LOGINThe silence that followed Zane’s declaration was absolute, broken only by the sharp, panicked breath that escaped Veronica’s lips. The board members sat frozen in their leather chairs, their faces turning completely pale. The Villanueva Group’s backing was the sole anchor of Veronica’s leverage; with that anchor severed, the entire foundation of her threat was collapsing in real-time."Zane... anong sinasabi mo?" Veronica stammered, her voice losing its icy corporate edge, replaced by a desperate, trembling pitch. She stood up, her pristine white suit suddenly looking like a surrender flag. "You can't dissolve the merger. Your father—""My father no longer holds my proxy," Zane interrupted, his tone dead, cold, and utterly final. He walked to the head of the table, placing his large hands flat against the mahogany surface as he leaned slightly forward, towering over her. "I warned him last night, and I warned you through my lawyers. You thought I was bluffing because of a pi
The tension inside the boardroom reached a fever pitch. Veronica’s sharp, condescending smile widened, expecting Mich to crumble under the weight of the public humiliation she was threatening. The board members remained silent, waiting to see if the young CEO would break.But Mich did not blink. Instead, she leaned back slightly, her posture radiating an icy calmness that catch Veronica off guard."Isang public scandal na ibabase sa mga pekeng balita at anggulo, Ms. Delos Reyes?" Mich asked, her voice carrying a steady, echoing authority across the room. She slowly slid her gaze toward the board members who were leaning toward Veronica’s side. "Bago ninyo pirmahan ang asset freeze na iyan, hayaan ninyong ipaalala ko sa board ang Section 9.1 ng ating Corporate By-laws."Atty. Santos instantly caught on, pulling out a separate leather-bound folder and opening it with a crisp snap. "Under Section 9.1, any board member who votes to freeze assets based on unverified, non-adju
The corporate tower of Serafina Studios had never felt so cold. As Mich stepped out of the elevator and into the executive hallway, the usual bustling energy of her creative team was completely absent. Instead, an eerie, heavy silence hung over the floor. Employees whispered in hushed tones, their eyes darting toward her with a mix of pity and anxiety. They already knew. In the corporate world, bad news traveled faster than light.Atty. Santos was waiting for her outside the main boardroom, his expression grim as he adjusted his glasses. "Ms. Mich, mabuti at nakarating ka. Kanina pa sila nagkakagulo sa loob. The Delos Reyes group brought their top tier legal council, and they aren't just looking for a compromise—they want a full asset freeze."Mich took a deep, stabilizing breath, smoothing down the front of her sharp, tailored blazer. The warmth of Zane's touch from earlier that morning still lingered like a phantom sensation against her skin, but she locked that vulnerabil
The tension in the living room was thick enough to suffocate. Zane’s eyes darkened, the muscle in his jaw twitching violently as he processed her words. He wasn’t used to being told no, especially not by the woman he had spent the entire night trying to protect, reclaim, and fuse into his very existence. To him, stepping back was a surrender he couldn't afford."Mag-isa?" Zane repeated, his voice dropping into a dangerous, gravelly register. He took a step closer, completely crowding her space, his shadow falling heavily over her. "You think I’m going to let you walk into that boardroom alone while my father and Veronica tear down everything you built? Hindi mo sila kilala, Mich. Sila ang kaharap mo, pero ako ang target nila. Gagamitin ka lang nila para makaganti sa akin.""Alam ko!" Mich shouted back, her voice cracking as she finally let her emotions spill over. "Alam kong ako ang ginagawa nilang pain! Kaya nga kailangan kong pumunta doon bilang may-ari ng Serafina Studios
The storm that had ravaged the city all night finally subsided into a bleak, gray dawn. Faint, cold morning light filtered through the sheer curtains of the bedroom, cutting through the shadows and exposing the aftermath of their frantic, desperate night. Mich stirred, a dull ache throbbing in her temples from the alcohol, but the heaviness in her chest had nothing to do with a hangover.She opened her eyes and felt the solid, crushing weight of Zane’s arm wrapped securely around her waist. He was still sound asleep, his face buried in her neck, breathing softly. In the quiet morning light, he didn't look like the ruthless, territorial heir of the Villanueva Group; he just looked like a man holding onto the only thing that kept him grounded.Gently, carefully, Mich lifted his arm and slipped out of bed, wrapping a silk robe tightly around herself. She stepped into the living room, where the reality of the previous day immediately slammed back into her. Her discarded purse sat on the c
The remnants of the sweet, chilled syrup had completely melted against their skin, leaving a lingering, intoxicating warmth in the air. The rain outside was still relentless, hammering against the penthouse glass, but inside, the rhythm of the room belonged entirely to Zane. He was a man possessed by a singular, unyielding drive—to make Mich forget the rest of the world, to make her remember only him.With a low growl against her lips, Zane slowly shifted their weight. His large, calloused hands gripped her waist firmly, lifting her effortlessly until he rolled onto his back, bringing her up with him. Mich gasped, her hands instantly flying to his broad shoulders for balance as she found herself straddling him in the dim, shadow-filled room."Zane..." she whispered, her voice trembling, her long hair falling forward over her shoulders like a dark silk curtain."Tingnan mo ako, Mich," Zane commanded huskily, his dark eyes burning with an intense, raw adoration as he looke
Mich's POV Pagkalabas ko ng conference room, agad kong nakita si Adrian na nakatayo malapit sa reception area ng Serafina Studios. Napabuntong-hininga ako. Again. Pangatlong beses na niya itong ginawa ngayong linggo. Hindi ko alam kung matigas lang talaga ang ulo niya o sadyang ayaw niyang tangg
Zane’s POV “Your father is waiting downstairs.” Tahimik kong narinig ang sinabi ni Damon habang pareho kaming naglalakad palabas ng boardroom. Mabigat agad ang pakiramdam ko. Because whenever my father asked for a “family discussion,” it never meant anything good. Madalas negosyo. Kasunduan.
Zane’s POV “Mr. Villanueva, your signature, please.” Hindi ko na halos narinig ang sinasabi ng assistant ko habang walang emosyon kong pinipirmahan ang mga documents sa harap ko. Tatlong oras. Tatlong oras na meeting pero pakiramdam ko wala namang pumapasok sa utak ko. Numbers. Contract
Zane’s POV “Sir, the board meeting starts in ten minutes.” Hindi ko agad pinansin ang secretary ko habang nakatitig lang sa glass wall ng office ko. Mula sa forty-second floor ng Villanueva Group building, kitang-kita ang buong city skyline. Powerful. Busy. Cold. Just like the world I grew u







