Se connecterIf Dominic was ever aloof, after his visit to City A, he became a shadow of himself. Chelsea was tired to trying to get a reaction out of him. He was barely ever at home and spent all his time at the office. She had complained to even his mother but this time no one could get through him. There was only one thing on his mind and that was moving to city A. Dominic had told his assistant to make the necessary preparations for the move and inform the board members about his intentions of expanding Ainsworth into city A. To his surprise, most of the board members were actually happy about his resolve knowing that there was a possibility that he could pose as a competition to Lucian’s company and this could boost the image of their company. Dominic was more than elated to hear that board members agreed with him. It would make the move much more easier. He decided to celebrate this by going home earlier than usual to relax and prepare for the move that was to happen in three day
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The kitchen still smelled faintly of spices and fresh bread when Stephanie walked in like she owned the space.“Sephora! I’ve been looking for you everywhere!”Her voice was loud and her eyes were too bright.Sephora turned fully this time, one hand resting lightly on the counter. Chloe stood beside her, nibbling on a small piece of bread.Stephanie’s gaze dropped immediately.“Oh my goodness,” she said, her tone softening as she stepped closer. “You must be Chloe.”Before Sephora could respond, Stephanie was already crouching down, bringing herself to the child’s level.“You’re even prettier than I heard,” she added gently.Chloe blinked at her, then smiled, a little shy but clearly pleased with the attention.“Thank you auntie,” she said.Stephanie laughed softly. “So polite too. I like you already.”Sephora watched quietly.Stephanie reached out like she wanted to touch Chloe’s cheek, then paused just enough to seem respectful. Chloe didn’t pull away.“Mummy made this for me,” Chlo
Lily’s hands were shaking. “I don’t think I can marry Ethan.” The words hung in the air, for a second, Sephora just stared at her, trying to process what she had just heard. “Lily…” Sephora said softly, stepping closer. Lily began pacing the room, her movements restless and uneven. She pressed her fingers to her temples like she was trying to quiet her own thoughts. “I thought I could do this,” she said, her voice trembling. “I really did. But now that it’s here… I feel like I’m about to make the biggest mistake of my life.” Sephora didn’t interrupt. She just watched her. Lily let out a shaky breath. “You don’t understand. This isn’t just nerves.” “Then help me understand,” Sephora said gently. Lily stopped pacing. For a moment, she just stood there, staring at the floor. “My parents…” she began, her voice quieter now. “They were horrible together. Always fighting. Always shouting. My dad would say the worst things, and my mom… she would throw it right back at him.” “And on
The limousine moved smoothly along the quiet road, the city slowly fading behind them. The buildings grew fewer, the streets wider, and the air somehow calmer. Inside the car, Chloe was anything but calm. “Mommy… will there be kids at grandma’s house?” she asked, her small legs kicking against the seat. Sephora smiled softly. “Maybe, sweetheart.” “Maybe?” Chloe frowned, clearly not satisfied. “I want kids. I don’t want only big people.” Lucian glanced at her from across the seat, his expression calm as always. “There will be people,” he said. “No! I want there to be kids!,” Chloe muttered. Sephora let out a small laugh, but before she could say anything, Chloe suddenly gasped. “My baby!” Both adults turned to her. “My dolly! I forgot her!” Her lips trembled almost instantly, eyes already filling with tears. “I want her…” “It’s okay,” Sephora said quickly, reaching for her. “No!” Chloe said, her voice breaking in that dramatic, very real way only a three-year-old could man
That day, the city stretched wide beneath the glass walls of Sephora’s office, bright and untouchable. Cars moved like quiet streams of light below, distant, insignificant.“Ma’am,” Mira’s voice cut gently through the silence, tablet in hand. “We just got confirmation. President Dominic Ainsworth will be attending the summit.”For a moment, Sephora didn’t react.She stood by the window, one hand lightly resting against the cool glass, her expression was calm. But something shifted behind her eyes.Dominic.The name alone was enough to stir memories she had buried carefully over the past three years. Not erased. Never erased. Just… locked away.She inhaled slowly.“I see,” she said, her tone even.Sephora’s gaze dropped slightly, unfocused now.Three years.It had been three years since everything had ended. Since she had walked away with nothing, no family, no support, no place to belong. Three years since she had learned, painfully and completely, what it meant to be alone.And Dom
Dominic stood frozen for a moment. The crowd around him shifted, voices overlapping, but he barely heard them. Lucian and the woman moved further into the hall, surrounded by people. His assistant stepped up, holding a drink. “Sir… your drink—” Dominic didn’t take it. “Who is she?” “…Sir?” the a
The applause started slowly, then grew louder, filling the grand hall with polite approval.Dominic didn’t hear any of it.His eyes were still locked on her.Sephora.She had looked at him. Just for a second. But that second was enough. Enough to shake everything he thought he knew. Enough to drag
Dominic woke before the alarm.He didn’t move at first. He just stared at the ceiling, breathing slowly, like if he stayed still enough, the image from last night would fade.It didn’t.Her face came back instantly. Clear and alive. .He sat up.His jaw tightened as he ran a hand through his hair.







