LOGINAmara’s POVI was going through some documents on my desk when I felt a presence standing right in front of me.I didn’t need to look up to know who it was.“Amara.”His voice was firm.I slowly lifted my head.Damian stood there, his expression serious, his brows slightly furrowed like he had been thinking too much.“Can we talk?” he asked.I nodded without saying anything.We stepped outside to a quieter corner where no one would disturb us. The air felt tense, like something heavy was about to happen.“What is it?” I asked softly.He looked at me for a few seconds before speaking, like he was trying to control himself.“So… you’re going to China with Mr. Adrian?”The question came out more like an accusation than curiosity.I blinked slightly, surprised by his tone.“Yes,” I replied calmly. “It’s for work.”His jaw tightened immediately.“And you didn’t think to tell me?”I frowned a little, confused by his reaction.“I was going to. I’ve just been busy preparing—”“Busy?” he cut i
Lily’s POVI did not remember how I got home.Everything after that moment in the restaurant felt like a blur.I couldn't forget the disappointment in their eyes.It was all supposed to go differently. I was supposed to be the one they pitied. They had always sided with me since high school. Why now? Because of a silly small lie, they turned their backs on me.Frankly speaking, if Amara didn't exist, I would have had a chance with Damian. I just took a quick shower and tried to forget about today. but I couldn't help but think How am I supposed to face Amara? I've never seen her like this. She's changed. Before, in high school, she'd always let me have my way. I think it's that stupid girl Isabel that has been poisoning her mind.Should I call her and apologize?I was torn on what to do.My fingers tightened around my phone as I sat on my bed. The room felt too quiet, too empty, like it was mocking me.My chest tightened, and before I knew it, tears filled my eyes.But this tim
Amara’s POVMr Adrian had called me the previous night, and even till now, his voice was still fresh in my head, echoing clearly like it had just happened seconds ago.“I’ll be late tomorrow but I’ll tell you my take on your pitch when I get there.”Ever since I woke up this morning, my mind hadn’t been at peace for even a moment, because no matter how much I tried to distract myself, the thought of what he might say kept coming back stronger.I was nervous.Very nervous.What if he didn’t like it?What if he asked me to redo everything from scratch after all the effort I put into it?Or worse… what if he decided to give the project to someone else and all my hard work would just go to waste?I shook my head slowly as I walked into the office that morning, trying to push those thoughts away before they completely took over me.“No… stop thinking like that,” I whispered softly to myself, almost like I was begging my own mind to calm down.when I got to the office I still couldn't shake
Adrian’s POV After Amara left, my sister looked at me strangely. Her eyes narrowed slightly, like she was trying to figure me out or judge me. “What?” I asked, raising a brow. “You’re scaring her away. You look too serious,” she complained, folding her arms. I frowned slightly. “What do you want me to do? I can’t control how I look when I’m working.” That was the truth. Work was work. There was no space for softness or unnecessary emotions. Isabella sighed dramatically. “You should at least be a bit nicer. She’s probably still sad about her boyfriend and best friend’s behavior earlier today” She froze, her hand flying to her mouth. My expression changed instantly. “What did you say?” I asked slowly. My voice dropped. Cold. Sharp. “Nothing… forget about it,” she replied quickly, avoiding my gaze. I stood up. “Isabella,” I said firmly, “I don’t have all the time in the world to pet you. Start talking.” She stiffened. She knew that tone. I rarely used it but when I did,
Amara’s POVImmediately I stepped out of Mr. Adrian’s office, I breathed a sigh of relief. it felt like I had been holding my breath the entire time I was in there.I almost fainted he’s too serious and domineering.How am I supposed to work with him?My heart was still beating fast as I placed a hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down. His presence alone was enough to make anyone lose their composure, and I hated how easily he affected me.I looked back at the office I had just left and shook my head slowly.“Amara, you can do this you’re strong. I believe in you,” I told myself inwardly, trying to gather the confidence I almost lost in front of him.Taking a deep breath, I straightened my shoulders and walked back to my desk, The moment I sat down, I forced myself to focus.Work first. Everything else later.I started writing the brief on how the voice activating system would be developed, carefully putting down every detail—the structure, the process, the requirements. My pen m
Adrian’s POVAfter I sent for Amara, I was a bit nervous.That alone was strange, I’m not the nervous type.I’ve handled billion dollars deals, faced board members twice my age, and made decisions that could either build or destroy companies without even blinking.But was different.The thought of Amara makes me feel a lot of emotions.More than I’m comfortable admitting.I stood, then sat then stood again, adjusting my suit unconsciously as my eyes moved around my office, searching for the perfect position to sit in.Professional, Calm, Untouchable.I didn’t want her to see anything else.I walked behind my desk, sat down, then stood up again almost immediately.“No… this isn’t right,” I muttered under my breath.I moved to the side, then leaned against the table, then shook my head again.What am I even doing?I ran a hand through my hair and exhaled slowly.Get yourself together Adrian, This is just work.Just work.But even as I said that to myself I knew it wasn’t entirely true
Adrian’s POVIsabel had informed me about her meeting with Amara this Sunday, and I found it a bit unusual, so I decided to call her team leader to understand what was going on.When he answered, I spoke calmly, “I heard there’s a meeting tomorrow involving Miss Williams. What’s it about?”He quick
Adrian’s POV I got home a little late today, and by the time I stepped into the house, exhaustion had already settled deep into my bones, making every movement feel heavier than usual, but just as I was about to relax, my phone buzzed with a message from my sister.“Guess who I’m with right now.”
Amara’s POV “Miss Amara, the team leader wants to speak with you,” one of my colleagues informed me, and I slowly lifted my head from my desk, slightly surprised because I wasn’t expecting to be called, especially not at that moment when everything seemed to be going smoothly.I stood up, straight
Amara’s POVI saw Damian walk out of the team leader’s office looking slightly dejected, his shoulders a little tense like something hadn’t gone the way he wanted, and just a few seconds later Lily followed behind him, but unlike him, there was a faint look of satisfaction on her face that she trie







