Serena’s POVI can’t sleep.No matter how much I toss and turn, the feeling of Bill’s hands on me during training, the way his body hovered over mine, and the heat between us won’t let me rest. My mind keeps going back to that moment on the mat. The closeness, the intensity, the way he looked at me.
Serena’s POVI’m finally getting the hang of this.Training with Bill is going way better than I thought it would. At first, it was awkward — especially after all the tension from the other night — but now, we’ve settled into a rhythm. There’s still that tension, sure, but it’s like we’ve learned to
Serena’s POVI shouldn’t be here.I sit at the small corner table in Trattoria Rossi, my fingers tapping lightly on the stem of my water glass. The restaurant is dimly lit and cozy, but I can’t shake the unease that’s been sitting in my stomach since I walked in. I didn’t bother dressing up for this
Serena’s POVI wasn’t prepared for this.Calvin sits across from me, his eyes shifting nervously as he takes a deep breath. His usual calm, gentle demeanor is nowhere to be found, replaced by something heavier. The tension in the room is thick, and I’m just waiting for the truth to hit me, but I hav
Serena’s POVMy eyes blur with tears as the weight of Calvin’s words sinks in.I can barely process it all — the warehouse, Bill getting shot, the hospital, the fact that I was put under for an emergency C-section and woke up to find out my baby was gone. But deep down, something doesn’t feel right.
Serena’s POVI’m dragged into the backseat of a sleek black car, and before I can even process what’s happening, the door slams shut behind me.I struggle against the hands gripping my arms, the guards seated in front of me holding me down with a roughness that makes my skin crawl. My breath comes i
Serena’s POVI can’t stop shaking, but I keep the gun steady, aiming it between the guard and the man sitting across from me.My heart’s racing, every nerve in my body screaming at me to stay alert, to keep control. But the man — this calm, polished stranger — just looks at me with that unsettling s
Bill’s POVThe contract I’m staring at might as well be written in a foreign language.I’m in my study, supposedly reviewing some final agreements for Pinnacle AI, but my mind keeps wandering. The numbers blur together, and I rub my temples, trying to force myself to focus. But then, my phone rings.
Daddy vs. the PTA Moms Bill’s POVI don’t know how I got here.That’s the first thing I think as I sit in this painfully bright elementary school cafeteria, surrounded by folding chairs, clipboards, and an army of PTA moms who look like they’ve been planning world domination since the crack of dawn.
Midnight Feedings & Whispered Confessions Serena’s POVI am so tired.The kind of tired that settles into your bones, that makes your limbs feel heavier, that turns your brain into mush. The nursery is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the nightlight.I shift slightly in the rocking chair, adjusti
Calvin’s POVThe sun sets slow, stretching pinks and oranges across the sky, painting the backyard in golden light. It’s one of those perfect LA evenings—warm, easy, humming with the kind of energy that only comes when you know everything is exactly where it’s supposed to be.Everyone is gathered ar
Serena’s POVThe backyard is buzzing with life.Laughter fills the air, blending with the sizzle of the grill and the scent of barbecue. The warm LA sun casts long shadows across the patio, the golden glow stretching over the lawn where the kids are running wild.Collin is chasing Elijah in endless
Calvin’s POVThe view from the conference room stretches out over the city, a sprawling skyline bathed in the late afternoon glow. It’s familiar—home. But today, it feels different. Lighter. No more war to fight, no more enemies lurking in the shadows. Just a future stretching wide open in front of
Serena’s POVThe late afternoon sun drapes golden light over the backyard, filtering through the trees and making everything glow. Collin’s laughter rings out as he sprints across the grass, his little legs moving fast, arms pumping as he dodges Noah and Isla. The twins are determined, giggling as t
Stevie’s POVI wake up to warmth. The kind that seeps into my skin, heavy and comforting, making me want to sink deeper into the sheets. Calvin’s arm is wrapped around me, his chest solid against my back, his slow, steady breathing tickling the nape of my neck.The soft sound of waves crashes just o
Serena’s POVThe bridal suite is filled with soft chatter, the scent of fresh flowers, and the distant hum of a string quartet playing downstairs. The golden afternoon light streams through the windows, casting everything in a soft glow. The air buzzes with energy—anticipation, nerves, excitement.A
Bill’s POVThe rooftop bar is buzzing with energy, the city lights stretching for miles beyond the glass railing. Music hums in the background, not too loud, just enough to blend into the night. The air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of whiskey, cigars, and whatever overpriced cologne James deci