FAZER LOGINKate I was pacing my room. My head was full of one thought—Francis. I couldn’t stand him anymore. I couldn’t deal with him. He was sweet, yes, but he was weak. He had no money, no power, and he could never give me the life I wanted. I wasn’t going to waste any more time hoping he would change.I looked out of the window at the city lights, but it didn’t calm me. Nothing could. I had to end this now.I took out my phone and texted him. “We need to talk. Now.”I didn’t care if it sounded harsh. I needed him to understand that this was serious.When I got to the café, he was already there. He looked nervous, fidgeting with his tie. He saw me and smiled, but I didn’t return it.“Kate,” he said carefully, “are you okay?”I dropped my bag on the chair across from him and crossed my legs. “I’m fine,” I said, trying to sound casual. My eyes never left him. “I just needed to talk.”“About what?” he asked, frowning.I leaned forward. “About us. About how I feel.”His eyes widened. “How you fee
Kate’s POVI had a lunch reservation at one of the most exclusive hotels in the city, and I intended to make the most of it. My mother insisted that maintaining the right connections was just as important as money itself, so I agreed to meet one of her acquaintances who claimed to have useful business links.Still, I wasn’t in the best mood.The incident at the boutique hadn’t left my mind. Evian’s attitude, her confidence, the way she stood there like nothing could shake her—it was irritating. She had always been quiet, easy to control, easy to overshadow. Now she acted like she was untouchable, and it didn’t sit well with me.I pushed the thought aside as I stepped out of the car and into the hotel lobby. The environment immediately calmed me. The polished floors, the soft lighting, the quiet luxury it was familiar and reassuring. This was my space. This was where I belonged.I walked toward the private dining section, adjusting my bag slightly as I moved. My meeting wasn’t supposed
Evian’s POVThe conference room was already filled when I walked in, and from the way everyone was seated and quietly talking among themselves, it was obvious they had started forming conclusions long before I arrived.That didn’t bother me.If anything, it made things easier.I walked straight in with Laura behind me, my steps steady and my expression calm. Conversations died down almost immediately, and all attention shifted toward me. I didn’t greet anyone. I didn’t smile. I simply took my seat like I belonged there, because I did.Caleb was sitting across from me, looking relaxed and confident, like he had already won. The small smirk on his face made it clear he believed this meeting would go exactly the way he wanted.He was wrong.One of the senior board members cleared his throat and leaned forward slightly. “Miss Evian, thank you for joining us.”“I own a significant part of this company,” I replied. “There was no scenario where I wouldn’t be here.”A few of them exchanged gl
Evian’s POVI had just stepped out of the shower when my phone started ringing.I didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was.Still, I did.Father.I stared at it for a second, then answered, drying my hair with one hand.“What?” I said flatly.“You have a lot of nerve,” his voice came through immediately, loud and furious. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?”I walked out of the bathroom slowly, completely unbothered. “Good evening to you too.”“Don’t play smart with me, Evian!” he snapped. “Your stepmother just got back. Do you have any idea what you did today?”I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge like this was just another normal call. “If this is about the boutique, then yes. I went shopping.”“You humiliated your sister!” he barked.I grabbed a bottle of water and took a slow sip before answering. “That’s interesting. I don’t remember forcing her card to decline.”There was a brief silence on the other end, then his voice dropped, colder
Evian’s POVThe boutique doors slid open, and I walked in without hesitation, my heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor. The place smelled like luxury clean, expensive, and deliberate. Racks of designer pieces lined the walls, each item carefully displayed like it was art.A sales assistant approached immediately. “Welcome, Miss. How may I assist you today?”“I’m not browsing,” I said simply. “Show me your new arrivals.”She nodded quickly and led me further inside.I didn’t come here to think. I came here to spend.I moved from rack to rack, picking out pieces without overanalyzing them. Dresses, heels, a handbag I didn’t even check the price for. The assistant followed behind me, carefully carrying everything like it was fragile glass.“Add that one too,” I said, pointing at a silk dress on display.“Yes, Miss.”I was halfway through selecting another piece when a familiar voice cut through the air.“Well, isn’t this surprising.”I didn’t need to turn around to know
Evian’s POVThe morning light streamed through the apartment windows, painting the room in soft gold. I was already awake, sleeves rolled up, flipping pancakes with the kind of focus that could rival a chef. The smell of butter and syrup filled the air, and I couldn’t help but feel a small sense of satisfaction. For once, things weren’t chaotic, weren’t demanding, weren’t full of threats or power plays. It was just a simple morning.That was until I heard the soft click of the bedroom door opening behind me.Cassian stepped out, still in his usual casual elegance trousers that fit him perfectly, a simple shirt, hair slightly tousled from sleep but there was a small smile playing on his lips that I didn’t usually see. His phone buzzed in his hand, and he glanced at it, reading something that made his lips twitch into a half smile.“Last night was different,” he muttered under his breath, just loud enough for me to catch.I raised an eyebrow without turning around. “Different? In what
Evian’s POV18+The meeting with the richest man had gone better than I expected. Somehow, sitting across from someone who could literally bend markets with a single decision made me feel both nervous and alive. He had asked insightful questions about the company, my plans, and my vision for its fu
Evian’s POVI arrived at the company headquarters with a mix of anticipation and nerves. The meeting today wasn’t just another pitch; it was the richest man in the city expressing interest in investing in my company. Me. The rightful heir of my mother’s legacy. Somehow, the thought still didn’t fee
Kate’s POVI sat in the living room, twirling a strand of my hair absentmindedly around my finger. The sunlight was spilling through the curtains, but I hardly noticed it. My mind was a whirl of thoughts, all swirling around the same one: Francis.Ever since the auction fiasco, everything had chang
Cassian’s POVThe apartment was quiet when I returned that evening.The sun was already setting, leaving soft orange light across the living room floor. I tossed my keys on the table and loosened the collar of my shirt before walking toward the couch.Living here still felt strange sometimes.Not u







