Se connecterXavier’s POVSilenceThe boardroom remains silent long after Madison leaves.No one moves immediately.No one speaks.Because humiliation at that level leaves damage behind.---My ThoughtsGood.---The DifferenceMonths ago, I might have handled this quietly.Privately.Efficiently.Now?The moment Madison involved Anna—This stopped being business.---Beside MeI can still feel Anna’s hand in mine beneath the table.Warm.Slightly trembling.Still there.---DangerousThat affects me more than it should.---The BoardOne of the older board members clears his throat carefully.“What are the next public steps?”---Work ReturnsImmediately.PR strategies. Legal containment. Media statements.The company keeps moving because companies always move.Even during disaster.---But My Attention Keeps ReturningTo her.---AnnaShe stays quiet through most of the meeting.Composed externally.But I know her well enough now to notice the signs.The slight tension in her shoulders.The way
Anna’s POV---The BoardroomThe atmosphere inside the boardroom feels sharp enough to cut skin.Executives line both sides of the table.Legal teams. PR advisors. Board members.Everyone tense.Everyone waiting.---MadisonAnd at the center of it—Madison sits perfectly composed.Like she didn’t just throw the company into chaos.---My ThoughtsIf I didn’t know her better, I might almost admire the performance.Almost.---Xavier Beside MeHis presence beside me feels steady.Controlled.Dangerously calm.And after everything that happened last night—I know that calm is not peace.It’s restraint.---The Meeting Begins“We need immediate containment,” one board member says nervously.“Investors are already demanding explanations.”---Another Voice“The contract leak damages public credibility.”---Madison Finally SpeaksSmooth voice.Perfectly measured.“Well, unfortunately the truth became public.”---SilenceThe room stills slightly.Because even now—She sounds pleased.---
Anna’s POV---MorningBy morning—The internet is on fire.---The HeadlinesEvery news platform. Every business blog. Every gossip account.All repeating the same story.> CONTRACT MARRIAGE EXPOSEDCEO’S WIFE “HIRED” FOR IMAGE CONTROLROMANCE OR CORPORATE FRAUD?And somehow—Reading it the second time hurts more than the first.---The MansionThe dining room feels unusually tense.Not because of Xavier.Because of me.Because every time my phone vibrates, my chest tightens automatically now.---XavierMeanwhile—Xavier looks terrifyingly calm.Which somehow feels worse.---ObservationHe sits across from me reviewing reports on his tablet while drinking coffee like the company is not actively collapsing online.Controlled. Sharp. Cold.But beneath it—I can feel the anger.---Mrs. Alvarez Notices TooShe places breakfast down carefully before glancing between us.Concerned.Quiet.---My AppetiteGone completely.---Xavier NoticesOf course he does.“You need to eat.”---My Vo
Xavier’s POVSilenceThe hallway becomes completely still.Anna stands frozen in front of me while the phone screen glows between my hands.Headlines.Documents.Contract pages.Enough information to destroy everything we spent months protecting.My ThoughtsImpossible.The contract access was restricted.Legal department only.Executive clearance only.Which means this was not accidental.It was deliberate.Targeted.WorseTimed perfectly.RealisationAfter the investor dinner.After public attention increased.After Anna finally started trusting what existed between us.Not coincidence.Strategy.My FocusNot on the company.Not on the scandal.On her.AnnaShe looks pale.Still staring at the screen like she stopped breathing somewhere between one headline and the next.My Voice“Anna.”Low.Controlled.Careful.Her Eyes Lift SlowlyAnd what I see there immediately tightens something violently inside my chest.Humiliation.Fear.Doubt.DangerousAbsolutely not.The ProblemI know e
Anna’s POVThe CityThe city looks unreal from up here.Lights stretching endlessly beneath the rooftop.Rain shimmering softly against the glass.Music low enough to feel private.And somehow—None of it feels as overwhelming as Xavier sitting beside me.The DifferenceTonight feels dangerous in a completely different way.Not because of tension.Not because of uncertainty.Because things are finally becoming honest.XavierHe’s quieter now.Not distant.Comfortable.And I realise slowly that this version of Xavier may be the rarest one of all.My Observation“You think too much.”His Eyes Lift“That’s a criticism.”My Smile“It’s an observation.”UnexpectedThe corner of his mouth shifts slightly again.That almost-smile.And honestly?I think I’m becoming addicted to it.The TruthThree months ago, Xavier Cortez terrified me.Now—He still terrifies me.Just differently.Dinner Ends SlowlyNeither of us rushes the evening.Which feels important somehow.Like both of us understand t
Xavier’s POVThe DriveI should not be nervous.It’s dinner.One evening.One decision I have negotiated, planned, and controlled carefully.And yet—My pulse has been unsteady since Anna opened the bedroom door.The ProblemThe necklace was a risk.A calculated one.Still a risk.Because gifts imply intention.And intention changes everything between us.AnnaShe sits beside me quietly in the backseat, city lights sliding across her face through the rain-streaked windows.Every few seconds, my attention drifts toward her again.Unacceptable.Predictable.WorseShe keeps touching the necklace unconsciously.Like she still can’t believe I gave it to her.Dangerous ThoughtI would buy her ten more immediately if she keeps looking at it like that.ControlThis is precisely why emotional attachment is problematic.It alters priorities.The RestaurantThe rooftop restaurant remains private exactly as requested.Minimal staff.Restricted access.No media presence.No interruptions.I arrang







