LOGINI went to the bar to blow off steam. He went to escape his world. Neither of us expected that moment. One too many drinks and I did the unthinkable. I kissed a stranger. Not just a kiss. A desperate, heated, reckless mess of lips and need. Right there in the corner of the bar, I kissed him like he belonged to me. And for a second… it felt like he did. No names. No promises. No consequences. When I walked into my new job the next morning, and saw him behind the desk. Matteo Russo. Billionaire. CEO. Cold-hearted devil in a tailored suit. And now? My boss. He remembers every detail. So do I. How long can I survive working under the man whose touch still burns on my lips?
View MoreRyan’s POVI leaned back in my chair, staring at the blinking message on my phone. A gala. Matteo and Sarah were truly going through with it. They thought they could outmaneuver me.I clenched my jaw, reading the details again. Alessandro was gone, yet somehow they had the audacity to host a celebration so soon. No. This wasn’t just a gala it was a trap. For me. For Isabelle. Maybe even for Damian.But did they think I was that stupid? That I wouldn’t sniff out their pathetic little plan before it even took shape? I smirked, tossing the phone on the table.I rose to my feet, pacing the length of the room. Matteo always underestimated me, treating me like the desperate younger brother clinging to scraps. And Sarah sweet, naive Sarah she still believed she could stand against me.The thought made me laugh, low and dangerous. They had no idea who they were dealing with. If they wanted war at the gala, I’d give them war. But I’d be the one writing the final act.I grabbed a glass of whisk
Sarah's POVMy hands trembled as I slid the phone back into my pocket, the echo of my own words still burning in my chest. The hospital’s dim hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and cold metal.I could still see Alessandro’s face in my mind lifeless, gone and every time I blinked, the image burned sharper, fueling the anger in my veins. Ryan’s smugness, Isabelle’s deceit, Damian’s cruelty they would all pay.Mia was still asleep in her room, Ethan by her side. I couldn’t tell them what I’d just done. Not yet. This was my war to fight, and my warning to deliver.I walked toward the elevator, my reflection in its steel doors looking like a stranger’s. My voice had been calm in that text, but inside, I was ready to tear down their entire world.****The rain was still falling when I stood outside Matteo’s apartment building, the cold drops seeping through my coat. I hesitated, my hand hovering over the intercom, unsure if I should disturb him tonight.But Alessandro’s death had carved
Ryan’s POVI leaned back in the leather chair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass. Isabelle sat opposite me, legs crossed, that smug little smile tugging at her lips.“So, Alessandro’s gone,” Isabelle said, almost sing-song, as if talking about the weather. “One less obstacle in our way.”I smirked, taking a slow sip.“Exactly. Matteo will spiral. He’ll lose focus. And when he’s busy grieving… that’s when we take everything.”She tilted her head, her gold earrings catching the light.“Everything? Or just Sarah?”I let out a short laugh. “Both. I want Sarah, and I want Matteo crushed. This is personal now.”Her smile widened.“And here I thought you didn’t mix business with pleasure.”I leaned forward, placing the glass on the table between us.“When it comes to Matteo, I make an exception.”Isabelle’s smile was sly, almost feline, as she leaned forward, lowering her voice.“Then we move to phase two,” she said, tapping a manicured finger against the rim of her wine glass.I raised
Sarah’s POVMia stirred faintly on the bed, pulling me back to the room. I adjusted her blanket with shaky hands, forcing myself to focus on her breathing, steady and soft.But my mind wouldn’t stay quiet. Questions screamed inside my head about Matteo, about Ryan, about Isabelle’s cryptic smirk. I hated how they all seemed to hold pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t solve.The hospital’s hallway light spilled into the room when the door cracked open. My body tensed, expecting Ethan or a nurse. Instead, Alessandro’s driver stepped inside, his eyes searching for me.“Miss Sarah,” he said softly, almost hesitantly. “There’s something you need to hear… from Mr. Alessandro himself. He asked me to bring you.” His gaze was serious, almost urgent.I glanced back at Mia. Leaving her now felt wrong, but the urgency in his voice was undeniable. “Five minutes,” I murmured to Mia, kissing her hand before following the driver out.The hallway felt colder than before. My heels clicked softly against the






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