Camiela's Perspective:"Ms Rodriguez?" The rhythmic tapping of my fingers on the computer keyboard paused as I pulled out my earphones, turning my attention to the office entrance. My head tilted, and I raised a brow inquisitively.Olivia stood there, a friendly smile on her face. "It's getting late, and I was heading out. I thought I'd pop in and let you know."A sigh escaped me as I stretched in my seat, checking the wall clock directly in front of me. "Oh, damn," I exclaimed, "it's seven. Has The Fortress opened already?"She nodded. "They just opened a few minutes ago.""Then I should drop by on my way home," I decided, rising from my chair and collecting my belongings, neatly tucking them into my purse before shutting down the computer. "Don't give them a warning," I warned with a playful finger pointed at her."I'm sworn to your secrecy," she teased, putting a finger to her lips.Scoffing jokingly, I walked toward her. "Funny how you said the same thing last time. I just can't f

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Stefano's Perspective:The front door clicked open, and I pulled it ajar, blocking the entrance. "Tara.""Stefano", she greeted, "you should show up when your father asks to see you.""You shouldn't, though," I retorted, holding my ground in the doorway. "It's nine in the morning; it's only been a few hours since I got back to New York.""It's been long enough. Your father wants to see you; he's been asking since you landed.""Right... What was it, at four in the morning?"She sighed, giving me a pointed look. "Stefano.""Tara", I responded blankly, maintaining eye contact."Just do as I say, all right?""And why should I do that?""Mother's benefit," she shrugged.I raised a brow. "Good thing you're not my mother.""I'm your father's wife. Step-mother benefit," she smiled, reaching up to pat my cheek. "You've been gone for nearly eight months, and now you're back. At the end of the day, he's your father; come see him. Hmm?"My jaw ticked as I continued to stare at her. "Fine. I'll dr

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Camiela's Perspective:"You're coming tonight, aren't you?" Shirley enquired, and Khan hopped off my lap, circling the table to sit beside his mother. She assisted him into the seat, handed me the menu, and then proceeded to fix his hair."Tonight?" I questioned, arching my brows."Don't play dumb and act like you missed the invite. I saw Nancy giving it to you myself," she snickered.I attempted negotiation. "I'll make you a deal. If you act like you never saw anything—""Nope. I would rather be anywhere else than at one of Richard Castro's parties, but if I'm going down, I'm taking you with me."I sighed in frustration and returned to reading the menu. "I have no interest in going to any party," I mumbled."Hmm, but your dad has all the interest in the world in showing you off as his little princess."I glanced at her over the menu. "I hate that word.""Princess?" she asked slowly, trying to provoke me further."Yes," I replied, snapping the menu shut in my hands. "Something about t

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Stefano's Perspective:"Stefano?"I carefully placed my glass of whisky on the illuminated crystal counter and released a sigh, pivoting around to confront the individual intending to test my patience tonight."I thought it was you," he chuckled, moving to stand beside me."And you are...?""I'm a bit offended you've forgotten," he retorted playfully. "Julius Smith", he introduced, extending a hand for me to shake."Stefano Castro", I replied, giving his hand a firm shake."We met last year when I worked with your father."I paused, attempting to recollect. "Smith & Co."He nodded with a small smile.I don't remember. Not at all. But if his last name is Smith, chances are the company is something along those lines."Last time, I was hoping I could get you to meet my daughter, but you left for Romania awfully soon.""Duty calls, Mr Smith," I responded dryly, surveying the room and taking a sip from my drink."You prioritise that often, I see.""I do, indeed." I glanced at him before re

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Camiela's PerspectiveI raised a hand to my mouth, letting out a yawn, and squinted in the living room as the morning sunlight flooded the space. The dining table was filled with lively conversations and the joyful sounds of Khan's laughter. Our family had a longstanding tradition of coming together for breakfast every Friday and throughout the weekends. Despite my exhaustion, I managed to drag myself here this morning.Having arrived early, I was the first one here. Too tired to change, I made my way to my old room and dozed off on the bed."Morning, Sleeping Beauty," Mom chuckled, manoeuvring around me and giving my cheeks a playful squeeze. She then passed a plate of pancakes to Dad before taking a seat beside him.Without saying a word, I settled into the vacant seat on Dad's other side and lifted Khan into my lap as he continued to run around the table, refusing to sit down and eat. Closing my eyes once more, I rested my chin on top of Khan's head, struggling to keep myself awake

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