تسجيل الدخولDaniel's Pov
Security called my office at twelve fifteen the next day.
"Mr Gosling, there's a situation in the lobby."
"What kind of situation?"
"Ms Theron is here. She's refusing to leave."
I was already standing, jacket half on, before the man finished the sentence. My heart pounded in a way it hadn't in years, a mix of anger and something I didn't want to name.
<Daniel's PovSecurity called my office at twelve fifteen the next day."Mr Gosling, there's a situation in the lobby.""What kind of situation?""Ms Theron is here. She's refusing to leave."I was already standing, jacket half on, before the man finished the sentence. My heart pounded in a way it hadn't in years, a mix of anger and something I didn't want to name."Tell her I'm on my way," I said. "And tell security to stay close.""Yes, sir."The elevator ride down felt longer than usual. I rehearsed exactly nothing, because there was nothing to rehearse with Johansson, only damage control. She'd been a part of my life for years, a constant thorn, a reminder of obligations I'd never wanted and alliances I'd never asked for.She stood near the front desk when I stepped off the
Rosa's PovHe stopped close enough that I could feel the warmth coming off him. Neither of us said anything for a long moment. The kitchen light hummed above us, and somewhere down the hall a clock ticked too loud in the silence."This is a bad idea," he said finally."Probably.""Rosa.""I know." I didn't step back. "Doesn't mean I want you to leave the kitchen."His jaw tightened. He stayed exactly where he was, but his eyes kept dropping to my mouth and then snapping back up again, like he was fighting something he didn't want to fight."How's the baby?" he asked, his voice rougher than usual."Fine. The doctor says everything looks normal." I wrapped both hands around my water glass, needing something to hold onto that wasn't him. "Small for now. Apparently that's normal too.""Good.""You could ask me that more than once a week.""I'm asking now.""At midnight. In a kitchen. Because you couldn't sleep." I set the glass down. "Not exactly daily check-in material."He looked away f
Daniel's PovMy father's lawyer called at nine in the morning. His voice carried the particular smoothness of a man paid to deliver bad news politely."Richard wants this resolved quickly," he said. "The unfortunate marriage, specifically.""It's not unfortunate. It's legal.""Your father's exact words were unfortunate, ill-considered, and beneath the family name." A pause, papers rustling somewhere on his end. "He's prepared to offer a settlement for an expedited annulment. Generous terms for the woman involved.""There's a pregnancy now."Silence stretched long on the other end."Richard will want to discuss that directly.""Tell him I said no." I hung up before the lawyer could respond, my jaw already aching from how hard I'd clenched it through the entire call.James knocked twic
Rosa's PovThe library sat at the end of the hallway I'd never bothered exploring. Floor-to-ceiling shelves, a rolling ladder, the kind of room that existed in movies more than real apartments.I wandered in around two in the afternoon with nothing better to do. Books lined every wall, mostly business titles, biographies of men who built empires. Boring, predictable, exactly what I'd expect from a man who treated feelings like a liability.A leather-bound book sat tucked behind a row of finance texts on the lowest shelf. I pulled it out without thinking much about it. The cover had no title. Just worn leather, soft from years of handling, a small dent across the spine like it had been dropped a hundred times and picked back up just as many.I opened it.My own face stared back at me.Page after page. My jaw, my hands, the curve of
Daniel's PovThe hotel lobby buzzed with the usual evening traffic when I walked through it. Staff nodded as I passed, the way they always did, polite and practiced and careful never to look at me too long.I caught two of them near the concierge desk, heads bent close together."Heard she was some kind of translator before this. No money, no family, nothing.""Married him after two weeks. Two weeks.""I heard she's pregnant already.""Of course she is."I stopped walking. Both women froze the second they noticed me standing there. One went pale immediately. The other dropped her eyes to the floor like that might erase the last thirty seconds."Mr Gosling.""Carry on," I said, and kept walking, jaw tight the entire way to the elevator.James caught up to me on the executive floor, two coffees in hand. He handed one over without asking if I wanted it."You heard them," he said."I heard them.""It's everywhere now, Daniel. Staff, board members, half the city apparently." He fell into s
Rosa's PovThe kitchen smelled like coffee when I walked in. Daniel sat at the counter, already dressed for the office. His tie was knotted tight, his jacket on, a folder open in front of him."Morning," I said, reaching for a mug."Morning.""Sleep okay?""Fine."I poured coffee I wasn't supposed to be drinking anymore, then remembered, then poured it down the sink instead. He watched the whole thing without comment."There's tea in the pantry," he said. "Greta got the caffeine-free kind.""Thoughtful.""It's for the baby."I set the mug down harder than necessary. "Right. For the baby. Of course.""What's that supposed to mean?""Nothing." I grabbed the tea bag. "How was your night?""Busy.""Anything interesting happen?""Not particularly."I waited for more. Nothing came. He closed the folder, slid it into his bag, checked his watch like the room itself was costing him money."I have an early call," he said. "I won't be back for dinner.""Daniel.""There's money on the counter for







