All Chapters of HIS COLD DENIAL: Love After Divorce : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The Road To Hawthorne.Country: Aurivelle City: Cressford Alavara The taxi ride felt shorter than I expected.Maybe it was because my mind kept wandering, or maybe it was because Isabella and I barely spoke the entire way. The city moved past us quietly through the window, morning light stretching across the streets.Before long, the taxi slowed down and stopped in front of the boutique.I took a small breath.We were here.We stepped down, the driver helped us bring down our bags from the boot.Isabella grabbed her smaller bag while I reached for mine, adjusting the strap over my shoulder.Isabella and I turned toward the boutique entrance together.The door was already open.Inside, a few familiar faces were waiting.Helena stood near one of the display racks, arms folded, looking as composed as ever. Sylvie was sitting on t

No Time For Distractions Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara I woke up before my alarm.For a moment I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to understand why my body felt like it had been thrown down a flight of stairs.Then I tried to stretch my legs.Pain shot through my thighs.“Oh my God,” I groaned softly, burying my face into the pillow. “I’m dying.”Yesterday’s exercise.A knock sounded on the door.“Alvara?” Isabella’s voice came through. “Are you alive?”“Barely.”I opened the door and Isabella peeked in, already dressed in leggings and a loose hoodie, her hair tied up high.She looked far too energetic for someone who had also done the same workout yesterday.“You’re still in bed?” she said with a grin.“My legs don’t belong to me anymore.”Isabella laughed and leaned against the door fra

Before The World Wakes Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Grayson The first thing most people noticed about power was money. The cars. The buildings. The influence. But the real cost of power wasn’t visible. It was time. My alarm went off at 5:30 a.m. Not because I needed it. I had already been awake for fifteen minutes. Aurivelle was still dark outside my apartment windows when I stepped onto the balcony. The city lights stretched endlessly across the skyline. Several towers in the distance carried the Hawthorne name. Some people collected art. My father collected cities. I showered, dressed, and reviewed the overnight reports while finishing my coffee. By six thirty my driver was already waiting. The black car pulled away from the building and merged into the quiet morning traffic. “First stop?” the driver asked. “Hawthorne Finance.” The headquarters tower rose like a blade of glass against the sky. Inside, the executive floor was alr

A Mind Built For Control Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont ( Singapore)Grayson The jet touched down in Singapore, and my phone buzzed almost instantly.I picked it up.Two major suppliers had backed out of the Hawthorne Smart-Port Project.A logistics failure.Not ideal.Sebastian, lounging beside me with that familiar smug grin, leaned slightly toward me as I read through the messages.“Let me guess…” he said lazily. “You’re already solving it in your head?”I didn’t look at him.“I don’t guess,” I said calmly.He chuckled under his breath.“Right. Of course not. You just fix everything while the rest of us try to breathe.”I continued scrolling through the report. The Singapore office had already flagged the issue as urgent. Delayed shipments, disrupted supply chains, construction schedules that would collapse if adjustments

A Saturday At The Institute Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara Saturday mornings at the institute felt…different.Not quieter, exactly. The place was never truly quiet. There was always the distant hum of sewing machines, the whisper of students sketching late into the night, or the low murmur of conversations drifting through the corridors.But Saturday carried a softness to it.No scheduled classes. No instructors hovering over our shoulders. Just the gentle reminder that even creativity needed room to breathe.It had already been a week since we arrived here.A week that felt both unbelievably fast and strangely long.My body had slowly started adjusting to the institute’s routine, though I still felt the ache in my muscles from yesterday’s chaos…the runway show, the hours of standing, watching, observing everything like a sponge trying to absorb