تسجيل الدخولI was smiling when I returned to my room.For once, I felt like everything was going to be okay.I had a strange sense of hope sitting heavily in my chest, accompanied by a belly filled with butterflies.It was odd.After weeks of convincing myself that whatever Zane and I had was dead and buried, I had finally allowed myself to wonder if maybe I had been wrong.Maybe we could fix this.Maybe the distance between us didn't have to last forever.Maybe...Maybe he still wanted me.I hated how quickly my mind ran with the possibility.I fell onto my bed and stared at the ceiling, replaying the evening in my head.The way he'd smiled when I stole his food.The way he'd laughed.The way we'd worked together without arguing.It had felt normal.Like us.And perhaps that was what scared me the most.Because I didn't want normal if normal meant eventually losing him.~The next morning, I walked into my office to find Maya standing beside my desk with the biggest grin I'd seen on her face in
I was falling deeper for her and she didn't even realize it.Sloane believed in me.She didn't know how much it meant to me that she did.As the day wound down into evening, we flipped through record after record, comparing figures and arguing over numbers neither of us wanted to admit we had misunderstood.We even ordered Chinese food, giving the cook the night off.As we ate in comfortable silence, taking breaks from work, we exchanged glances every now and then.It felt strangely normal.Too normal.I watched her pick at her noodles while scrolling through one of the reports on her tablet."You know you can eat without working, right?"She didn't look up when she responded. "So can you.""I'm not the one who's been staring at the same page for ten minutes." Was my retort. Her eyes finally lifted."I was thinking.""About?""How you're going to fix this mess."I laughed under my breath."You're very supportive, you know that?""I said I'd help. I never said I'd be nice about it."T
It wasn't unusual to find him in his home office.But what was unusual was seeing him this stressed.I stood at the door for a moment, watching him flip through one financial record after the other. The numbers weren't adding up.When Zane finally looked up, my eyes met his tired ones. He glanced at his watch."You're home early." "Apparently, so are you."His brows pulled together. "I've been home for hours."I stepped further into the room.That explained the untouched coffee sitting beside his laptop and why his shift was mostly unbuttoned. "You haven't eaten." I said, knowing how he could get he was exhausted. "I'm fine.""You look terrible." I remarked. His lips twitched. "Thank you."I almost smiled. Almost.Instead, I walked over to the desk and glanced at the papers scattered across it."What happened?""Nothing." "Zane." There was a warning in my tone. He sighed and leaned back in his chair."Della-Ross Holdings is losing money."I looked down at the documents again."
I felt out of place in the office that morning. When I looked around, it felt like I didn't deserve to be there. So when I entered, I laid my head on the table fighting back the tears so I wouldn't feel smear my makeup but also so that I wouldn't feel weak.I didn't realize when I texted him that we needed to talk. In the true sense of it, what did we have to talk about? There was nothing to say to each other.He bruised my ego, I hit him and told him I'd never forgive him. He probably hated me for hitting him to. So what else did I want to say?The door opened and I raised my head to see Maya walk in."You have a visitor ma'am." She announced.I sat up. "Who is it?""Mr. Asher Della-Ross."My brows furrowed.Of all the people I expected to see today, he was nowhere near the list."What does he want?""He said it's regarding a business proposal." I stared at her for a few seconds almost like I was trying to read her mind because her expression gave nothing away. "Send him in."
She slapped me. I should have been angry. But all I could think of was the fierce look in her eyes when she did it. She hadn't slapped me because I had hurt her physically.She had slapped me because I had hurt something far more important.I had hurt her pride, her independence and her belief that she was capable of standing on her own two feet.I had spent months watching Sloane fight for that position.I had watched her sit through meetings with lawyers, endure accusations from her stepmother and lose sleep over a company she had spent years building even while her father was alive. I knew how hard she had worked.I knew better than anyone else that she deserved to be sitting in that office.And yet, I had gone behind her back and pulled strings anyway.Not because I doubted her.Because I loved her.Somehow, that realization made everything worse.I walked slowly into my office and closed the door behind me.My fingers brushed against my cheek.It still stung.But the physical
Being back to work was absolutely the best thing that could happen to my scee racing mind. It kept me occupied and reduced thoughts of Zane drastically. We barely even saw each other anymore. I was out of the house as early as possible and came back late because I was trying to make up for all the time lost during my suspension.It was on a fine Thursday morning on what I thought would be a regular workday that I heard very familiar footsteps that sounded like someone aggressively snapping raw spaghetti noodles under a heavy rug."Oh God," I muttered under my breath. Why do these people keep letting her into my space when they know how much we hate each other? I thought. "Hello, little miss CEO." I hated the sight of her fake smile. To the rest of the world, it was endearing. But I had seen it so many times to know that there was a viper underneath that seemingly sweet smile. "Veronica.""You don't seem happy to see your stepmother." "My day is officially ruined at the sight o
The post went live at 11:58 PM, and I watched the engagement metrics climb from my office with a drink in my hand that I sipped from slowly.Numbers didn't lie. Before I could keep track, the likes hit ten thousand in minutes and comments flooded in faster than the platform could organize them. Of
"You can't just move me into your house without asking."Zane didn't even glance at me as the car pulled up to the gates. The estate sprawled beyond them like something out of a fever dream. It had sharp angles, floor-to-ceiling glass. And it was perched on a cliff that overlooked the city like it
We are getting married tomorrow.Two days. That was all it had taken from the signed contract to the scheduled wedding. I had expected Sloane Reed to take the full three days, maybe longer. Instead she had called Patrick from the café, confirmed the date before she even stood up from the table, and
He walked in and every head in the café turned. I had already been seated for ten minutes, black coffee in front of me that I hadn't touched, the file on the table within reach. I had chosen the corner table deliberately. Away from the windows, away from anyone who might recognize either of us and







