Chapter 8

The Croft Luxury boardroom was a cavern of polished mahogany, floor-to-ceiling glass, and suffocating tension. The long table was lined with the company’s most prominent investors, board members, and fashion critics.

At the head of the table sat Damian Croft. He wore a perfectly tailore

Chapter 9

The boardroom was entirely empty, yet the air felt too thick to breathe. Clara stared at the legal injunction trembling in her hands, the harsh fluorescent lights glaring off the crisp white paper. The words blurred together, a tangled web of legalese and financial terminology, but the co

Chapter 10

The rain battered the concrete around them, a deafening roar that isolated them from the rest of the world. Under the dim, flickering light of the hospital awning, Clara stared up into Alexander’s eyes. They were dark, stormy, and utterly uncompromising. He already knew half the truth; h