When the Billionaire Loved Her Back
Sebastian joined her, not to direct, but to share ideas.
“Do you remember,” she asked softly, “the first time we really trusted each other?”
He smiled faintly. “In the penthouse, after the distance?”
“Yes,” she said. “I realized then that love isn’t about proximity. It’s about trust.”
“And power isn’t about control,” he added.
She laughed. “We’ve come a long way from that first chapter, haven’t we?”
He reached for her hand, holding it firmly. “And we’re still writing it. Together.”