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An hour later, Serena stirred awake. The first thing she saw was the soft cream-colored ceiling above her — familiar, safe. A faint breath escaped her lips, half in relief, half in disbelief. For a brief, blissful moment, she thought she was alone.Then came a voice. A voice she hadn’t heard in what felt like a lifetime.“Awake?”It was calm, deep — unmistakably Matheo’s.Serena’s body went rigid. Every nerve in her froze. Slowly, she turned her head toward the sound, and her heart nearly stopped.Matheo sat in the chair beside her bed, his expression unreadable under the dim light filtering through the curtains. The faint scent of rain still clung to his coat — and for an instant, the room felt suffocating.What is he doing here?Her instinct was to sit up, to demand answers, but before she could form a word, he reached forward and pressed his hand gently over her mouth.“D

Colton turned his head, his expression shadowed by a mix of disdain and quiet warning.“Love makes people blind,” he muttered. “Sooner or later, you’ll lose yourself.”There was no sentimentality in his voice—just cold certainty. Colton had never believed in love. To him, women were distractions, bodies for release and nothing more. He treated them the same way he treated expensive liquor—enjoyed briefly, discarded without a second thought.Hugo, on the other hand, had a more refined cruelty. He could charm a woman, make her feel seen, and still walk away without a trace of guilt. They both used women, but at least Hugo wrapped it in politeness. Colton didn’t bother. He despised women who coasted on seduction and weakness.Alexander didn’t respond. His gaze lingered on the phone in his hand, his thumb hovering above the screen. After a moment of hesitation, he began typing a reply to Serena’s last message.Alexander: [Alright, then don’t stay sober. I’ll come to you after I’m done.]W

By the time Serena slowly stirred awake, most of the staff on the top floor had already gone home. The world outside was quiet now—only the hum of the city below lingered faintly, carried through the tall glass windows. Neon lights shimmered against the skyline, painting streaks of color across the ceiling.Alexander lay beside her, still asleep, his arm wrapped firmly around her waist. His warmth pressed against her back, his breathing steady and deep. Serena tilted her head slightly, watching the faint glow of city lights reflect off his face. In that fleeting moment, she wished time would stop—that he would never let go.The room was dim, illuminated only by the faint gleam of the city outside. She reached up, brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, and gently nudged him. “Alexander,” she whispered. No response.She tried again, but instead of waking, he moved—pulling her down, his lips finding hers in the shadows. The kiss deepened quickly, rough and hungry. Serena let out a s

Dear Gentle Readers , before you proceed to read the rest of this chapter , ler us play a game. Guess who said that line : That never stopped me from wanting you. & write your guess on the comment section. No cheating & deleting wrong answers please. Per favore this is just for fun. Grazie a mille. *********The lights of E.A. Corporation glowed late into the evening, the hum of computers and quiet tapping of keyboards echoing through the upper floors. Serena was still at her desk, shoulders squared and eyes fixed on the glowing spreadsheets before her.For weeks, she’d been living in this rhythm — long nights, cold coffee, and the faint buzz of fluorescent light. Ruiz Star Entertainment had been in turmoil lately, firing executives in waves as the media feasted on their downfall. But the government had yet to step in.That didn’t bother Serena. The damage was done. Ruiz Star had lost credibility, and every company that once courted them now turned eagerly toward E.A. Corporation. The

The neon glow of Broadway Bar painted everything in shades of gold and violet, the low thrum of jazz spilling from hidden speakers as laughter rippled through the haze of whiskey and cigar smoke. When Alexander Vanderbilt stepped inside, the energy shifted—heads turned instinctively. He had that commanding presence that didn’t need to shout to be noticed.At the corner booth, Hugo was already two drinks in, lounging with his sleeves rolled up and his grin sharp. He lifted his glass lazily when Alexander approached.“So,” Hugo drawled, eyes gleaming with mischief, “did you ask Serena why she spent two nights at that hotel? Don’t tell me she was catching up with her first love?”Alexander shot him a look colder than the ice melting in his glass. He brushed past and muttered flatly, “Stop talking crap about her.”The bite in his tone silenced Hugo for half a second. He watched Alexander sit, then let out a low whistle. Before everyone knew that Ava and Serena were the same person, Alexan