MasukLAURA I smiled awkwardly, looking down to my front to see the color-eyed and glowing Juniper. He slowly let go and sat beside me, crossing his leg as he stared at me. I could tell he was being starved at that moment but trying to keep his cool and act like it did not matter. I picked up the call immediately, and Juniper called in my ear. “Laura, I am at the company now, and I wanted us to go for a little, you know, shopping spree,” she smiled. She giggled from the other side of the call. I did not know what to say, and I could not understand why she was so excited. “Why? Why do we need to go for shopping? I have more than enough clothes,” I said to her, looking at Xavier, who raised a brow.“Oh, you have more than enough clothes, but you don't have professional clothes, you know, to boost your confidence now that you are a business expert,” she said, and my heart dropped again. She actually sees me as somebody who is a business expert.“Oh, okay, um, I'll be there now,” I said an
LAURA The quarterly projection glowed on the wall-sized monitor, a jagged mountain range of red and green lines that supposedly represented human lives and livelihood to the men in this room, men who wore their power like a second skin. It was just resource allocations or mitigating overhead. To me, it was a dizzying blur of light that made my head ache because of my eyes. Behind my eyes. I kept thinking about what Juniper had told me earlier, her voice echoing in my head like a lifeline. She said I was supposed to be the voice of humanity, the conscience of the board. But as I sat in a chair that probably cost more than my first car, I wondered how anyone was expected to speak about humanity when they were choking on the smell of expensive cooling recycled air and cold ambition.Xavier sat at the head of the table, and watching him was like watching a stranger. This wasn't the man who made me coffee in the morning or held me until I fell asleep. This was a titan. He stared at the c
XAVIER I spent my life surrounded by Ivy League consultants who can recite a balance sheet in their sleep. But none of them saw what Laura did. It was 4 a.m. and espresso had long since turned bitter. I was staring at the Morrison group debtor retails when Laura leaned over my shoulder, pointing a slender finger at a name on the board list. “He's not worried about the divide, Xavier. He's worried about his legacy,” I posted the data blurring on the screen. I had been looking at the board as a wall of code numbers, but Laura saw them as men with egos and fear. She didn't have the credentials, but she had a terrifyingly sharp grid on human nature. For the first time, I wasn't just leading; I was listening. “If you try to outbid Morrison on cash, you will bleed the company dry,” she continued, her voice steady, and despite the exhaustion lying on her face. “But if you give the share, that's something they can put a price on. Security resource money won't matter.” I leaned back; t
LAURA "I'm scared," I muttered gently to him. He looked at me sharply, concerned immediately. "You don't have to be scared of anything." "Then why are you keeping silent? Why are you acting like I am just talking to myself and you are not even listening?" I poured out my feelings. "I am listening to everything, every word you say to me. But you don't have to be scared because there's nothing to be scared about." "Hey Ashot, I'm falling for you so deeply that I don't even have a choice. And do you know what frightened me the most?" I said slowly. I knew I wanted to hide this for as long as possible. But at this point, I don't think I can anymore. "It's the fact that you will always patronize your business and secrets over our partnership, our relationship, this marriage." I said. He slowly let go of me and sat a bit distance from me. "I don't know what goes through your mind sometimes, Laura, but I don't even know how else to assure you anymore. But I want you to know I am al
XAVIER “As I said, a lot of people, I wouldn't even want to mention, see you as some kind of candy bar. To be done to what they please. I paid multiple of them millions to forget and disavow Alexi or the Volkov lineage. To have anything to do with you.” I watched Laura process this. “I was trying to protect you without you having to worry. After everything that has happened, that's... that is honestly the least I could do. But I fucked up by not telling you.” I added, hoping she would finally accept my truth. Laura was quiet for a long moment before she said to me, “Take me home, not to Nipas, to our home. We need to really talk, and I am tired of running away every time things get hard.” My heart did something complicated in my chest because Laura just called me home. The paint had hung and called it ours. Something I never expected to hear.LAURA The penthouse was too quiet. The floor-to-ceiling windows showed the east Chicago skyline, and it felt distant and cold. A star contr
XAVIER The bell above the door hadn't even finished its cheerful chime before the atmosphere in the coffee shop died. It wasn't just my size or the way my clothes and security team fanned out behind me like a shadow cabinet. It was the heat coming off me. I moved to the... hipster morning customers as they parted like the Red Sea. I didn't see the menu boards or the line of people waiting for lattes. I only saw the back of Vanessa's head and the pale, frozen mask of Laura's face across from her. Every step I took felt like a hammer striking against the floor. The viper wasn't at the gate anymore. She was sitting at the table, pouring poison into my wife's ear. And the restraint I had practiced for years snapped like a dry twig. I couldn't believe it. It all came to me like a sickening clarity. Everything had fought, found every way, scanned through every corner just to find out who exactly was trying to come in between me and my wife, and she was right there, taking each and every s
XAVIER Thirty-six hours. I’d been awake for thirty-six hours straight and I could feel it in every atom of my being. My eyes burned like someone had poured acid under my lids, my head pounded with a relentless throb that matched my pulse, and my hands had developed a slight tremor I was trying t
XAVIER “Boss, boss, boss!” I could hear Marcus’s voice through my haze of sleep and I was already annoyed. I forced my eyes open, the bright lights of the infirmary stabbing into my skull. My head was still pounding, my body felt like it had been run over by a truck, and the last thing I needed w
LAURA “Ughh,” I groaned as I tried to move my limbs but it was no use. Everything hurt.Pain was the first thing I registered as consciousness slowly crept back in—a throbbing sensation that radiated from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. As my eyes slowly opened, my vision swam, blurry
XAVIER “Right this way sir,” the chauffeur gestured to the elevator and I gave him a slight nod before entering.When the metal doors shifted to a close, I released a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding.Tonight, I was meeting with the heads of the other families in Chicago at the China tw







