Se connecterDon 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
“Like what?”“Being… warm to strangers.”Lydia chewed slowly before answering. “No. I’m selective.”“Then why me?”“I don’t know,” Lydia said lightly. “Maybe fate?”That answer left Naomi quiet.To shift the mood, Lydia began talking about small, ordinary things. About a woman named Althea who, in h
Morning crept slowly into the hotel suite, still wrapped in silence. The heavy curtains had not been fully opened, leaving only pale lines of light stretched across the floor. In the guest room, Naomi woke with ragged breaths, her body drenched in cold sweat. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, a
Morning arrived in Berlin beneath a pale sky, the air still carrying the last bite of the night’s cold. On the upper floor of Brandon’s modern office tower, the main conference room had been prepared an hour earlier. A long wooden table was lined with final documents, the presentation screen already
The atmosphere at Callister Group that morning was just as usual—calm yet pulsing with a steady rhythm of activity. Daven entered without a word, his charcoal-gray suit moving fluidly with the confident strides he took. Every employee he passed simply offered a respectful nod, aware that their boss
“Mayor Harold has invited you to dinner, Mr. Daven,” Arsen said once they were on their way to the TnC building in the city center. “As you instructed, I informed him of your arrival in SunCity this afternoon.”Daven only gave a brief nod, not particularly concerned. Arsen could be relied upon for c
My Wife:I already gave Arsen my full schedule for the month. Why didn’t you tell me yours? I want to talk to you. Is it really that hard to talk to your own husband? Are you as busying as the president or something?Daven stared blankly at his phone screen. He didn’t bother to reply. The only thing
Althea pushed open the steel door at the end of the fifth-floor hallway—a heavy door with a cold metal handle that led straight to the secret rooftop garden above the administration building. A place she’d only recently discovered. Chase had mentioned it once, calling it his favorite spot to unwind.







