LOGINNobody moved inside the room as they finally see what Althea is telling them about.The invisible man.The forgotten brother.The patient observer.The one nobody paid attention to.They watched as Althea wrote another word.MARGINSCircle.Then another.VISIBILITYThen she crossed it out.She turned, looking directly at Enzo."What did Aurelio say when you, guys went to interrogate him?” She asked."Alessandro was the first fracture." Enzo immediately answered."And?""Luca opened the rest."She nodded and then smiled, but not happily. "Exactly." She affirmed and remained silent for a while. She tapped the board, staring at it intently. "Aurelio wasn't talking about deaths. He was talking about vacancies."Nobody spoke nor breathed as what Althea is saying to them finally clicked.The room itself felt different from the time she flung the door open."When Alessandro died..." Althea continued as she pointed to the name and repeated the same thing to the next name. "A position opened.
The war room was loud and intense.It was the kind of noise made by intelligent men trying desperately to solve a puzzle with half its pieces missing.Papers covered the table as well as walls.Maps of the Valtieri Estate are by Dominic’s reach as well as security reports, board member profiles, corporate structures that he managed to get from those that are secretly loyal to his father.Sebastian stood near the large whiteboard with a marker in hand.He wrote names, crossing out possibilities, building connections but then destroying them minutes later while letting out curses.Antonio sat with both feet propped on another chair, gripping his third coffee while Vincent beside him is reviewing financial reports.Roberto is on a secure phone, calling old contacts while Ulysses sat quietly, reading historical council records.Michael had arrived half an hour earlier and was now examining Valtieri Holdings' organizational charts with August beside him, commenting from time to time when h
Years.She wrote years.Alessandro.Eighteen years.Luca.Twenty-one years.Matteo.Thirty years.She froze as she looked at the numbers.Thirty years.Thirty years.Thirty years.The realization sent chills down her spine.Matteo wasn't absent but was patient.Althea stared at the page."Oh my God." The words escaped again.Nobody noticed or heard because suddenly, everything looked different as she stared at the papers in front of her.Her brain moved rapidly."No." She said to herself as she placed down the papers on her desk. "He wasn't forgotten. He let himself be forgotten. But he stayed in the margins and stayed invisible."Then she stopped and her eyes widened."That's why."She looked toward the window and saw that the estate grounds below looked peaceful.Matteo never competed with Alessandro.He never competed with Luca.He never competed with Dominic.He waited and the realization terrified her because ambitious people made mistakes while patient people didn't.She grabbed
The Medical Wing never slept.While mostly the other parts of Blackstone had quiet moments, the medical wing never did.There will always be someone needing help.Someone always needed medication.Someone always needed reassurance.Someone always needed saving.It was one of the reasons Althea loved it and hated as well.Today was one of those days because for the first time in years, she just wanted her brain to stop.However, it refused.Seven-thirty in the morning, Althea, taking over the rounds since Helena told her that she needs to go back to her island to check on a patient that one of her doctors had operated on last night, stood beside the bed of the patient she had operated on the previous day.Mr. Carlos Lind.Forty-nine years old.Collapsed lung.Three fractured ribs.Internal bleeding.He should have died but instead, he’s awake and complaining to Althea, which is a very good sign.She checked his chart."Pain?" She questioned calmly."Five."She looked up and gave him a
The mattress shifted again, returning her to the present.Dominic still hadn't slept neither had she.Hours earlier, before they even came to bed, she had already told him.The moment she was finally done from her surgery, Helena informed her about the emergency board announcement.The moment everything changed.Althea still remembered entering their room and finding Dominic sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked exhausted, physically, mentally and emotionally.The interrogation.The Axis.The vault.Aurelio.Weeks of stress.Months of uncertainty.Years of responsibility.It all sat visibly on his shoulders."Dominic." She called gently as she closed the door.He looked up and immediately noticed her expression."What happened?" He asked slowly as he stood up.The words had come slowly because even then she sensed it wouldn't end well."There's news." She replied and watched Dominic trying to hide a sigh.That action alone made her chest ache. It was not because he was annoyed but
The room was dark though not completely.Moonlight slipped through the gaps in the curtains, casting pale silver across the bedroom, enough to illuminate outlines of the room.The bed.The dresser.The armchair near the window.The broad shape of Dominic beside her.Althea lay on her side facing away from him, her eyes closed but she wasn’t sleeping.Neither was Dominic.She knew because Dominic had shifted positions four times in the last twenty minutes. The movement is not enough to disturb most people but enough to disturb her because she knew him.Every version of him.The younger Dominic who used to sneak into her study room back at the apartment after an online meeting because he missed her.The determined Dominic who spent nights taking care of her when she’s sick while she fell asleep on his shoulder.The angry Dominic who carried the burden of Alessandro's expectations.The broken Dominic she thought she had lost forever.The man beside her now.She knew all of them and she k
He took her to Paris for their first official date. He had arranged in advance a private dinner in a cozy, candlelit restaurant with the view of the Eiffel Tower, shimmering from the distance.It took them a while to go since he adjusted based on Althea’s schedule. It was one of the things that she
FLASHBACK: DOMINIC MEETS ALTHEA FOR THE FIRST TIMEThe gymnasium at St. Celestine University was packed wall to wall as thousands of students spilled across the bleachers, faculty lining the front row, cameras flashing, banners fluttering in the air-conditioned breeze.The Valtieri Foundation was d
Dominic slammed the heavy door of the Valtieri meeting room behind him, the metal rattling against its frame as his boots hit the marble with clipped, lethal precision. His blood was still boiling. He is livid, feeling his pulses through every muscle. Yet his expression remained carved from stone.T
The conference room felt smaller compared to what happened an hour ago. Pressure thickened the air within the four corners, sharp, metallic, suffocating. The Valtieri elders are no longer merely displeased. They were livid.At the center of the storm, Dominic stood. His jaw locked, hands steepled b







