LOGINThe world beyond Luca's office window had changed forever in the span of a few seconds.A tower that had existed moments earlier was now nothing more than smoke and dust rising into the Nevada sky, its steel skeleton swallowed by a cloud that seemed almost unreal from this distance, and I stood frozen beside him with my hand still trapped in his as my mind desperately tried to catch up with what my eyes had just witnessed.My heartbeat thundered against my ribs.The desert remained silent.Las Vegas continued sparkling behind us.And Luca Moretti looked utterly at peace.I slowly turned toward him."What..."The word barely emerged."What did you just do?"He finally looked away from the window.The expression on his face wasn't cruel.That would have been easier to understand.It wasn't angry.It wasn't triumphant.If anything, he looked thoughtful.Calm.The same expression a man might wear after deciding to rearrange furniture in his living room."The building was scheduled for dem
The crowd that had begun gathering around us continued to grow with every passing second, drawn by the unmistakable gravity of public conflict, because nothing fascinated people in Las Vegas quite like watching beautiful women in expensive clothes destroy one another in broad daylight.Beth instinctively moved closer to me.I could feel the tension radiating from her.The fear.The uncertainty.The simple confusion of someone who had never expected an afternoon of shopping to transform into whatever this was becoming.Hannah, meanwhile, looked like someone standing in the ruins of her own kingdom.Her designer clothes were immaculate.Her jewelry sparkled.Her hair remained perfectly styled.And yet there was something undeniably frayed about her, something wild lurking beneath the polished exterior that made my stomach twist with unease.She wasn't angry.She was desperate.And desperate people always said too much.Her laugh cut through the murmuring crowd.Sharp.Bitter.Disbelievi
The Strip glittered beneath the afternoon sun like a kingdom built from gold and glass, every towering resort reflecting pieces of the others until the entire skyline seemed to shimmer against the desert sky, and despite having lived in Las Vegas for years, I still occasionally found myself staring at it in disbelief.Today, however, I wasn't the one who looked impressed.Beth practically bounced beside me as we moved through one luxury shopping district after another, her excitement so genuine and infectious that it drew smiles from complete strangers as she hurried from one display window to the next."I still can't believe we're actually going," she said for perhaps the tenth time that afternoon, clutching three shopping bags against her chest while practically vibrating with enthusiasm. "New Zenith. An actual opening event. With investors and celebrities and rich people."I laughed."Investors are just rich people with spreadsheets."Beth gasped dramatically."You can't say things
The curtain rose beneath a storm of golden light, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I forgot about contracts, blackmail, murder investigations, and billionaires who seemed determined to rearrange my entire future.I was home.Not in The Cashmere Crown.Not in the lake house.Not in Luca's world.Home.The stage beneath my feet felt as familiar as my own heartbeat as the opening notes of Angels and Demons thundered through the theater, vibrating through the floorboards and into my bones while dancers flooded the stage around me in a carefully choreographed explosion of movement and light.For weeks, I had fought for this role.Then lost it.Then somehow found my way back to it.Now there was nothing left to prove.Only the performance.Only the audience.Only the music.I spun beneath the spotlight, allowing instinct to take over where anxiety normally lived, my body moving through the choreography with a confidence that had been built over years of rehearsals, audition
The next morning arrived far earlier than I would have liked.The previous night still lingered at the edges of my thoughts as I made my way back toward the theater, and despite every attempt to focus on something else, I couldn't stop replaying the memory of Luca sitting across from me at that crowded karaoke bar, watching me suffer through every ridiculous song he had selected with entirely too much satisfaction.Part of me was still annoyed.The other part hated how much fun I had secretly had.Unfortunately, neither feeling helped as I stepped through the backstage entrance and returned to the reality waiting for me inside the rehearsal hall."SIENNA!"Beth's voice echoed through the room.Before I could even react, she was already crossing the floor at full speed.A second later, she threw her arms around me.I laughed despite myself."Good morning to you too.""You disappeared.""I was gone for a week.""Exactly."Beth released me and folded her arms dramatically."A whole week.
The host's voice echoed through the speakers."And next up..."My stomach tightened."...Sienna Hart."The room applauded politely.I considered pretending I hadn't heard my name.Unfortunately, several hundred people had heard it.Including Luca.Especially Luca.I turned toward him one final time, hoping for mercy.The man merely lifted his glass and gestured toward the stage.The traitor.I rose from the booth on unsteady legs and made my way through the crowd while every terrible possibility imaginable marched through my head. The casino lights suddenly seemed brighter than they had a few moments ago, the stage larger, the microphone more threatening.By the time I reached center stage, I was already planning my funeral.The host handed me the microphone.The opening notes of the song began.Then realization hit.My eyes narrowed.Of course.Of course he had chosen this song.The lyrics belonged to a classic country hit about a woman carrying on a secret relationship behind her hu
Sienna had never been particularly good at waiting.Unfortunately, waiting was all she had been doing since Luca dropped her off at the villa.Waiting for a phone call.Waiting for news from Beth.Waiting to hear whether Hannah had somehow managed to destroy the entire production in a single weeken
The hurt in Luca's eyes frightened me far more than his anger ever had.Because anger I understood.Anger shouted.Anger slammed doors.Anger made threats.But disappointment?Disappointment simply stood there in expensive Italian shoes and looked at you
I could tell that the curtain rose. The murmur of the audience and the shuffle of the actors stopped.And suddenly, backstage became quiet.Not completely silent, because nothing inside The Cashmere Crown Theater was ever truly silent, but the chaotic energy that had consumed
The rest of the week passed with a strange sort of peace, and I wasn't entirely sure what to do with it.For the first time since arriving at The Cashmere Crown, my life wasn't consumed by rehearsals, emergencies, gunfire, marriage contracts, or impossible decisions. Jake honored our arran







