LOGIN~CHAOS AFTER DINNER~ AMAYA’S POV The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of butter, garlic, herbs, and cream as the pasta finished cooking. Beside me, Maria blended fresh pineapple juice, the sweet scent mixing with the savory meal. By the time we were done, we plated the pasta, poured the juice into a glass pitcher, and carried everything to the dining table. I looked at Maria. “You’re eating with us. We both worked hard for this.” She smiled warmly and nodded. “I’d love to.” I walked into the living room. Ethan was sitting on the rug with Ariel, her drawing book spread open between them. She was pointing excitedly at a page while Ethan listened with complete seriousness. “And this one is a baby elephant,” Ariel explained. “It looks like one,” Ethan agreed. “Though I think it needs a friend.” She giggled. “Okay, guys,” I called. “Dinner’s ready.” Both looked over as Ethan stood, effortlessly lifting Ariel into his arms. He was halfway to th
~INSANE~ AMAYA’S POV “My whole world,” I whispered, hugging her tighter before kissing the top of her head. “Now tell me, what does my baby want for dinner?” She pulled back dramatically, pretending to think. Then her eyes lit up. “Crea…my pasta!” she squealed, clapping her tiny hands. I laughed. “Creamy pasta it is.” I looked over at Ethan. “You want some too?” “I’d love some,” he responded excitedly. “Good.” I smiled. “Then both of you stay out of the kitchen.” Ariel frowned immediately. “But I want to help.” I tapped the tip of her nose. “The last time you helped, we found your hair clip in the sauce.” “It was just one!” she protested. Maria burst into laughter. “It was more than one.” Ariel covered her face with both hands, making everyone in the room laugh. I carefully put Ariel down before turning to Ethan with an exaggerated glare. “Go have a bath,” I ordered dramatically. He raised an amused brow but said nothing. I turned to Maria. “Look
~A RIDE HOME~ AMAYA’S POV I still kept my face turned away, pretending to be upset. “Look at me when I’m talking.” His fingers gently caught my jaw, turning my face back to his. He leaned in until his lips hovered just inches from mine. My pulse stumbled. “There’s a CCTV camera in this elevator,” I whispered. His eyes flicked upward before a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Right.” He wet his lips, then reached behind me and pressed the button to start the elevator again. The soft hum filled the silence, yet he didn’t move. He stood so close that every breath I took carried his scent. With my throat suddenly dry, I dropped my gaze to the tattoo curling up the side of his neck, wondering how a man could be so unfairly sexy. The elevator doors slid open. He stepped aside, letting me walk out first. “I already told Tommy you’ll be riding with me tonight,” he said as we headed toward the lobby. I glanced at him. “I thought we agreed I’d go separatel
~ANGRY BIRD~ AMAYA’S POV He was seated behind his desk, his tie gone, the top buttons of his shirt undone. His attention was fixed on the laptop in front of him, fingers moving across the keyboard as if he hadn’t noticed me walk in. I stopped in front of his desk. “Can we talk?” I asked quietly. Without looking up, he answered, “No, Amaya. I don’t want to talk right now.” His calm tone somehow stung more than if he’d shouted. I glanced at the door, wondering if I should just leave. Instead, I walked around the desk, gently pushed his laptop aside and rested a hand on the arm of his chair before turning it to face me. He looked up, his jaw tight. “I know you’re angry,” I said. “I’m not angry.” His eyes stayed on mine. I sighed. “I know you were trying to protect me from Brown. I know why you came.” His expression didn’t change. “But I couldn’t let you fight him. Especially not inside the company.” He gave a short, humorless laugh. “So that’s all you
~INTENSE~ AMAYA’S POV Before I could move, Brown grabbed my waist and shoved me backward until my back hit the cold glass wall behind me. I pushed against his chest with both hands, but he caught my wrists effortlessly and pinned them above my head again. “Brown, let me go,” I said. He ignored me. His face lowered until I could feel his breath against my skin. His hot breath trailed along my neck, sending unwanted sparks across my skin. I jerked my knee up hard, aiming for his groin, but he caught my leg with one hand, smirking. He chuckled lowly, those wicked dimples flashing. “You keep forgetting I know you better than anyone. Every spot that heats you up… every place that drives you insane.” His eyes searched mine. “I know exactly how you think… every damn thing.” “That was in the fucking past,” I shot back, forcing every ounce of courage into my voice. “Nothing about you has any effect on me anymore.” His jaw flexed. “Are you sure?” His lips brushed my ne
~UNEXPECTED~ AMAYA’S POV By the time Ethan and I returned from lunch, we both got straight back to work. He disappeared into another executive meeting while I settled behind my desk, completely focused on organizing the operational schedule and workflow he’d asked me to prepare. A notification popped up on my computer. From: Office of the Chairman Subject: Immediate Attendance Mr. Brown Hilton requests your presence in the Chairman’s office. I stared at the email before leaning back in my chair. “What the hell does he want now?” I muttered under my breath. Was I even obligated to go? Not anymore. Ethan was my boss now, not Brown. I clicked the email shut and continued typing as if I’d never seen it. Five minutes later, a shadow fell over my desk. I looked up. A man in a black suit stood before me, one of the chairman’s security personnel. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Hilton.” His tone was respectful, but his expression remained unreadable. “The Chairman has







