LOGINRYAN'S POV
I tapped my fingers on the edge of my desk, a slow, steady rhythm. The red divorce certificate sat in front of me a silent reminder of everything I had ended. I stared at it for a while, letting the silence stretch. Five minutes passed. Maybe more.Then Derek returned."Sir, I finally found it," he said, a hint of relief in his voice.I raised an eyebrow, my eyes narrowing. "Found what?""The surveillance footage from Yellow Brick Road.CATHERINE'S POVMy heels clicked against the office floor. I hadn't expected Kate Walker to show up at Paragon Technologies today, and yet here she was, storming in with hands on her hips and a scowl that could stop traffic.Before she could lunge forward, I reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pushed her back. Kate stumbled, losing her balance, and landed hard on the floor with a groan."Madam Walker, mind your behavior," I said, my voice flat. "If you want to throw hands, I won't hesitate to do the same."Her face twisted in rage. "How dare you speak to me like that!"In the past, I would have cowered under such fury. Obedience had been my default. But today, I was different."I knew you were a bitch," Kate spat. "All this time pretending to get along with me."I raised an eyebrow and said nothing."You refused to take a single cent when you divorced Ryan," she went on, her voice rising. "And now you have the n
CATHERINE'S POVThe next morning, sunlight had already sifted through the curtains. The rain was gone. My throat was scratchy, but my head felt clear.Did Ryan drive me home? I wondered.Someone had fed me medicine. I could picture a hand holding a glass. Was it him?I pushed the questions away and got ready. The office was waiting."Daphne, have the Dwells contract ready. Their boss is coming to sign," I told my assistant.Daphne blinked. "You actually closed with them?"I smiled without showing my teeth. "Someone helped me get them to say yes."I hung my coat and sat down. Papers, calls, deadlines. That rhythm steadied me.My desk phone rang. The receptionist said, "A man named Jason Carter is here to see you.""No, send him up," I said.When he entered, Jason moved like he'd always belonged in rooms like mine. He sat, relaxed, eyes quick and sharp."You settled in fast
CATHERINE'S POVRain poured down hard, drenching the streets of Jordan County. I shivered as I stood next to my car, phone pressed to my ear. My head felt light, and my feet wobbled slightly on the slick pavement.Ryan's eyes darkened as he stepped closer, his hands moving before I could react. Calmly, he took the phone from my hand and ended the call.Before I could even protest, he scooped me up in his arms. The sudden lift made me gasp, nearly dropping my umbrella. My fingers instinctively clutched his jacket, the cold seeping into my skin."Ryan, put me down!" I yelled.He ignored me, opening the passenger door and settling me inside."Are you done causing trouble?" I snapped, my voice sharp. "I can find a driver. You don't have to worry about me."His jaw tightened. I saw him notice the stubborn tilt of my head and the way I refused to meet his eyes."It's raining cats and dogs. Even if you ordered ano
RYAN'S POVThe door creaked open, and the quiet shuffle of leather shoes broke through the haze of smoke and soft chatter.Catherine lifted her eyes for a second long enough to meet my sharp stare. Just as quickly, she looked down again, her fingers loosening on the teapot until it clinked lightly against the table."Mr. Brooks, what a surprise," Chester said as he jumped up, smoothing his tie with one hand. The older men at the table shifted uneasily.I was younger than most of them, but no one in Jordan County doubted the reach of Summit Industries. My influence carried enough weight to silence even the boldest.My eyes flicked once more toward Catherine before I spoke again."Heard you were here playing cards, Mr. King. Thought I'd drop in and say hello."Paul forced a grin. "It's Friday night. No harm in some cards. Why don't you join us? Miss Clark happened to be here, talking about a shipment order. We convinced he
SEVENTEENCATHERINE'S POVI wouldn't have stayed at the beach house that night, but sleep had pulled me under anyway. The loud ring of my phone cut through the darkness. I fumbled for it on the nightstand."Hello?""Madison Clark? It's me, Daphne."Her voice snapped me awake. I quickly recognized it—Michael's secretary. Michael had sent Daphne to Marseille so she wouldn't have to face the tech complaint alone."What's going on?"I dragged myself toward the bathroom, one hand pressed to my chest."There are urgent files waiting for your signature. When will you be in the office?"I closed my eyes, glanced at the clock on my phone screen, and muttered, "8:30."The call ended. I splashed cold water across my face, letting it sting my skin awake. My reflection in the mirror looked strange my lips drawn tight.Why did I drink so much last night?By the time I reached the offic
RYAN'S POV"You may have used this really sweet."Sarah set the glass down. Her smile was small, a little forced. "Thanks for remembering what I like."My mouth tugged at the corners. "I remember everything you like. Tomorrow, I'll call the orchard and have them send two crates of mangoes straight to your parents' house. If you want any other fruit, just say so.""Sure," she muttered, pushing her chair back. Her face was pale for a second. "I'm going to the restroom. Keep talking with my dad."She gathered the hem of her dress and walked off quickly, her steps shaking. I watched her go, something uneasy settling in my chest.She didn't look well.But Thomas Gray was already leaning in, talking about business. "Some industries will always support you, Ryan, but with the right alliances, Paragon Technologies doesn't stand a chance."I nodded, but my attention drifted. Twenty minutes passed. Maybe more. Sarah







