LOGINGregori did not waste time.
The moment we stepped out of the chaos of the café, he guided me toward a sleek black Rolls-Royce waiting just across the street, its engine already running as if everything had been prepared in advance. The driver stepped out immediately to open the door, his movements efficient and silent, and within seconds I found myself seated inside the car, the door closing behind me with a soft, final click that seemed to shut the outside worlAnother week passed before I had to return to campus again.Graduation was getting closer and it still felt surreal.After everything that had happened over the past year—my uncle's betrayal, the legal battle over my family's company, Dominic's poisoning, his lost memories, and the recent attempts on my life—I had somehow managed to keep studying.There had been so many moments when I thought I would never make it this far, yet here I was.Only a few more classes remained before I could finally call myself a graduate and that thought alone made me smile.This morning, Dominic had an important meeting with Gregori and several executives from one of their logistics companies. Since they had left before sunrise, I didn't want to interrupt them."I'll just go with Serge and Paul," I had told Dominic over breakfast.He frowned immediately. "I'll send more men."I laughed softly."I'm only going to campus."He still looked unconvinced."It's campus. There are people there." I couldn't help
I couldn't stop smiling or laughing.Every time I looked at Dominic, I remembered what had happened at the café. One moment he insisted we had to keep our relationship hidden.The next, he appeared out of nowhere, practically warning Bernard Ortega to stay away from me.‘Some secret relationship this is.’ I thought in disbelief.I bit my lower lip, trying to stop another laugh from escaping. Beside me, Dominic walked with his usual calm, unreadable expression.His face remained cold and his posture was perfectly straight. To anyone passing by, he looked like a man discussing nothing more than business.Except… Our hands.Hidden between us, where no one on the busy sidewalk could easily notice, Dominic's large hand was firmly intertwined with mine.His grip was warm, steady and possessive.Every time I tried to loosen my fingers just to tease him… He simply held my hand even tighter.I looked sideways at him. "Dominic.""Hm?" He pretends to look cold.I sighed. "You realize we're suppo
The café Bernard chose was only a few minutes away from the company.It was a quiet little place tucked into the corner of a busy street, its floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the morning traffic while soft jazz music played in the background.Thankfully, it wasn't crowded.I glanced at the time on my watch. "I only have about an hour before my first meeting."Bernard smiled as he pulled out a chair for me. "Then I won't steal too much of your time."We ordered breakfast and coffee, and for the first few minutes, our conversation remained exactly what I had hoped it would be; business, the charity gala, investment opportunities and the future expansion of Smith Corporation.Bernard was an intelligent businessman, and I genuinely enjoyed exchanging ideas with him.Still… I was careful, very careful. Every sentence I spoke remained polite and professional. Every smile had its limits and every compliment was redirected back toward business.I wasn't trying to be rude but I was simply
I was still smiling, even after the long drive to the office and after replaying Dominic's shameless goodbye kiss in my head for what had to be the hundredth time.This pretending thing isn't going to work, I thought, fighting another smile.How was I supposed to act like nothing had happened when that man kissed me in front of Serge as if the entire world didn't exist?I let out a quiet sigh and stepped out of the SUV."Have a good day, Miss Smith," Serge said with his usual respectful nod.I smile. "You too, Serge."I adjusted my blazer before walking toward the entrance of the Smith Corporation building.Employees were already arriving for work, filling the spacious marble lobby with the sounds of conversations, footsteps, and elevators opening and closing.It felt like an ordinary morning.Until I saw him, near the revolving doors stood Bernard Ortega.He was dressed impeccably in a charcoal-gray suit that fit him perfectly, his dark hair neatly styled as always.But that wasn't w
Dominic's penthouse was nothing like I expected.The elevator doors opened directly into the apartment, revealing an expansive living space surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. The city glittered beneath us, thousands of lights stretching endlessly into the distance.Everything inside reflected Dominic perfectly, modern, elegant and minimalistic.Black marble floors contrasted beautifully with warm walnut wood panels, while the furniture was simple yet undeniably expensive. There were no unnecessary decorations, only carefully chosen pieces that gave the entire place a quiet sense of luxury.It felt... peaceful.I slowly walked farther inside, taking in every corner."So..." I said with a small smile. "You've been hiding this place from me?"Dominic closed the apartment door behind us."It wasn't exactly a secret." He said calmly.I glanced over my shoulder. "Oh?""And you never asked."What?!I laughed softly. "That's your defense?"He shrugs his shoulders. "It works.""It absolut
The kiss left both of us breathless.For several long seconds, neither of us spoke. The world around us seemed to disappear, leaving only the quiet sound of our uneven breathing inside the parked car.Dominic rested his forehead against mine, his eyes still closed. His fingers remained intertwined with mine as if he was afraid I might disappear again.I smiled softly. "I missed you."His lips curved into a faint smile. "I know.""No." I gently shook my head. "I don't think you do."His eyes slowly opened. "I missed Dominic who always argued with me. The Dominic who always acted like he owned every room he walked into. The Dominic who never let me face anything alone."My voice grew quieter."And the Dominic who looked at me like I was his entire world."For the first time that night, guilt flickered across his face. "I… I’m sorry, Sierra. I should've been there."I squeezed his hand. "You couldn't.""I still should've been." He sighed and he hugged me tight.I didn't argue because I k
The flash of cameras had long ago become something I learned to endure. Photographers lined the entrance of the studio like soldiers preparing for battle, their cameras already raised before my car had even come to a complete stop. The moment the door opened, bright white lights exploded in every
(***Go to Sierra Point of View***)--------------------------------Knock. Knock.“Sierra…”The sudden sound at my bedroom door startled me enough that I quickly pushed the IPad I had been reading beneath the pillow beside me before calling out, “Come in.”The door opened slowly, revealing the fami
(**Ivan Dominic Point of View**)Gregori leaned back in his seat, studying me with the quiet attention of a man who missed very little.“You never told me the entire story about that girl,” he said after a moment. “The one who sent you to prison.”My jaw tightened slightly. “There is nothing to tel
(**Ivan Dominic Point of View**)The garage was quiet except for the steady hum of the coffee machine.I stood at the small counter that served as my kitchen, watching the dark liquid drip slowly into the mug beneath it. The familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, rich and bitter, g







