LOGINAlejandro’s POVThe room stays quiet after Victor’s words. Not peaceful, waiting. Like everyone knows the next move will change everything.Dylan slowly stands, buttons his jacket, looks around once, then smiles. “Good morning.”Victor sighs dramatically. “I don’t think it is.”Dylan grins wider. “Give me ten minutes. I’ll change your mind.”A few directors chuckle despite themselves, though Victor doesn’t. Dylan walks toward the projector and says, “No speeches. I know everyone hates those.”Someone at the far end mutters, “Finally.”Dylan replies without looking, “I heard that. I’m pretending I didn’t.” Even the chairman hides a smile.The first slide appears. Nothing complicated. Three circles, several arrows, company names, bank accounts. Simple. Very simple.Dylan points at the screen. “This company received payment.” He taps once. “It immediately transferred everything here.” Another tap. “And this company… doesn’t actually exist.”Victor folds his arms. “Plenty of companies dis
Alejandro’s POVThe room stays quiet after Victor’s words. Not peaceful, waiting. Like everyone knows the next move will change everything.Dylan slowly stands, buttons his jacket, looks around once, then smiles. “Good morning.”Victor sighs dramatically. “I don’t think it is.”Dylan grins wider. “Give me ten minutes. I’ll change your mind.”A few directors chuckle despite themselves, though Victor doesn’t. Dylan walks toward the projector and says, “No speeches. I know everyone hates those.”Someone at the far end mutters, “Finally.”Dylan replies without looking, “I heard that. I’m pretending I didn’t.” Even the chairman hides a smile.The first slide appears. Nothing complicated. Three circles, several arrows, company names, bank accounts. Simple. Very simple.Dylan points at the screen. “This company received payment.” He taps once. “It immediately transferred everything here.” Another tap. “And this company… doesn’t actually exist.”Victor folds his arms. “Plenty of companies dis
Camila’s POVThe room refuses to settle. Directors whisper over each other while lawyers shuffle papers across the table. The chairman taps his pen twice. “Order.” Nobody listens. He taps harder. “I said order.” The voices slowly die.Victor leans back comfortably. Like he has nowhere else to be. Like every second belongs to him already. I hate how calm he looks. Alejandro keeps his eyes forward. His face doesn’t change. Only I notice the tiny muscle tightening along his jaw.The chairman adjusts his glasses. “We’ll proceed with the vote.” A voice suddenly interrupts him. “Excuse me...” Everyone turns. Mom. She slowly pushes herself to her feet. Her hands tremble against the table. For one terrifying second I think she’s going to fall.I jump up immediately. “Mom. I’ve got you.” She smiles at me. Small. Tired. “I’m alright.” She lets out a shaky laugh. “I’ll be alright.” Alejandro quietly steps beside her. Without saying anything he steadies the chair behind her. She looks at him. “Th
Camila’s POVMorning arrives too quietly. I open my eyes before the alarm rings. For a second I forget what today is. Then it all crashes back. The board meeting. Victor. Sophia. The police. Everything. I stare at the ceiling. My stomach already feels tight.Alejandro’s arm is still around my waist. He’s awake. I can tell. He asks if I slept either. His voice is rough with sleep. I turn toward him and ask if he was watching me. He prefers to call it attentive. I roll my eyes. He always renames things. It helps him, apparently. His smile reaches his eyes and calms me more than I expect.We get ready almost silently. Neither of us talks much. The quiet isn’t awkward. It’s careful. Mrs. Harper meets us downstairs and places breakfast on the table. She points the spatula at me when I say I’m not hungry. That wasn’t a suggestion. Alejandro coughs to hide a laugh. I glare at him. Mrs. Harper nods proudly. Finally someone who appreciates her authority. I sigh dramatically. I’ve been betrayed
Alejandro’s POVThe police station doesn’t feel like victory. It feels like holding my breath for one mistake. The conference room door closes behind me. Only six people are inside. Two investigators. The chief prosecutor. Ethan. Dylan. And me.Nobody wastes time. Files immediately cover the table. Photographs. Financial records. Witness statements. Sophia’s recordings. Maria’s testimony. The hidden payments. Everything. The lead investigator slowly adjusts his glasses and says he’s reviewed everything twice, then reviewed it again. My stomach tightens. He quietly nods. It’s enough.Nobody celebrates. Nobody smiles. The room only grows quieter. Dylan finally exhales that he’s been holding that breath for weeks. Ethan nudges him. The investigator actually chuckles. For one second the tension eases. Then another folder slides across the table.The prosecutor opens it carefully. Multiple arrest warrants. She taps each page. Victor Vega. Three executives. Two doctors. One financial advise
Camila’s POVI don’t remember leaving the house. One minute I was staring at Sophia’s files. The next… I’m sitting alone on the cold beach before sunrise. The waves keep rolling toward me, then pulling away again. Like they’re breathing for me because I forgot how.Everything hurts. Not one thing. Everything. Sophia. Mom. Victor. The hospital. The attacks. The lies. The truth. I hug my knees tighter. My chest feels so heavy I almost laugh. I whisper to the ocean that this is what surviving feels like. Nobody answers.A seagull lands a few feet away and stares at me. I stare back and tell it not to judge me today. The bird suddenly flies away. I sniff quietly and decide that’s probably fair.Behind me, footsteps sink into the sand. Slow. Unhurried. I don’t turn around. I already know who it is. Alejandro doesn’t call my name. He simply walks closer and sits beside me. Close enough that our shoulders almost touch. Far enough that I don’t feel trapped.The silence stretches between us. N
Alejandro's POV"What exactly is so funny?"The moment the words leave my mouth, the entire table goes silent.Good, because judging by the expression on Camila's face, whatever happened before I arrived wasn't funny at all.Several women suddenly become very interested in their drinks,others avoid
Camila's POVI hate everything about this.I hate the contract sitting inside my purse. I hate the black SUV carrying me away from the apartment I've lived in for the last four years. Most of all, I hate the fact that less than twenty-four hours after signing that contract, my mother's treatment pl
Alejandro's POVThe door closes behind Camila, and for the first time all afternoon, the conference room falls silent.I should be relieved as the meeting is over, the contract remains unsigned. Nothing has changed.Instead, I find myself staring at the door she walked through, replaying the conver
Camila's POV"I want you to be my wife for sixty days."For a second, I honestly think I've misheard him.Maybe the air conditioning in this ridiculously expensive conference room is too loud. Maybe exhaustion is finally catching up to me after three consecutive double shifts and months of survivin







