LOGIN“I feel so stupid.”Aria paced restlessly across the office, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.“I actually trusted her, Zara,” she said, her voice shaking. “I trusted her.”The office looked almost as scattered as before. Files still sat open on the desk, papers lay carelessly around, and Aria had barely sat down since leaving the security room.She kept on pacing.Back and forth.“How could I be this stupid?” she continued, frustration spilling out of her. “She came into my life acting all innocent, and I just… I believed everything.”Tears slipped down her cheeks.“She’s my sister,” Aria whispered brokenly. “Or at least I thought she wanted to be.”Zara’s expression softened immediately.Without saying anything, she walked over and gently pulled Aria into a hug.“There, there,” Zara said quietly, rubbing circles against her back. “Stop blaming yourself for this.”Aria buried her face against Zara’s shoulder for a moment, letting herself cry.“I should have seen th
“I know it’s here.”Aria yanked another drawer open, files shifting and scattering across the desk as frustration built in her chest.“Aria?”Zara stepped into the office and stopped immediately at the sight before her.Folders were spread across the floor. Papers covered the couch and coffee table. Even the shelves had been half-emptied.“What happened?” Zara asked, shutting the door behind her. “Why is your office scattered like this?”“I can’t find it,” Aria muttered, barely looking up as she searched through another stack.“Find what?”Aria let out a frustrated breath and straightened suddenly. “Oh my God. Zara, help me check your office too.”Zara walked closer quickly. “Wait. Calm down first and tell me what you’re looking for.”Aria pressed both palms against the desk, trying to steady herself.“The company file,” she said. “The confidential one.”Zara frowned. “What co
Mira unfolded the letter slowly, her fingers trembling slightly against the paper.Her grandmother’s handwriting was elegantShe swallowed before reading.“If you are reading this letter, then it means I am gone…”Mira’s chest tightened immediately.“And it also means you found your way back to your sister…”Her eyes moved faster over the words.“I am sorry…”The apology hit harder than she expected.“I tried to stop your mother from taking you away from us, but I failed. That is a regret I carried for many years…”Mira lowered herself slowly onto the couch again.“I made this arrangement because I wanted to leave something behind for you. Not out of guilt alone, but because you are my granddaughter, and you deserved to have a place in this family...”Tears blurred her vision.“Love Aria as much as you can. She suffered too. And I hope she loves you just as deeply in return…”Mira pressed her lips together tightly.“The thirty-five percent shares are my gift to you for all the years w
“Where are Damian and Jaxon?” Aria asked, pacing just outside the conference room doors. “They’re supposed to be here by now.” “They’ll be here,” Zara said, her voice steady even though she kept glancing toward the hallway. “Relax. They won’t miss this.” Aria stopped pacing for a second, then resumed again, her heels clicking lightly against the polished floor. Inside the conference room, the low hum of voices and camera adjustments filtered through the doors. The press and the board were already seated, waiting. Mira stood a little to the side, quiet, watching everything with a composed expression. Two minutes later, Aria finally saw them. Damian and Jaxon walked down the hallway, both focused, both moving with purpose. Relief washed over Aria’s face. Damian reached her first. He didn’t say anything immediately. He just pulled her closer, his hand sliding up her arm before he kissed her softly. “Breathe,” he murmured against her lips. “Everything will be fine.” Aria
“Why don’t you know the date?”Celeste’s voice cut sharply through the room as she paced back and forth, her heels clicking against the tiled floor.Mira leaned against the counter, arms folded, watching her without much reaction. “Because I wasn’t told.”Celeste stopped abruptly. “And you didn’t think to ask?”Mira sighed. “It didn’t seem necessary.”“Not necessary?” Celeste let out a dry laugh. “Your job is simple, Mira. Get close to them. Make them trust you. Get information.”“I don’t need to get close to all of them,” Mira shot back, her tone tightening. “My priority is Aria. I’m here for my shares. That’s it.”Celeste’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve gone soft.”“It’s not about being soft,” Mira replied. “I just want what belongs to me. I’m not here to play family with them.”Celeste tilted her head slightly. “And you believe everything Aria told you? That your grandmother just handed over seventy percent of the company to her like that?”Mira hesitated for a second. “It’s what I was to
“Why didn’t you wait for me?”Aria met his eyes through the mirror as Damian’s arms slipped around her waist from behind. His lips brushed her shoulder, then her neck, slow and lingering. He leaned in closer, inhaling deeply, his breath warm against her skin.Her hair was still damp, falling over her shoulders in soft waves.“You smell like lilies,” he murmured, his voice low, almost teasing. “I like it.”Aria let out a soft laugh, tilting her head slightly to give him better access. “I didn’t know you wouldn’t stay that long in your study.”“Hmm,” he hummed, pressing a light kiss just below her ear. “I just made a few calls.”She turned in his arms, smiling up at him. “I figured.”His lips found hers, a slow, familiar kiss that carried the ease of something steady and lived in. He lingered there for a moment before pulling back, his hand brushing lightly along her cheek.“I’ll take a quick shower,” he said.Aria nodded and turned back to the mirror, picking up the hairdryer again. Th
Zara woke up slowly, dragged out of darkness by a violent throb pulsing behind her eyes. Her head was pounding, her stomach twisting with nausea. She groaned and tried to lift her hand—but it wouldn’t move.She tugged again.No movement.No sound but the scrape of rope burning against skin.She for
Zara pointed a chopstick at her. “With all the work you’ve been making me do, you better prepare to give me a two-month vacation to Greece. And you’re the one sponsoring it.”Aria nearly choked on her drink. “Why would I sponsor it?”Zara lifted up her fingers. “One, you’re a billionaire now.”“I’m
Zara didn’t remember grabbing her phone, didn’t remember pushing her chair back. She only remembered her legs trembling as she rushed out of her office. The guards outside straightened immediately, startled by her sudden appearance.“Ma’am? Is everything—” One of the guards askedShe didn’t even an
Zara gasped when she heard his voice behind her.She spun around, clutching the photo to her chest as if she had been caught stealing.“Jaxon, what are you doing here?”Jaxon stood in the doorway of the study, broad shoulders filling the frame, eyes shadowed and unreadable.“I should be asking you







