LOGINDaniel’s pov I found her in the study that evening, seated at the far end of the table with a stack of documents spread in front of her, her attention fixed on the screen of her laptop like nothing else existed. She didn’t look up when I walked in.I closed the door behind me and stayed where I was for a second, watching her. She didn’t move. She didn’t pretend not to notice me either. She just continued working, like my presence didn’t require acknowledgment.“We need to talk,” I said.She didn’t answer immediately. Her fingers paused briefly over the keyboard, then resumed, slower this time, like she was finishing something before deciding whether I was worth her attention.“About work?” she asked without looking up.“No.”That got a reaction from her. Her hands stilled completely this time, and after a second, she closed the file in front of her and finally looked at me.Her expression was neutral. “Then make it quick,” she said.I walked further into the room, stopping across fr
Eunice’s pov I didn’t go to Daniel’s house just to see Jocelyn. That part was necessary, but it wasn’t the point.People like Jocelyn always needed to be seen up close before you decided how to handle them. From a distance, they looked manageable, predictable. Easy to place into a plan. But that was rarely accurate. The moment I stood in front of her, I knew she wasn’t as simple as Ethan had assumed.She wasn’t weak.That didn’t make her dangerous yet, but it meant she could become a problem if she wasn’t handled properly.And problems, if left alone, always grew.I stood by the window of my apartment, looking out at the city without really seeing it, my phone still in my hand. The call had ended a few seconds ago, but the conversation lingered.Victoria never wasted time. She also never repeated herself.“What’s your assessment?” she had asked.“I want more authority,” I replied. “More than expected.”“And Daniel?”That was the real question.“He hasn’t reacted yet,” I said. “But he
80. Daniel’s povI didn’t respond immediately when Ethan finished speaking.The room was quiet, but not calm. There was tension sitting under everything, sharp and obvious, and everyone felt it. I could see it in the way people avoided eye contact, in the way no one moved unless they had to. They were waiting for my reaction.I looked at Ethan for a second longer than necessary, then shifted my attention to the documents on the table in front of me. His proposal was already printed, already reviewed, already understood before he even opened his mouth.He always did that. Built something that sounded solid on the surface, structured just enough to pass, and then pushed it forward like it was the only logical option.It wasn’t.I picked up the file, flipped it open, and skimmed through it again without urgency.“You’re proposing we restructure the Westbridge account under a separate management unit,” I said.“Yes,” Ethan replied, calm and confident. “It isolates the risk and reassures t
Ethan's povI walked into the conference room already irritated.The Westbridge issue had turned into a mess faster than it should have, and everyone was tense because of it. The legal team was on edge, the finance department kept shifting blame, and the board wanted answers nobody had yet. It should have been simple. Fix the breach, stabilize the client, and move on.Instead, everyone was acting like the company was already falling apart. BlpI dropped into my chair and looked around the room. Half the executives were already there. A few people stopped talking the second they saw me. The rest pretended they hadn’t been talking in the first place.Then Jocelyn walked in.She looked exactly the same as she always did, put together, calm, unreadable but something about her had changed over the last week. She didn’t smile at anyone. She didn't’t waste time with greetings. She went straight to the head of the table, opened the file in front of her, and started reviewing notes like she d
DANIEL’s POVSomething was off about jocelyn.I noticed it the morning after the argument, but I didn’t say anything about it. I woke up later than usual, and she was already gone. That in itself wasn’t strange, she had always been up early, but there was a difference this time. The room felt empty in a way it hadn’t before, like she hadn’t just left for the day but had taken something else with her.I ignored it at first thinking it was just normal.I got ready, went through my usual routine, and didn’t think much about it. People needed space after arguments, and that was fine. It was expected. What I didn’t expect was for it to continue.At breakfast, she wasn’t there. The table was set, her cup was gone, and the staff moved around like nothing was unusual, but I noticed the change. She hadn’t waited. She hadn’t left anything behind. It was quick and deliberate.I sat down anyway, took a few bites, and left earlier than usual.At work, it became clearer to me.I called her mid-morn
Jocelyn’s povAfter what happened between me and Daniel, I stopped trying, and the moment I made that decision, everything shifted in a way that was quiet but absolute, like something inside me had drawn a line and refused to step over it again.I didn’t wake up angry the next morning. I didn’t wake up emotionally either. If anything, I woke up clear. Not peaceful, not settled, but clear enough to know that whatever I had been holding onto before, whatever expectation I had built in my head about what this was supposed to be, I needed to let it go before it turned into something worse. Because pushing him hadn’t worked, asking questions hadn’t worked, and reacting had only given him more reason to shut me out, so I chose the only thing left that I could control.Which is dstance. I decided to distance myself from him.I got out of bed earlier than usual, moving quietly so I wouldn’t wake him, although I wasn’t even sure why I bothered being careful. I didn’t sit there and watch him th
JOCELYN’s POVI turned off the engine and rested my back against the seat, taking a deep breath in and then out like a practiced step. I’d left my office about an hour ago for this twenty minute drive but I’d driven as slow as I possibly could as well as had to keep stopping to steady myself and no
JOCELYN’s POVDaniel pressed the horn again, and I sped up as much as I could, which really wasn’t much. I was wearing four-inch stiletto and there was no way I was going to risk busting my head in when I fell because patience wasn’t part of his vocabulary. I glanced around us and, seeing there wer
JOCELYN’s POVI was tempted to massage my forehead. Unfortunately, what he had just said was difficult even for me. All my belongings were in the place I lived, and I definitely wasn’t in the right frame of mind to confront anybody, especially not Clarissa’s parents. They’d housed, fed and taken ca
JOCELYN’s POVDaniel stopped the car and stepped out without a word to me. As expected. I rushed out of the car with my bags and hurried to catch him, his long footsteps only putting more distance between us, but God forbid I even ask him to calm down. The embarrassment and humiliation I’d felt fro







