LOGIN(Author’s POV)
By late afternoon, Ian and Aurora returned from college. The air of the mansion felt calm and peaceful, the kind of warmth that only came when the family was home. As they stepped inside, their eyes fell on Asher, who was lounging on the couch in the living room, a script in hand, his brows furrowed in concentration.
The moment he noticed them, howev
(Author’s POV)The Skylar mansion felt unusually quiet.Aurora stood near the large glass windows of the living room, arms folded loosely around herself, her gaze fixed on the darkening sky outside. The soft golden lights of the mansion glowed warmly, but they did little to calm the storm brewing inside her chest.She was pulled out of her thoughts when light footsteps approached.Turning around, she saw Ivy emerging from the dining room, wiping her hands lightly with a napkin. The girl looked calmer now, more settled, but Aurora’s heart pinched with guilt the moment she saw her.“I ate dinner” Ivy said softly. Aurora’s expression immediately changed.
(Author’s POV)The silence that followed Owen’s last words was thick, almost suffocating. Kemal sat still, shoulders slumped, his confession hanging in the air like a wound that had been cut open and left exposed. Owen didn’t rush him. Years of running empires had taught Owen that sometimes silence was sharper than interrogation.Finally, Owen spoke again, his voice calm, controlled, but carrying authority that left no room for evasion.“How did you know Ivy is your daughter?” Owen asked. Kemal lifted his head slowly. His eyes were red, not from tears alone but from the weight of fifteen years of restraint finally cracking.“After I walked away from her mother,” Kemal began.“I
(Owen's POV)Kemal was seated in front of me. His body slouched as if the entire weight of the world rested on him, and anyone could see how much he regretted his past mistakes just by looking into his tear-filled eyes that dared not spill.“She started keeping bad company,” Kemal said.“People who partied endlessly. Alcohol. Drugs. Boys with money but no direction. I was often away, and when I wasn’t, she became someone I didn’t recognize”.“One night, I went to her apartment unannounced. I wanted to surprise her. To talk. To fix things” His hands trembled slightly now.My expression hardened.“She was drunk,&rdquo
(Owen’s POV)My office was wrapped in its usual aura of quiet authority, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, muted steel and wood tones, the steady hum of power that came with control and precision. I was sitting behind my desk, sleeves rolled up slightly, eyes focused on the contract glowing on my tablet. Numbers, clauses, timelines, things I could command effortlessly.The soft knock at the door barely registered at first.“Come in” I said without looking up.“Sir, there’s a gentleman in the reception who’s asking to meet you” My assistant stepped inside, posture straight, expression professional.“Does he have an appointment?” I finally looked up.
(Author’s POV)By the time evening settled in, the sky outside the mansion had turned a soft shade of orange fading into dusky blue.Elara stood near the door, adjusting her bag over her shoulder while Aurora walked her out. Ivy hovered a few steps behind, her fingers twisting together, hesitant, but not anxious like before.“I’ll come again,” Elara said warmly, looking between the two of them.“And next time, Ivy, you have to tell me the ending of the novel”.“I will” Ivy smiled shyly. Elara smiled back, genuinely pleased.“You’re doing amazing” She then squeezed Aurora into a brief hug, whispering.
(Author’s POV)After breakfast, the Skylar mansion slowly returned to its usual rhythm.Owen and Ryan were the first to leave, already dressed in their tailored suits. They kissed Aurora gently, forehead, cheek before heading out to the office, reminding her to call if she needed anything.Ian followed soon after, grumbling dramatically about college while still managing to steal a hug from Aurora before rushing out. Asher lingered the longest, brushing a brief kiss against Aurora’s temple before leaving to meet his manager.Once the front doors closed, the mansion felt quieter but not empty.Aurora walked back to her room to check on Ivy. The girl sat curled up on the bed, legs folded beneath her, completel
(Owen’s POV)Next morning, the warm sunlight filtered through the large windows of dad’s study as I entered. Dad seated behind his mahogany desk, looked up and gestured for me to sit.
(Aurora’s POV)Next morning, the sleek sports car came to a smooth halt in the college parking lot. Ian turned off the engine and glanced briefly at me. Unlike the previous day, I was more composed, my nervousness
(Author’s POV)The living room was unusually quiet, a rare moment where all four brothers were present but engrossed in their own worlds.Owen stood near the staircase
(Aurora’s POV)The hours felt endless as I stood near the edge of the ballroom, my feet aching in my heels and my energy waning. The constant buzz of conversation, laughter, and music blurred into a monotonous hum. All I wanted was to leave and retreat to the solitude of my room, but Owen was still







