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Sienna POV
My face lit up with a warm smile as I smoothed down the front of my gown, one last time, in the mirror of the private lounge.
Tonight was Apex Industries’ annual recognition gala, and downstairs, hundreds of guests, partners, and board members were gathered beneath crystal chandeliers to celebrate the company’s most successful year yet.
But for me, tonight meant something far bigger than quarterly numbers.
I could feel butterflies in my tummy, my heart racing as I thought about the moment Damian would call me up to the stage.
Tonight, he’d promised, he would finally make us official — no longer the quiet arrangement hidden from company gossip, but his fiancée, standing beside him in front of everyone who mattered to him.
My hands drifted instinctively to my belly with a smile tugged at my lips. I couldn’t wait to break the news to him. He would be so happy to know he would soon be a father
Climbing down the stairs, I could spot Damian surrounded by board members, their business conversation filling the air with practiced laughter and clinking glasses.
He looked every bit the man the business magazines called the “Ice King of Apex Industries” — controlled, composed, untouchable to everyone but me.
As I made my way toward him, I was brought to a halt by Ethan’s voice over the microphone.
“If everyone could direct their attention to the stage, please,” he announced, his eyes catching mine with a small, encouraging smile. “My CEO has an announcement to make.”
This was it.
I found a spot near the front, close enough to see Damian’s face as he climbed the short steps to the podium.
My eyes wandered to him, searching for the small, private smile he always saved for me… the one that told me, in a room full of strangers, that I was still his.
Damian adjusted the microphone, his gaze sweeping the crowd. “Thank you all for coming tonight,” he began, his words echoing through the hall. “This has been the strongest year in Apex Industries’ history, and I wouldn’t be standing here without every one of you.”
The guests responded with warm applause. I raised my glass along with them, my chest tight with anticipation, waiting for him to find me in the crowd.
“There’s someone I’d like everyone to meet,” Damian continued, and my breath caught in my throat.
I straightened my shoulders, ready to step forward.
But his hand extended toward the side of the stage…. not toward me.
My eyes widened at the sight of a curvy woman in a long black gown gliding out from behind the curtain, her dark silky hair cascading in loose waves under the stage lights.
It was Chloe. Damian’s ex girlfriend, the one who left him when his company had hit rock bottom.
“This is Chloe,” Damian said, his voice carrying an ease I hadn’t heard from him before. “Some of you may remember her from years ago. She and I have found our way back to each other, and I wanted tonight to be the night I made that official.”
A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd. My glass trembled slightly in my hand, heat rushing up the back of my neck.
I didn’t make a scene. I wouldn’t give the room that satisfaction. Instead, I caught Damian’s arm the moment he stepped down from the podium and pulled him toward a quiet corridor just off the ballroom, away from curious eyes.
“Damian, what is she doing here?” I demanded once we were alone, my voice low but shaking. “You told me tonight was about us.”
He raked a hand through his hair, his jaw tight. “Sienna, it’s complicated. Chloe and I—”
“Complicated?” I cut in. “We’ve been dating for three years, Damian. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
“Of course it doesn’t,” Chloe’s voice interrupted smoothly as she rounded the corner, her heels echoing against the marble. “I did try to give you two a moment, but there’s no easy way to say this.”
“Why are you even here?” I demanded, my tone sharp with disbelief and disdain, turning to face her fully.
“I don’t owe you any explanations,” she said, a touch of arrogance in her smile, “but since you’re asking so nicely……Damian invited me. Back into his life, and back into this company.”
“Damian invited you?” I turned back to him, searching his face for some sign this was all a mistake.
His expression carried a certainty that sent a chill down my spine. “Sienna, Chloe and I are back together,” he said flatly.
My jaw tightened, my eyes stinging as the words echoed in my mind. A surge of anguish rose in my chest, my breaths coming in short, shallow gasps.
“How is that even possible?” I managed, my voice cracking. “After everything…after our—?”
I halted, not ready to disclose the fact that I was pregnant for him.
Damian’s expression hardened, his eyes remaining cold and indifferent.
“Whatever you thought we had, Sienna, it ends tonight. You were never my future. You were simply convenient until she came back.”
My chest tightened from his words. After everything we’d been through for three years. This was all he could say to me.
Chloe, watching the exchange with quiet satisfaction, finally reached into her bag and pulled out a folded set of documents.
She handed them to Damian with a small, knowing smile. “Here you go, my love. She still has to sign this.”
My brows pulled together as Damian took the documents from her.
“What is that?” My voice shuddered, barely holding together, but I refused to let it break.
“It’s an NDA,” he said, stretching the document toward me. “I’m a public figure, Sienna. I wouldn’t want you to tarnish my image by telling everyone we were once sleeping with each other.”
A scoff escaped my lips.
Sleeping with each other?
So that was it all along. And there I was, giving my best day in and day out, working for his success and that of his company.
“Sign it, Sienna,” he continued. “Also, I’m not heartless. Your efforts at Apex Industries are greatly appreciated, and you will be compensated.”
The hotel suite was quiet when I returned from dinner, but the moment I switched on the television, I understood why my phone had been buzzing all evening. Chloe’s face appeared beside a photograph of Damian, and the headline beneath them announced that police had reopened the investigation into my fall five years ago.I sat on the edge of the bed and turned up the volume.“Former Apex executive Chloe Bennett has been questioned by authorities following new evidence concerning an incident that left former secretary Sienna Reyes hospitalized,” the reporter announced. “Investigators are reportedly reviewing hospital records and speaking with witnesses who were present on the night of the incident. Neither Chloe Bennett nor her representatives have released an official statement.”For years, I had imagined what it would feel like to see Chloe face the consequences of her actions. I had pictured myself feeling satisfied, perhaps even relieved, when the truth finally came out. Instead, I w
Damian’s POVI lowered my phone after the call with the police and turned to Chloe, who was standing beside the sofa with her arms folded. She looked offended by my questions, but her reaction had done little to reassure me. The police wanted to discuss Sienna’s fall after five years of silence, and I couldn’t ignore the possibility that whatever they had discovered could damage what remained of my reputation.“Chloe, I’m asking you one more time. Is there something about that night you haven’t told me?”She scoffed and picked up her handbag. “You’ve been waiting for an excuse to blame me for everything since Sienna came back. You lose your position at Apex, she humiliates you in front of your board, and suddenly I’m the problem.”“I’m not talking about Apex’s board. I’m talking about the police investigating an incident that could become a scandal, and I need to know what I’m dealing with.” I stepped closer, keeping my voice low. “What exactly happened that night?”“I’ve told you wha
Chloe’s POVI was halfway through my morning coffee when my phone rang, and the moment I saw the private investigator’s number, I knew something had gone wrong. I had hired him to keep an eye on people connected to Sienna’s return, especially anyone who might have been around five years ago. The arrangement was supposed to give me peace of mind, not another reason to lose sleep.“What happened?” I asked as soon as I answered.“I have something you should see,” he replied. “I’m sending it to you now.”A second later, a message appeared on my screen. I opened the photograph and nearly dropped my phone into my coffee.Sienna sat at a small diner table across from a man I recognized immediately. He looked older than I remembered, with more grey in his hair, but I had no trouble identifying him. Martins Delgado had worked security at the Apex residence around the time Sienna fell down those stairs. He had been there that day, and I had spent five years believing he had taken the money Apex
Sienna’s POVI chose the diner because it was far enough from Apex that nobody would know me, and busy enough that nobody would notice two people in a corner booth. I came by taxi in a plain coat and a ball cap, with my driver left behind and my phone’s location switched off. It was a little past two. The lunch crowd had thinned to a few office workers, an elderly couple sharing fries, and a man by the window arguing on his phone. I arrived early, ordered coffee I barely touched, and watched the door. Marcus Delgado had sounded certain when he called the night before, but I had learned not to mistake nervousness for reliability.When he finally came in, he stopped just inside and scanned the room as though someone might be waiting for him. He was in his late forties, in a faded blue shirt and a jacket that had seen better days. His eyes found me, drifted to the window, and came back. I raised a hand slightly. He crossed the diner like a man considering turning around with every step.
(Sienna’s POV)I had been staring at the hospital records for almost twenty minutes when I realized I had read the same paragraph four times without taking in a single word. My office at Apex was quiet apart from the low hum of the air conditioner and the occasional sound of people passing in the corridor, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything outside the folder sitting in front of me. Five years ago, I had left Washington believing that whatever happened on that staircase would remain something I had to live with on my own. Now, someone had finally found the paperwork that should have been examined from the beginning, and I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to keep reading or throw the entire folder across the room.My phone rang beside my laptop, and I picked it up when my lawyer’s name appeared on the screen. “I’ve gone through everything you sent me,” I said as soon as I answered. “Tell me what you found, because I don’t want to spend another afternoon reading medical terminology that
ChloeI was watching television when Damian came home that evening, but I turned down the volume as soon as I heard him drop his keys on the console. He walked past me without saying anything and went straight to the bar, where he poured himself a drink and swallowed half of it before putting the glass down. I watched him for a moment, waiting for him to explain what had happened at Apex, but he seemed so distracted that I wondered whether he had even noticed I was in the room.“What happened at work?” I asked.“Marcus happened,” he replied, reaching for his glass again.I sat up. “What did he do?”“He threatened me in the elevator after I was turned away from my own boardroom.” Damian let out a bitter laugh and loosened his tie. “Ethan stood outside that door telling me I wasn’t on the attendee list. Ethan, Chloe. The same man who used to arrange my schedule and make sure I never had to wait for anyone.”I had to resist the urge to laugh because the thought of Damian being stopped by







