LOGINAisha’s POVThe day to showcase the jewelry designs finally came. I stood in the design department as I studied each of the sketches hanging on the canvas board. I bypassed a few, hardly impressed by any.A few designs stood out and I acknowledged their effort. Fine lining of sun kissed sketches, turquoise gemstones placed with intentions. Promising, but not enough.What they missed was the essence. The delicate elegance. The tropical softness. The beach-born energy a summer collection should breathe.“Some of these designs are worth bringing into the light. The rest are quite unworthy to be seen, I must say.”I looked at each of them. Uneasiness rippled across their faces.“Give us more time, Ms. Manchester,” Rochelle said.“Time is not on our side. Summer is here.”“We can…”I lifted a finger. She stopped immediately.I pointed at three sketches. “These will be part of the collection, but not the leading pieces.”“But without a leading collection, how do we launch?” Rochelle asked.
Aisha’s POVI sent a text to Oliver as I had promised just as Fiona burst through the door.“Hey, boss lady,” she said, dropping her bag before placing a kiss on my cheek.“Finally,” I grinned.She plopped onto the bed.“I’ve finally proven to Daddy that Fernando isn’t the right man for me. The violent side he displayed, I had it recorded.”“That’s absurd. Why did he smash your phone?” I asked.“Your call came in, and you know the way I saved your number.”I nodded. We had both saved each other's names as My Other Half with lots of emojis.“He thought it was a guy and started calling me a whore. I didn’t even bother explaining because there was no way I was wasting my breath on him. I picked up the phone to answer, and he grabbed my phone and smashed it.” She hissed. “The lunatic.”I stifled a laugh. “What did you do to him?”A wicked grin spread across her face. “Oh, nothing at all. I had already planned to ruin the night and even arranged for someone to record us. Turns out, he ruin
Aisha’s POV“What?” I tried to mask my horror.“I’m carrying Kyle’s baby,” Yvonne announced, and I could see the evil glint in her eyes.My stomach knotted and my fragmented heart shattered again.I wouldn’t let her know she got to me.“And why are you telling me this?”“Like I said, I wanted you to be the first person to hear it before it gets to the media,” she said, seeming pleased with herself.I looked at Kyle. His expression didn’t deny what Yvonne had just said.“You knew about this?” I asked, hoping my voice wouldn’t betray me.He stared at me blankly. “Yes.”I scoffed. “How long? Before we got to Atlanta or after we returned to Winchester?”“While we were in Atlanta,” he responded without an iota of guilt.While I was busy feeling loved, he knew his ex was pregnant with his child.I chuckled dryly. She was never his ex after all.“Congratulations.”The word almost choked in my throat. I walked away from them.I should have known. The moment we landed, he spent more time on hi
Kyle’s POVWhen I saw Aisha walking toward the boardroom, she looked like power wrapped in elegance. She was dressed in black as though she owned the walls themselves.A tailored blazer hugged her frame with effortless grace, draping over a fitted top that revealed confidence without trying too hard.High waisted trousers flowed down her legs, sharp and refined, while a slim belt with gold hardware cinched her waist with quiet sophistication.Gold hoops framed her face like tiny crowns, catching the light every time she moved. Her dark brown hair was pulled into a sleek center part that made her look untouchable. Cold in the most beautiful way.Something tightened in my chest.She had spoken to me like a woman in power earlier, and now every step she took carried authority. The kind that silenced a room before a single word was spoken.I deliberately left the head seat for her.After all, she was the one taking control of this company.She sat down.“You kept us waiting,” Charles said.
Aisha’s POVI tried Fiona’s number for the third time as I walked into the house. It still wasn’t connecting. I hadn’t been able to reach her since yesterday.I saw Marie Ann instructing Ernest on where to place dinner on the dining table.“Aisha, you’re back,” she smiled when she saw me.“Yes,” I smiled back. “Is Ethan back too?”She shook her head. “He said he would be running late. We can go ahead and have dinner without him.”“Oh,” I sighed. “I’m not hungry though. You can go ahead,” I added, turning toward the stairs.“Aisha, wait,” she called after me. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”I turned around. “About?”“Oliver. He’s a good man, honestly. Ethan and I think he would be a good match for you.”I shrugged. She had never spoken to me about boys before. Not like this.“Umm, Marie…”“I know, I know,” she sighed. “You’re Kyle’s girlfriend.”“No, I’m not. We ended the contract,” I said quickly.Her eyes widened in surprise. “For real?”I nodded.“Ethan will be so happy to hear t
Aisha’s POVI walked into D’Lise Designs building ready to take over the business.I’m doing this all for Cara, I mentally told myself.I met the staff chatting instead of discussing the next summer project.“Please stop being loud. Some of us are still trying to work,” a lady said, and the others jeered at her.I cleared my throat and they all turned to look at me.“And who are you?” One of them snapped.“Is this what you were hired to do here? Sit around and discuss irrelevant things?” I said sharply.“And who the hell are you to question us?” another fired back.“I am your new boss,” my tone remained calm and controlled. I had expected Kyle to brief them before my arrival.But of course, he hadn’t.She snickered. “Oh please. We know our boss, and it’s definitely not you.”Her eyes dragged over me dismissively.“If you’re the CEO, then I’m the president,” another added, and they all laughed.I gave a small smile. “I would show you the paperwork, but I don’t have the time. Are you al
Kyle’s POVI narrowed my eyes at Yvonne standing in my office. How many times had I warned her never to come here? It had been over a year since the breakup, and she still refused to let go.“What the fuck are you doing here?” she lashed out at Aisha.“I should be asking you that question,” I fired
Aisha’s POVThe silence that followed his words stretched unbearably thin.Because I plan to make you suffer.My throat went dry as I stared at him. This was a mistake. Coming back here was a mistake. I should have never allowed Charles transfer me to the headquarters. Thinking I could start over w
Aisha’s POVSunlight stabbed my eyes, and my head throbbed.“Damnit, Isha. No more alcohol,” I groaned.I scrambled for my phone. Gone. Where the hell did I put it?The door burst open. Fiona grinned. “Morning, girl.”“Fi… do you know what happened last night? My phone is missing.”She smirked. “Eth
Aisha’s POVLaughter, clinking glasses, music vibrating through polished floors of the reception hall when Fiona and I walked in. The kind of celebration that should have felt warm.Instead, my chest tightened.Kyle was already seated at our table.Across from me.My feet stalled, instinctively t







