LOGINThe soft hum of the engine filled the narrow space like a distant echo from a dream that had not fully released her yet. Naomi stirred slowly beneath the soft blanket covering her body. Her head still felt heavy, her throat dry, and every breath felt like waking after a long illness. It took several
In the end, Lydia gave a faint smile. “No. Of course not.”“Let’s move,” Cale said flatly.They left the suite at a brisk pace. The hotel corridor looked calm, too calm, with thick carpet swallowing the sound of footsteps and warm yellow lights making everything appear normal. Yet that very stillnes
Three knocks sounded at the suite door, soft but clear enough to cut through the tension hanging in the air. No one moved for a fraction of a second. It was as if the entire room had stopped breathing together.Lydia, standing near the table, instinctively turned toward the door. Her fingers were gr
Don Falcon’s office occupied the highest floor of the mansion, overlooking a stretch of city that seemed small beneath the vast glass windows. But that morning, no one in the room dared appreciate the view. The air felt heavy, dense with pressure that came entirely from the man seated behind the gle
“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
Eli swallowed hard. Her gaze flickered from one face to another, all of them waiting—expecting her to speak. Yet when she tried to open her mouth, her throat felt unbearably dry, as if sharp thorns were lodged there, blocking her voice.She lowered her head, fingers twisting together tightly on her
That morning continued as it normally would—or at least, that was how it appeared.Riana settled back into her chair with measured movements, but anyone who knew her well would recognize the truth: her anger was being forced into submission by sheer dignity. The teacup in front of her had gone cold,
The car came to a stop in the apartment parking area, the engine shutting off slowly.“We’ve arrived, ma’am,” the driver said before hurrying to open the door for them.Selena stepped out first, her movements light. She adjusted her hair, picked up her bag, and walked ahead without looking back. Wit
Eli had no choice but to nod, even though the weight in her chest felt unbearable.They kept walking toward the crowd—toward the towering glass-fronted building—where cameras were already raised, microphones lined up, and bright lights blazing, ready to capture whatever was about to happen.This cle







