”Abby nods. “I like Dr. Green.”I smile, kissing her on the top of her head. She’s been through so much already—two heart surgeries and another one looming in a few months. I can’t help but worry about her flying across the ocean, even if Dr. Green has been positive.But Henry... Henry’s the one who keeps me up at night. Literally.The door clicks open, and Dr. Green walks in with his usual comforting smile. “Winona, Abby, good to see you both.”“Hi, Dr. Green,” Abby chirps, swinging her legs a little faster. “We’re gonna fly on a plane!”Dr. Green chuckl
(Jayden)I’m planted at the huge double doorway waiting to greet guests as they arrive. Viktor is right behind me. I’m really out of my depth here. I’m a fish out of water. Some sort of imposter.Hugo, of course, organized a surprise party at my new home. To welcome me as the successor at Nexus Global. No pressure.My tuxedo fits like a glove and I’m glad I at least feel up to par with my outfit.A tall man in full military regalia approaches first. His uniform is dark green, adorned with medals that gleam under the lights, and a ceremonial sword strapped at his side.“Colonel Andreas Lindberg,” he says with a curt nod, his Swedish accent sharp and precise. “Representing His Majesty’s armed forces.” He bows slightly.“Welcome, Colonel,” I manage, shaking his hand. His grip is firm, his eyes sharp.Behind him, a woman steps forward, regal in every sense of the word. Her gown is deep crimson, flowing with layers of silk.Her posture is impeccable, chin slightly raised. “Princess Elena o
(Winona)I sit on the couch, gently rocking Henry as I dial Jayden. The other kids are in the bathroom and then they’ll join us for the scheduled video call. He’s probably tied up with work, and the last thing I want to do is interrupt.Still, we agreed about these family calls.The screen flickers, and after a few rings, Jayden’s face fills the frame. He’s grinning.There’s a background buzz—voices, music. Sounds like he’s in the middle of something big.“Are you wearing a tux?”“I am, babe. Where’s the other kids?”“They’re just washing up. They’ll be here shortly.” I smile.“Great. How is my little man?”“Just fine.” I see the man I know is Hugo Deveraux hovering in the background wearing a frown.“I’ll put you on speaker. It’s hard to hear,” Jayden says.“I didn’t know you were busy,” I say quickly. “I can call back later if it’s a hassle.”“No way,” Jayden replies, waving off my concern. “You’re as much a part of this as I am. Stay on. I’m glad you called.” His voice is warm, rea
(Winona)Lisa sits curled into the corner of her couch, her legs tucked beneath her and a blanket draped across her lap.“So, one reading down, one to go,” I say, setting two mugs on the coffee table and taking a seat in the armchair across from her. “Are you ready?” She looks up, blinking like she’s coming out of a daze. “Yeah, well... I don’t think I can be there. It’s still too much.” “Fair.” I lean forward, wrapping my hands around the warm mug. “I know it’s hard. But it’s a start, you know? A start to getting on the other side of all this.” She shrugs.“I’ll be right by your side.”Lisa exhales slowly, tugging the blanket tighter. “It’s just... everything. The way it happened. The way he let me in and really loved me for those few days. The way he left. And now this reading, like it’s going to somehow tie up all the loose ends. But it won’t, will it? Nothing changes that he’s gone.” I nod, letting her words hang in the air for a moment. “No, it doesn’t change that. But it mig
(Winona)The law office is still and cold, a contrast to the storm of emotions brewing inside me. Jayden sits beside me, his jaw set, shoulders tight with the tension he’s carried for days.I can tell he’s ready for this to be over but also bracing for whatever last hand Judy might play.“You okay?” I whisper. He doesn’t answer at first, his stare fixed on the polished table.“No,” he finally says. “But let’s get it done.”Mr. Carter, the lawyer, clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. “Thank you all for being here. We are gathered for the reading of the final will and testament of Judith Ann Brennan.”Jayden shifts in his chair, his knee bouncing with restless energy. I can feel the heat of his frustration, but I keep my hands to myself. No comfort from me is going to land right at this moment.“This will was last amended six months ago,” Carter continues. “Mrs. Brennan made several significant changes, which we will now outline. Copies of the full document will be provided afterw
(Jayden)The elevator dings, and the penthouse opens up before me. This used to be my happy place. Where I could unwind and take in the city lights with a nightcap or three. Before kids.Now it looks like an executive man cave with a family shoved in.I was an idiot for pushing that idea. There’s a crooked home-made banner saying Welcome Daddy, and a tray of icing and sprinkle laden cupcakes on the side table. My heart surges.A chorus of voices breaks through. “Daddy!” Abby’s little feet pound the hardwood floor as she barrels toward me, her arms wide and her face split into a grin. She wraps herself around my leg like a koala. “You’re early!”“Hey, princess,” I say, lifting her up as Bobby and Sarah rush in right behind her. Bobby grabs my middle in a tight hug, and Sarah hovers just slightly back, smiling shyly. “I sure am. Surprise!”“Missed you, Dad,” she says softly.“I missed you too, kiddo,” I reply, wrapping my free arm around her.Winona’s voice carries from the living room,
(Jayden)The clock on my desk blinks 12:47 AM, but the late hour doesn’t register anymore.I’ve spent the last few hours in calls and emails, trying to coordinate everything: the will readings, the services, the logistics of leaving Nexus Global in capable hands while I head back to the States.I hit call on Viktor’s number, knowing he’ll be awake. He always seems awake. I wonder if he’s actually human sometimes.“Jayden,” Viktor answers on the second ring, his voice sharp and alert. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing’s wrong,” I say quickly. “I need to talk to you about Nexus. I’m flying back to the States soon, and I need someone I can trust to hold things down while I’m gone.”There’s a brief pause, then a low chuckle. “You’re not serious.”“Dead serious.”“Jayden,” Viktor says evenly, “I don’t run billion-dollar companies. I handle security, strategy, and occasionally beating people to a pulp if they get too close.”“You also know Nexus Global inside out,” I counter. “You’ve been in the tre
(Winona)The hospital release is a relief, but it doesn’t wipe away the worry. By the time Lisa arrives, I’m eager to get back to the penthouse.“You look awful,” Lisa says, her tone blunt as ever, but there’s concern in her eyes.“Gee, Thanks, Lisa. That’s exactly what I needed to hear.” I grin.“Hey, at least you’re walking out of here,” she retorts, falling into step beside me. “So, what’s the verdict?”“Blood pressure’s back down, no signs of infection or anything. But they told me to call if I feel anything even slightly off.” I know they think I’ll lose this baby and it makes me feel a little hopeless.“Good,” she says, nudging me with her elbow. “You’re not exactly known for taking it easy.”I glance at her, surprised by her willingness to show up. “Thanks for coming. Did you watch the USB?”“No. Not yet. I just can’t,” she says quickly. “But I needed to get out of the apartment anyway. Sitting there being angry about Lance wasn’t doing me any favors. He did what he did, and I
(Winona)It’s been months since Henry was discharged from Neonatal, but the memories of sleepless nights, anxious conversations, and cautious hope are still fresh. Now here I am again but for my own pregnancy.Nurse Ellen Mitchell spots me first. “Winona Brennan!” she greets with a wide smile, her sharp eyes immediately scanning me like a mother hen. “Europe didn’t steal you away permanently, huh? Is Henry okay?”I laugh softly. “He is thriving. I’m here for… me, this time.”Ellen nods and squeezes my arm in support, gesturing toward the exam room. “We got you. Dr. Harris and Dr. Reeves are ready. Let’s see how you’re holding up.”Inside, the doctor’s room feels like it always did with Nurse Casey Ramirez prepping the equipment. “Look who it is,” she says with a grin. “Our favorite mama. How’s Henry? Still dazzling the world?”I smile, relaxing a little. “He’s doing great. Eats like a trucker and sleeps like an angel when he’s not too busy chasing after Bobby’s cat.”These ladies were
(Jayden)The phone rings just as I finish my third coffee of the morning. I glance at the caller ID: Unknown.But I know it’s Gus. I take a deep breath. This is going to be challenging. I answer, keeping my tone even. “Jayden Brennan.” “Jayden,” Gus replies. “Awful news. I can hardly imagine what you’re going through.” “I’m managing. There’s a lot to get through.” “Yes. Have they released the bodies yet?” “Just waiting on final paperwork, so probably tomorrow. How are you?” “Shit,” he admits, and the bluntness catches me off guard. “Judy’s gone, and I can’t quite believe it.”He exhales. “My biggest regret is not making us a family all that time ago. And now she’s just… gone.” I let the silence stretch, unsure how to respond.“I tried to fix things recently,” Gus continues. “Hoped I could. But Judy played me as much as she played everyone else. She loved me, yes, but she was never going to stop punishing me.” “She knew what she was doing, Gus,” I say. “She manipulated everyo
(Winona)“It’s not,” I admit, keeping my tone neutral. “But it’s important. I have a lot of friends and colleagues here. The deaths and the media surrounding them will have a profound effect on morale. Not to mention investor confidence.”Mia raises an eyebrow. “Investor confidence? Bold of you to assume that’s a concern you need to handle. My family owns half of Brennan Industries. It’s our legacy, and we won’t be giving it up anytime soon.”I hold her gaze, unflinching. “You can hash that out with Jayden. And Mia? Don’t think I’m as easy to manipulate as my sister.”Her smile falters slightly, replaced by something colder. “How is Cass? She disappeared it seems. I was worried.”“Cass is just fine, thanks. She’s safe and well.” I’m not mentioning exactly where Cass is. I don’t trust Mia. “No thanks to you. Getting her involved in drug selling.”“That had nothing to do with me. Cass got herself into her own mess. She wouldn’t listen to me. Why do you think Gabriel got out when he did?
(Winona)The phone buzzes on the counter, Jayden’s name flashes on the screen. It’s been a few hours since we last spoke, and he sounded strained then. I swipe to answer. “Jayden,” I say, “everything okay?” “Not exactly, I need a favor.” “Of course. What’s going on?” He exhales, and I can hear the faint clatter of papers in the background. “I need you to go to Brennan Industries. Talk to the employees. Offer them some support after everything that’s happened with Lance and Judy.” My stomach tightens at the mention of Judy. The entire feud between us has been splashed across every media outlet forever. Everyone at Brennan Industries knew, and they’d seen the fallout.“Why me?” I ask cautiously. “Because you’ve worked with them,” Jayden says. “You’re respected there. They deserve some support because everyone loved Lance and Judy was a well-respected CEO despite her side game with us.” “Jayden, they know about everything between Judy and me. What if they think I’m just showing up