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The first file was worse than I expected.Sports compliance case. High-profile athlete. Alleged contract breach, endorsement fallout, media vultures already circling. If this went wrong, it wouldn’t just be a courtroom loss... it would be front-page humiliation.“Cute,” I muttered under my breath.Harrington hadn’t given me busy work.He’d given me something explosive.I flipped open the second file.Intellectual propertyIVY POVThe first file was worse than I expected.Sports compliance case. High-profile athlete. Alleged contract breach, endorsement fallout, media vultures already circling. If this went wrong, it wouldn’t just be a courtroom loss... it would be front-page humiliation.“Cute,” I muttered under my breath.Harrington hadn’t given me busy work.He’d given me something explosive.I flipped open the second file.Intellectual property dispute between two tech companies. Billions at stake. Aggressive opposing counsel. Multiple jurisdictions are involved.He didn’t want to see if I could survive.He wanted to see if I could dominate… crashFine.I kicked off my heels under the desk, tucked my legs beneath me, and started mapping timelines on a legal pad. Dates. Clauses. Breach points. Weaknesses.Thirty minutes in, I forgot to be nervous.An hour in, I forgot I was new.
IVY POVMorning came too fast.For a split second, I forgot where I was. The bed was softer. The room unfamiliar. Sunlight streamed through massive windows instead of my tiny Chicago blinds.Then it hit me.New York.First day.Kirkland & Ellis.…Manhattan branch.I shot upright.“Oh, my God.”I grabbed my phone from the nightstand—6:42 AM.Not late. Thank God cos are not repeating the mistake of yesterday.I slipped out of bed and walked toward the windows. The city was already awake… yellow cabs slicing through traffic, distant horns, the low hum of ambition in the air.Today wasn’t just about showing up.Today was about making a statement.If Steven thought I was a transfer inconvenience, fine.I'm about show them the sharpest inconvenience he’d ever met.I opened my suitcase and laid everything out on the bed.Black tailored trousers.Struc
IVY POVAlright,” Max said, clapping his hands once. “You’ve stared at my penthouse long enough. You’ve drooled over my wealth. Now let me feed so you don't faint on me.”“Please,” I groaned, leaning back in my stool. “Finally. After everything today, I need some carbs.”He laughed and walked over to the kitchen island. I swung my legs on one of the bar stools, taking it all in. This kitchen alone was bigger than my whole Chicago apartment. Marble counters. Cabinets hiding God knows what. A wine fridge that probably cost more than my car.“So,” I said, watching him roll up his sleeves, “are you ordering something crazy expensive, or are you actually gonna cook?”He gave me a look. “Excuse you, grandma. Just in case you've forgotten, I can cook.”“I know you can cook. But when was the last time you actually used this kitchen?”“Two years ago. But I boil water every now and then,” he said, smirking.I laughed so h
IVY POVAs the plane finally touched down, my heart raced.My bag slung over my shoulder, I navigated through the crowded airport, my mind buzzing with everything ahead… and one person I hadn’t seen in over a year.There he was. Max. Leaning against his car, casual as ever, but with that grin that could make my knees weaken even after all this time. My chest tightened. I hadn’t seen him since last year… work had kept me in Chicago, and I hadn’t been able to make the trip.“Hey, my little poison,” he said the moment I stepped outside. His voice was warm, teasing, but something in his eyes softened when he saw me.“Max,” I breathed, surprised by how fast the words caught in my throat. I couldn’t help it…I ran toward him, and before I realized it, I was hugging him like I hadn’t breathed in a year.“You really made me wait hours just to pick you up,” he chuckled, holding me at arm’s length to look at me. “God, it’s been too long.”
IVY POVMonday was already off to a disastrous start. I woke up to sunlight streaming through my blinds, groggy and disoriented… and then my phone lit up with notifications.12:00 PM.My stomach dropped. My flight was for 10:00 AM. Fuck!“No… no, no, no!” I scrambled out of bed, throwing the covers aside. My bag was still packed from the night before, at least that part was easy…but I had no time to breathe.I ripped off my pajamas, barely thinking, and hopped into the shower. The water was freezing, the clock ticking louder in my head with every second. I scrubbed quickly, trying to make it count, but the panic made my hands shake.Towel around my shoulders, I tore through my closet, grabbing the first statement outfit I could find. Suit jacket, pants, blouse… throw it on, Ivy, throw it on! My hair was still damp, so I grabbed the hairdryer, yanking at it as I ran around the apartment, my suitcase rolling behind me.I s
IVY POVI walked back to my office, my heels clicking against the marble floor, and sank into my chair. My inbox was already full, files stacked up, but I had work to do… preparing everything to hand over to the person who would take over my current cases.Kai popped his head in, looking curious. “Everything okay? You look… pissed.”I gave him a small smile, still buzzing with adrenaline. “Blake won this round, Kai. But it’s just a round. I won't let her win the war.”I pulled out my phone, fingers hovering over Max’s number. My thumb hovered for a second, then I typed quickly:“Hey… I’m coming to your city.”Sent.My heart skipped. Relief, somehow excited I get to see Max and Zoe, and a little nervousness mingled together. This was more than what I expected… this was my life, my next challenge, and maybe… just maybe, a chance to finally prove to Steve my he should make me managing partner.I set my phone down,
IVY POVThe weekend came faster than I expected, mostly thanks to Ronan canceling all their tutor plans for the past three days. Finally, I had some time to rest. No calls. No messages. Well… except for the text three days ago..RH: I won’t be available for now.That wa
IVY POV The ride back was quiet. Too quiet. Walter didn’t say a word, and neither did I. I just stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past, my head pounding and my patience completely gone. When we finally pulled up in front of my apartment building, relief hit me hard. “Have a l
IVY POVHe just stared at me, that unreadable smirk still tugging at the corner of his lips. My stomach churned. How is he so calm? Doesn’t he even care that he’s failing?“Are you going to start or just stare at me like that all day?” I snapped, my voice sharper than I meant.He tilted his head, b
IVY POV The hiccups wouldn’t stop as I followed him upstairs, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. Every step made me feel like the world was watching me fail. We entered a huge lounge that took my breath away. Dark hardwood floors gleamed under soft, golden lighting. Plush sofas and armchairs







