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Chapter 41

Maya's POVThe city looked the same from up here.That was the thing about cities, they absorbed everything and reflected nothing back. A woman could take over a billion-dollar company and come home and stand at a window and the city would go on doing exactly what it had been doing, indifferent and bright, utterly unbothered by the scale of what had just happened inside one building on one afternoon.I found that comforting, usually...Tonight it felt like something else.I heard Alex on the stairs. His footsteps had a particular quality, deliberate without being heavy, the sound of someone who moved through spaces with full awareness of them. I had learned to recognise it the same way you learn to recognise anything you live alongside long enough.He stopped in the doorway.I didn't turn from the window...The silence between us had been comfortable for some time, the specific ease of two people who h

Chapter 42

Mason's POVI didn't go in on Monday.Or Tuesday.By Wednesday, Petra had stopped sending the morning schedule reminders, which meant she had been told or had intuited that they were no longer relevant. I noted this with the detached clarity of a man who had spent thirty years being the person schedules were built around and was now apparently someone whose absence required no explanation.I stayed home.It was not entirely unpleasant.That was the thing I hadn't expected... the specific, unfamiliar texture of days that weren't structured around the building. My son was three weeks old and I had been present for approximately forty percent of those three weeks in any meaningful sense, the rest consumed by shareholder crises and governance challenges and the controlled implosion of everything I had spent my career constructing.Now I was present.I learned his schedule, the way he woke at

Chapter 43

Maya's POVThe room was very quiet after he left.I had wanted quiet. I had asked for it specifically, with the deliberate language of someone who knew what they needed and was capable of asking for it.Space...Room...The absence of warmth that had become too familiar too quickly.I had it now..It felt nothing like I expected.I moved to the sofa and sat and told myself, with the practiced efficiency of eight weeks of rebuilding, that this was the correct decision.That clarity required distance...That a woman who had spent eight years losing herself inside someone else's emotional gravity was right to be cautious about the pull she felt toward a new one, however different the source.I told myself these things.My mind did not particularly cooperate.It went instead to his face when I said it.Not the anger, there had been no anger, which was its own kin

Chapter 44

Alex's POVThe city looked the same from every window I had ever stood at.I had stood at a lot of windows in a lot of cities... Tokyo, Singapore, Dubai, São Paulo, the particular grey-blue of this harbor at night that I had come to know better than any of the others because I had chosen to stay here longer than anywhere else.The view always looked orderly from this height.Contained.The kind of landscape that confirmed the world was navigable if you understood its systems.I had built my entire professional life on that confirmation.I stood at the window and felt none of it tonight...The thing about running a four-hundred-million-dollar maritime company was that it required a specific kind of mental architecture, the ability to hold multiple variables simultaneously, to absorb uncertainty without being destabilised by it, to make decisions under pressure with the clean efficiency of someone who trusted thei

Chapter 45

Alex Pov The knock came twice sharp, hesitant. I yanked the door open, heart already slamming. Maya stood there in the dim hallway light, eyes wide and confused, like she’d forgotten why she’d come. Our gazes locked, electric and unspoken. Heat crackled between us. “I’m sorry for disturbing you,” she whispered, voice shaky. She turned to leave. I grabbed her wrist, spun her back, and crushed my mouth to hers. She didn’t pull away. Fuck, she melted. Her lips parted instantly, soft at first, then hungry. The kiss deepened fast, tongues sliding, teeth nipping, breaths turning ragged. Low tension exploded into raw need. My hands roamed down her body, gripping her ass, pulling her hard against my cock, already throbbing and straining. Clothes didn’t stand a chance. I ripped her top open, buttons flying. She yanked my shir

Chapter 46

Maya's POVI woke up decided.That was the best way to describe it, the specific quality of a morning where the mind arrives at a conclusion before the eyes are fully open.The conclusion had been harder to reach than I was willing to admit, given what had happened last night.I had gone to his door. I had knocked. And what followed..... his hands, the warmth of him, the way I had completely lost composure in a way I hadn't planned or controlled, loud enough that I was grateful the house was large, had been the opposite of every boundary I had spent three days rebuildingI had moaned his name more than once...Loudly...Without a single thought for control or distance or any of the very sensible decisions I had made while standing at the window.And then, when it was over and the room was quiet and his arm was around me and the warmth of him was doing exactly what warmth does, making everything feel managea

Chapter 47

Maya's POVThe morning moved the way good mornings moved, with purpose.I had arrived at Hargrove Meridian at eight-fifteen, greeted Lila and the reception team with the specific warmth of someone who meant it, and was at my desk with the first contract folder open by eight-twenty-two. The restructuring framework. The Bayport implementation timeline....Three pending board resolutions that required my signature before the end of the dayWork had always been the clearest version of myself...The place where the noise stopped and the only thing that mattered was the next right decision.I was halfway through the second folder when Lila knocked."Mr. Hargrove is here," she said, from the doorway. "Mason Hargrove. He's asked to see you"I looked at the contract in front of me."Tell him I'll be with him when I'm done," I said."He said it's....""When I'm done, Lila"Sh

Chapter 48

Mason's POVI had timed it carefully.Not the apology, that had been yesterday, the private office, the controlled environment where she could dismiss me without consequence. That had been reconnaissance. Today was different...Today I had chosen the open floor.She was crossing the executive floor at eleven-fifteen, moving between the strategy suite and her office with Lila at her shoulder and two members of the legal team flanking her, the specific, purposeful movement of a woman who had somewhere to be and the authority to get there without stopping.I stepped into her path..Not aggressively.PreciselyThe way you position yourself in a room when you want to create a moment without appearing to have engineered one."Maya." I said her name at a volume that carried. Not loud.Enough.She stopped.The floor didn't stop, people continued m

Chapter 49

Maya's POVI left the office at four-thirty.Earlier than I had planned, earlier than the day warranted.... there was still work on the desk, still emails requiring responses, still the implementation timeline that could absorb another two hours without complaintBut somewhere around four o'clock the concentration had started fraying at the edges, and I had learned enough about myself in the past eight weeks to recognise when pushing through produced diminishing returns.I stopped by Hargrove Meridian's secondary office on the way, the operational hub where the logistics team ran the day-to-day, where the people who had been quietly building Phoenix's infrastructure for weeks were now doing it under their own name and their own light.I walked the floor, asked the right questions, received the right answers, and felt the specific, grounding satisfaction of something functioning as designed.It helped...What it didn't he

Chapter 50

Maya's POV He arrived again but this time with coffee. I heard him before I saw him, the particular quality of footsteps in the corridor that Lila's expression confirmed before she said a word. She appeared in my doorway with the look she wore when she was deciding whether to intervene. "Mr. Hargrove is...." "I can see," I said. Mason appeared behind her shoulder, holding two cups from the café on the ground floor, the good one, not the lobby machine, and wearing the expression of a man who had decided today was the day we became colleagues. "Lila," I said. "Thank you" Lila retreated. Mason came in... He set the cup on my desk with the ease of someone who had done it a hundred times, which he had, in a different building, in a different version of this dynamic.

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