But now, as I walked into the living room and saw him standing there, talking to Shawn, a flicker of hope ignited in my chest. He was finally home.
“Nico, you’re here,” I said, smiling as I approached him. But as soon as he turned to face me, I saw the familiar glower on his face. He looked at me with an expression so cold and detached that it made my heart sink, but I pushed the feeling aside, determined to reach him. “I missed you, Nico.”
He didn’t respond
The room was dim, Nicolas’s scotch glass untouched between them. Ava sat across from him, composed, a quiet presence against the storm inside his chest.“I told myself I wouldn’t interfere,” she said, her tone soft, controlled. “But seeing you like this… Nick, it breaks me.”His gaze was sharp, wounded. “Don’t pretend this is about me. You were gone for years, Ava. Years. You don’t get to come back and act like—” He stopped, the words clogging his throat.Ava leaned forward, her eyes shimmering with the exact balance of sadness and tenderness he remembered from before. “I was gone because I thought it was the best for us. You were young. The pressure of your family… of the empire. I didn’t want to be the reason you resented your future.”Nicolas’s laugh was bitter, hollow. “And instead, you left me hollow.”For a moment, the mask slipped from her face, but she replaced it quickly, letting her hand hover over his without touching. “I thought time would change things. I thought… maybe A
Aria walked into the quiet restaurant, her laptop clutched tightly against her chest. Her eyes swept the polished space until she spotted Alex waiting near the windows.“Aria,” he greeted warmly, rising at once and pulling out her chair. “How are you?”She gave him a small but genuine smile as she sat down. “I’m fine, Alex. And you?”“Can’t complain,” he said with a light grin. “Though I’ll admit, I was looking forward to this meeting more than usual.”Aria tilted her head, amused. “Why’s that?”Before he could answer, a familiar voice carried across the restaurant.“Because he knew I’d steal the spotlight,” came Anthony Lorenzo’s deep, commanding tone. Anthony Lorenzo called Aria two days ago after her appointment and asked her to bring in the special designs he had requested.Aria rose instantly as the older man approached. Even in his fifties, Anthony carried himself with effortless authority. Sharp eyes, silver at his temples, and the aura of someone accustomed to being obeyed. Ye
The city lights blurred past as Emma gripped the steering wheel, her sharp eyes scanning the streets ahead while Aria sat quietly in the passenger seat. Her hands rested gently on her belly, still hidden beneath her oversized coat, and a nervous flutter danced in her chest.“I still can’t believe we’re finally doing this,” Aria whispered, her voice soft, almost fragile.Emma glanced at her, smirking. “Believe it, Ari. You’ve been carrying this secret long enough. Time to find out if you’re having a little troublemaker, a tiny genius, or both.”Aria let out a shaky laugh, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly. “Both…” she murmured, almost to herself, remembering the twins. The thought made her heart pound. She had kept this secret from Nicolas, from Ava, even from everyone else but now, finally, she would know the genders.The car pulled up in front of the clinic. Emma killed the engine and turned to her, her smile encouraging. “Ready?”Aria took a deep breath and nodded. “As re
The office was hushed, the hum of the office muted behind closed doors. Nicolas caged her in with one arm braced against the wall, his eyes dark with accusation.“You forced me into marriage, Aria,” he bit out. “You bargained with me your blood for Ava’s life. And now you disappear for weeks without a word? Don’t tell me this is some new tactic to make me chase you. Playing hard to get doesn’t suit you.”Aria’s chest tightened, but her expression stayed cold, composed. She clutched her sketchbook like armor.“Hard to get?” Her voice was calm, but each word sliced like a blade. “You threw me out in the middle of the night, Nicolas. You believed every lie Ava fed you. You believed that falsified report… the one that said the baby I carry wasn’t yours.”Nicolas stiffened, his jaw locking.Aria’s eyes glistened, but her tone never wavered. “I forced that marriage because I wanted a family for my child. And because I was foolish enough to love you. But now?” She drew in a sharp breath, her
The conference room glittered under the chandeliers as the King family took their seats. Charles and Stella greeted Ava warmly, their smiles radiant. “Ava, darling, we’re so glad you’re the one leading this project,” Stella said proudly. “You’ve matured so much. Nicolas is lucky to have you at his side.”Charles nodded in agreement. “This collaboration will be historic. Brown Jewelry and the King Empire together it’s exactly what we want to show the world.”Ava’s smile was dazzling, her hand resting lightly on Nicolas’s arm as if she already belonged there.At the far end of the table, Aria sat quietly, pen poised above her notes. Her oversized coat and calm demeanor made her look almost invisible but her sharp eyes missed nothing. She had learned long ago that silence was its own kind of power.The presentation began. Ava spoke first, her tone polished and confident. “Our preliminary theme is Royal Heritage. Crowns, tiaras, crests, symbols of majesty and wealth. It aligns with King
For the next few days, Aria buried herself in work. She said nothing, showed nothing, simply delivered her designs with quiet precision. Her oversized coats and calm face gave no clue about the storm inside her.But things… began to shift.On Monday, two of her sketches mysteriously went missing from the design board. The manager scolded her for being careless, though Aria knew she hadn’t misplaced them. She bit her lip and said nothing.On Tuesday, one of her finished pieces was returned with a note claiming it was “unoriginal.” The handwriting wasn’t her manager’s. Aria recognized Ava’s elegant script instantly. Still, she lowered her head and took the criticism.By Wednesday, deadlines she hadn’t been informed of suddenly appeared on her desk. Her colleagues whispered behind her back, clearly pleased to see the once-respected designer faltering. Ava and her assistant Lila lingered in the background, watching it all unfold with poisonous smiles.And through it all, Aria endured. She