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Game over. He is mine!
Michelle’s POVThe soft sound of the television fills my apartment with a background drone, but the moment the screen flares to life with breaking news, it becomes irrelevant, my eyes glued to the image of Logan Rossi standing at a podium with Madeline O’Connor Santoro at his side, the sunlight catching the contours of his jaw and the sharp angle of his cheekbones, making him look every bit the man I have loved since high school, the boy who swore that no matter what, no matter where life took us, we would always return to each other, and yet here he is, claiming her, his hand resting possessively at the small of her back, fingers curled with a casual confidence that makes my chest tighten and my stomach drop into a pit of disbelief, and my lips part involuntarily, a soundless gasp escaping as I take in the scene that the world is now witnessing in real time, a scene I cannot rewind, cannot ignore, and cannot erase.I feel the blood drain from my face as the anchor’s voice delivers th
Game over. Facing enemies.
Maddie’s POVThe conference hall still echoes with the flashing of cameras and the furious shouts of unanswered questions as Logan and I step away from the podium, the twins already being led to safety down a side corridor with their nanny. My heart is still beating in a steady, forceful rhythm that feels like the pounding of war drums, not from fear, but from the knowledge that what has been said today cannot be taken back, cannot be undone and cannot be softened by explanations or apologies. Bella Rosa is finished. My engagement to Logan is no longer a private promise but a public declaration. Conner and Carmen are no longer just my children. They are the Rossi heirs, their existence carved into the headlines that will run before the day is even over.The heavy doors swing closed behind the last of the reporters, and for a moment, there is silence. The silence does not last long, though, not because of the cameras or the shuffling of assistants, but by the measured sound of footste
Game over. The press conference.
Maddie’s POV The cameras flash like lightning, blinding bursts that ricochet across the hall as Logan and I step up onto the stage, the weight of expectation settling heavily over the crowd of reporters, investors, and onlookers who have packed themselves into the conference hall. The air is thick with speculation, the buzz of whispered questions swelling and breaking in waves that crash into sudden silence the moment Logan’s tall frame commands the podium, his presence effortlessly dominating the room. I stand just to his side, my chin lifted, my expression composed, every inch of me the woman who has walked through fire and now refuses to bow to the smoke.Logan’s voice, when he speaks, is steady, deep, carrying the kind of finality that leaves no room for challenge. “Effective immediately, Bella Rosa is no more,” Logan says. The words hang in the air, shocking in their simplicity, no explanation offered, no numbers, no reassurances, just the clean, merciless declaration of an end
Game over. They are going down.
Maddie’s POVSunlight filters through the tall windows of Heavenly’s boardroom, cutting sharp lines across the polished table where the other board members of Bella Rosa are already seated, papers shuffled in nervous hands, eyes darting around the room. I enter with Logan at my side, the subtle click of my heels against the floor echoing like a heartbeat, drawing every gaze toward me. My stomach turns with adrenaline, but my expression is calm. I am Donna Santoro now, not just Maddie, not just a mother, not just a woman who endured, but the woman who commands.“Good morning,” I begin, voice steady, filling the space without needing to raise it. The room falls into silence.“I know you all wonder why I asked you all to be here today. I’ve recently sold my majority shares in Bella Rosa. Effective immediately, Madeline O’Connor now holds a controlling interest in the Bella Rosa group. I sold all my shares to her for one dollar,” Logan says. His words land like stones thrown into still wa
Game over. Are we a family now?
Maddie’s POVThe first thing I become aware of is warmth, the kind that seeps not only from the heavy sheets tangled around me but from the body pressed firmly against my back. Logan’s arm is curved possessively around my waist, his hand resting flat against my stomach, the slow rhythm of his breathing fanning across the back of my neck. The estate is utterly quiet, that rare countryside hush that is never truly silent but filled with the faint chirp of crickets, the rustle of leaves stirred by a distant breeze, the low creak of the house as it settles with age. It is the kind of quiet that feels alive rather than empty.Last night happened, and I do not know how I feel about it. Every inch of my body aches with the memory of it, the kind of ache that makes my skin still buzz with the ghost of his touch, the raw tenderness of being wanted without hesitation. Logan kissed me like I had always belonged to him, and when he finally took me, it felt less like crossing a line and more like
Game over. Is this love?
Maddie’s POVThe silence that follows the signing lingers like smoke after a fire, heavy and charged, as if the walls themselves understand what has just been set in motion. The contract lies on the desk, the black ink still glistening faintly in the lamplight, binding Logan and me not only in a pact of revenge but in something deeper, something that thrums beneath my skin like an unspoken promise. I trace my fingers along the edge of the desk as I stand there, staring down at the papers as though they might suddenly burst into flame, the weight of the choice pressing down on me and yet lifting me. For the first time in years, I feel like I have power, like I am no longer caged by the legacy of my father or the betrayal of those who were supposed to love me.Logan doesn’t move at first. He simply watches me, his gaze fixed and unwavering, his brooding eyes taking in every flicker of my expression as though he is cataloguing the precise moment Madeline Santoro finally stepped into her
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