LOGINNicole’s POVI was bent over one of Zara’s tables, trying to arrange sample cards by color when I felt a familiar presence.That strange feeling… like someone was watching me.I lifted my head and froze.Liam stood just a few steps inside the office, hands in his pockets, eyes already locked on me. For a second, my brain refused to catch up. I honestly thought I was imagining him. I didn't expect him to come here, although I purposely ignored his calls and messages.“Liam?” My voice slipped out before I could stop it.Relief flashed across his face, quick and raw, before he masked it with a small smile. “Hi.”Before I could say anything else, Zara appeared beside me like a storm. “Oh no,” she said sharply, stepping in front of me. “You.”Liam blinked. “Zara—”“Don’t ‘Zara’ me,” she snapped, folding her arms. “If you’re here to mess with her head, you can turn around right now.”I reached for her arm. “Zara—”She ignored me completely. “Do you have any idea what she’s been dealing with
Anna stepped into the house with a bright smile. “Good morning family.” She echoed loudly.“And where the hell have you been?” Her father cut her off.“Relax Dad, I have good news for us.” She chuckled.“What could that be?” Her mother interjected.Anna sat with her legs crossed elegantly, the corner of her mouth curved in a satisfied smile as she placed her phone on the glass table. The room smelled faintly of expensive perfume and freshly brewed coffee.“It’s done,” she said calmly.Her father looked up, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. “Done how?”“The partnership,” Anna replied, leaning back against the couch. “They accepted it. The board approved it.”There was a brief pause. Then her father set the document that was on his lap aside, folding his hands. “Accepted doesn’t mean secured. Who negotiated on their end?”“Liam,” she said smoothly. “Just like we planned.”Her mother, seated beside her, straightened immediately. “I knew it,” she said with a pleased hum. “I told you she
Nicole’s POVZara’s workplace was busy, music playing low in the background as her workers moved around, arranging things and checking lists. I sat on a stool near the counter, watching Zara pace back and forth with her phone in hand.Zara suddenly stopped and turned to me. “Okay. Enough.”I blinked. “Enough of what?”“Enough of that face,” Zara said, pointing at me. “You’ve been quiet since morning.”I looked away. “It’s nothing.”Zara scoffed. “Nicole, please. I know you too well.” She dropped her phone on the table and crossed her arms. “What happened between you and Adrian?”My heart skipped. “Why would you ask that?”Zara raised an eyebrow. “Because I can and I'm curious.”I hesitated, my fingers tightening around my clothes. “It was just… awkward.”“Awkward how?” Zara pressed, stepping closer.I sighed. “There was a moment. That’s all.”Zara’s eyes widened. “A moment moment?”“Zara!” l hissed, glancing around.Zara grinned.I rubbed her forehead. “We kissed and his hands went un
Nicole’s POVI stayed quiet for a while after that, letting the comfort sink in. Zara didn’t rush me. She never did. She just sat there with me, thumb brushing absent circles over the back of my hand like she was anchoring me to the moment.Eventually, I straightened, wiping my face and taking a steady breath. “I don’t want to go back there today,” I said.Zara looked at me carefully. “The house?”I nodded. “Not yet. I just… I need to be around someone who feels normal. Somewhere that doesn’t feel like I’m constantly holding my breath.”She tilted her head. “So what are you thinking?”I hesitated for half a second, then said it. “I want to come to work with you.”Her eyebrows lifted. “Work-work?”“Yes,” I replied quickly, before I could overthink it. “I don’t want to sit alone and spiral. I don’t even care what I do. I’ll help you set up, run errands, carry things—anything. I just don’t want to be stuck in my head.”Zara studied my face, like she was checking whether this was impulse
Nicole’s POVI couldn’t stay in that house another minute. The silence was too loud. Every corner felt heavy with things unsaid, questions unanswered. So I grabbed my bag, slipped on my shoes, and left without telling anyone where I was going, although the housekeeper saw me. Zara’s place was close, and it was still too early for her to be at work. I needed her noise, her warmth, her honesty.The cab dropped me off just as the sun fully rose. I didn’t bother knocking. Zara had given me a spare key months ago, insisting I use it anytime I needed her. Anytime, she’d said. This counted. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped in.But I froze the moment I looked around. Clothes were scattered across the living room like casualties of a war, jacket on the chair, shoes kicked off near the couch, Zara’s dress hanging halfway off the armrest. My brain barely had time to process it before I looked up.Zara was on the couch, so also was the man. Very naked infact. I was very sure that this gu
Adrian’s POVI heard her before I saw her.Light footsteps on the stairs. Unhurried, but sounding tense. When I stepped into the hallway, she was already there, moving past me with her gaze fixed straight ahead. No greeting. No hesitation. Like I was invisible.Good, that was safer.Still, the dismissal stung more than I expected.She smelled faintly of soap and something soft, familiar now. Her hair was pulled back, her clothes simple. No effort. Although she looked stressed out and tired I wanted to apologize to her but then I changed my mind. I let her pass without a word, watching her descend the stairs. I stayed where I was for a moment, listening to the house settle. Then the sound of her voice drifted up from the kitchen.“Did Liam come home last night?” The question tightened something in my chest. I closed my eyes briefly. Of course he hadn’t, he had been with Anna.I went downstairs a few minutes later, careful not to intrude. She stood near the counter, a glass in her ha







