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Locking eyes with Rene, Carlo's expression remained calm, but there was a new intensity in his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as if considering Rene’s proposition carefully. The silence in the room grew with the tension, everyone waiting for his next move."Alright," Carlo said slowly, his voice smooth. "Perhaps the head of management isn’t the only path. There are other positions available, Kia. Important ones." Then he leaned forward, his gaze locking onto Rene's. "What if I offered you the role of head of marketing? It’s a prestigious position, one with a lot of influence."Before Rene could respond, Bianca’s eyes widened, and she practically jumped out of her chair. “What?!” she exclaimed, her voice shaking with disbelief. “You’re going to give him my position? I’ve worked for years to build the department! You can’t just hand it over to him.”Without meeting her eyes, Carlo waved a dismissive hand in her direction. “Bianca, calm down. It’s just business.
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The heavy oak door of their bedroom clicked shut behind them, the soft thud reverberating through the quiet but Maria didn’t turn around. She stood rigid, her back to Rene, staring out the large bay window that overlooked the sprawling Rossi estate. The night was dark, with only the faint glow of the moon casting shadows across the room.Rene sighed, slipping off his jacket and tossing it onto the chair by the door. He could feel the tension radiating off her, even from across the room. Her shoulders were tense, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. He knew what was coming... she had barely spoken a word to him since they left the dinner.“I had to do it,” he started, his voice calm but cautious.With each passing silent second, Maria’s posture stiffened even more, her silence a sharper weapon than any words she could have thrown at him. "Maria, look at me," Rene called out softly.The room felt heavy, but finally, after a long pause, she finally turned around, her eyes blazing
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Saturday night8:00 P.M.As the silence continued to drag in the room, Rene stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his cufflinks, his thoughts scattered. The weight of what the evening would bring pressed heavily on him, knowing what he had to do at the party. His jaw tightened as he glanced toward the bathroom door. Maria had been in there for a while, far longer than usual, and the silence between them was beginning to suffocate him. “She’ll understand after tonight,” he mumbled to himself. He wanted to believe that, to hold on to the hope that after this, after the apology, he could fix things between them. But the doubt lingered. Maybe it was already too late.He finished dressing, straightening his jacket, and smoothing down his tie. He looked sharp, every detail of his outfit perfect, but it all felt hollow. The room felt too quiet, too cold without Maria’s voice. He turned and stared at the bathroom door for the longest time, hating the silence more than anything. Every s
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Staring ahead, Gunnar reclined on the leather couch in his private office, one ankle resting casually atop his knee, a tumbler of untouched whiskey in one hand. The room was dim, bathed in the warm golden hue of late afternoon light. The only sound was the faint ticking of the antique clock mounted above the fireplace.Across from him, Rene sat stiffly, one arm draped over the couch’s backrest, the other nursing his ribs with deliberate restraint. A thin bruise was forming along his jawline, still fresh from his father’s rage. He wore it like an afterthought, uninterested in pity."Will you tell me who did that?" Gunnar asked, lowering his gaze to the cut."No," Rene said casually.Just then, Gunnar’s phone buzzed on the table between them.He glanced down at the screen, then back at Rene. “Your grandfather-in-law is calling.”Rene smirked faintly, though his eyes remained dull. “Answer it.”Gunnar hesitated only a moment, then tapped the screen. “Okay, boss.”He placed the phone on s
