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The Negotiation

Author: Scarlet heart
last update publish date: 2026-09-13 18:18:58

The moment the client asked us to reopen the numbers, I knew the real competition had finally begun.

Blackwood sat represented by Adrian and his senior team. Sterling sat represented by me, Maya, and Leo. Both proposals lay open on the table in front of the client, and everyone in the room understood this was likely the final stage before a decision. I reminded myself, settling into my chair, why I was actually there.

Not to beat Adrian. To secure the right contract for Sterling.

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    Adrian's PovI had apologized to Elena before. What I had never done was write an apology that asked nothing from her.I sat at my desk late that evening, after another long day at Blackwood, with the quiet of the house still following me from the night before. I had admitted to myself that I missed her. I understood, though, that missing her wasn’t the same thing as taking responsibility for how I had treated her. So I opened a blank document, and for the first time I tried to write without planning what I hoped to receive in return.My first attempt was entirely about me. I wrote that I missed her, that I understood what I had lost, that I wished I could change the past. I read it back and recognized the problem immediately. Every word of it might have been true, and every word of it still made Elena responsible for receiving my pain. An apology that asked her to comfort me wasn’t an apology at all.I deleted it.I started again, and this time I wrote down what I had actually done.

  • THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE BECAME HIS GREATEST RIVAL   The Empty House

    The house had never been this quiet when Elena lived in it, though I couldn't remember ever appreciating the difference before she left.I arrived home after a long day at Blackwood and found everything exactly as it always was — furniture in place, lights working, every room clean and orderly, nothing broken anywhere I looked. I walked inside and understood, standing in the entryway, that no one was waiting for me. No Elena reading on the sofa. No quiet question about my day. No familiar presence moving somewhere through the other rooms.I had lived alone long enough now to understand the silence wasn't temporary.I moved through the house and noticed ordinary details I'd once walked past without seeing. The dining table set for one. The living room tidy in a way it never quite managed to be when she'd left a book open on the side table, forgotten mid-chapter. The kitchen entirely quiet. All the small things that used to announce her presence had gradually disappeared, one by one, un

  • THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE BECAME HIS GREATEST RIVAL   Adrian Understands

    I had spent most of my life believing money could solve almost any problem. It took losing Elena to understand that some problems became worse when I tried to solve them that way.I moved through my usual routine at Blackwood the next morning — meetings, financial reports, decisions stacking up one after another, all of it entirely familiar. And underneath it, I kept remembering how easily I had once solved problems with money. When Elena needed something, I could arrange it. When she wanted something, I could buy it. When our marriage felt strained, I could offer a holiday, an expensive gift, a comfortable experience designed to smooth over whatever had gone wrong between us.I had mistaken my ability to provide for proof that I understood her.Now she had returned a simple birthday gift, and there was no obvious way to make that decision different, no resource large enough to reverse it.I thought about how often, during our marriage, I had tried to compensate materially whenever sh

  • THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE BECAME HIS GREATEST RIVAL   No Explanation

    Adrian's PovThe package was waiting on my desk when I arrived at Blackwood that morning. I recognized the handwriting before I read the name on the label.Elena had returned the gift.I opened it slowly. The notebook sat inside, still in excellent condition, nothing careless about how it had been packed. No anger in the gesture that I could see. She had simply sent it back.A short note was tucked beside it. *Thank you for remembering. I think it’s better if I return this. I hope you understand. — Elena.*I read it once. Then again, searching the words for something more than they actually said. Was she angry. Did she think I’d intended something romantic by it. Was this her way of telling me never to contact her at all. I caught myself doing exactly what I had promised myself months earlier I wouldn’t do anymore — treating a straightforward decision like a puzzle I was entitled to solve.The note was clear enough on its own. She had thanked me. She had returned the gift. She hadn’t

  • THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE BECAME HIS GREATEST RIVAL   Returned

    Elena's POV I knew who had sent the package before I opened it.There was only one person who would have remembered the date — and chosen something that reminded me of the woman I used to be.The notebook inside wasn’t extravagant, which somehow made it harder to dismiss outright. I held it for a long moment before setting it down on my desk. I understood immediately why he’d chosen it. I used to fill notebooks like this one with business ideas, market observations, strategy questions, thoughts I rarely said aloud to anyone — including him, most of the time.He had actually remembered something true about me. That complicated the reaction I wanted to have more than a careless gift ever could have.The notebook pulled me back, briefly, to the years before Sterling — all those ideas that had stayed trapped on paper because I never believed there was room for them anywhere else in my life. I didn’t feel the old sadness, examining it now. I understood, holding it, that I no longer needed

  • THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE BECAME HIS GREATEST RIVAL   The Gift

    Adrian's PovI remembered Elena’s birthday this year. That should have been a small thing. Instead, I spent most of the morning wondering whether remembering gave me the right to do anything about it.I thought about the birthday I’d forgotten during our marriage, not the entire scene, just one sentence she’d said afterward. *There wasn’t anything to cancel. You simply forgot.* It still bothered me, turning it over now, years later. Remembering her birthday today didn’t erase what had happened that night. It also didn’t mean I should send something simply to prove, to myself or to her, that I’d changed.My assistant asked, almost in passing, whether something should be arranged for her. I said no at first. Then I thought of something Elena had always genuinely appreciated — not luxury, not anything extravagant, simply something thoughtful and practical that showed I’d actually been paying attention at some point.I ruled out most of what came to mind immediately. Nothing that implied

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