LOGINADRIAN POV.
I sat behind my desk, lost in thoughts. It had been days since I’d exchanged more than a few words with Katherine.Every interaction had been strictly professional. She made it clear she didn’t want anything beyond that, but it didn’t make it any easier to accept.I sent her with some staff to the Dalton empire to secure the partnership for the company.Even though she was stubborn, she was professional and smart and the right one who could convKatherine’s POV.I was trying to blend in, standing by the wall, fiddling with the strap of my purse. The ballroom was buzzing with chatter, laughter, and clinking glasses. But it felt like I was the only one not having a good time.And then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted her. Vera.I stiffened instantly. The last person I wanted to see today.I tried to look away, but she’d already seen me. Of course, she had. Vera always had a way of finding people when they didn’t want to be found.Before I could even think about slipping away, she was walking straight toward me, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She had that smug look on her face, the one that made me feel like she already knew what she was going to say—and how it was going to hurt.“Well, look at you,” Vera said, her eyes scanning me from head to toe. “Trying to look fancy, I see.”I stayed quiet, not trusting myself to speak. I didn’t want to give her any
Katherine’s POV. It was a new day. Charlotte had already left for college early in the morning. I stood by the window, sipping my tea, watching the empty driveway where her car had been parked just an hour ago. She was growing up so fast. I smiled. I had my daughter back. It had never felt so good before. I needed to get ready myself. Adrian wasn’t coming to pick me up today; because– you know why. I’d asked Zoe to swing by since she had a car. She’d agreed, thank goodness. I wasn’t in the mood for the long commute alone. I headed to the bathroom to start my morning routine, deciding to apply a quick face mask before the rush. I felt sluggish, maybe a bit overwhelmed by the day ahead. The party later loomed over me like a cloud, but I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the moment. When I returned to the bedroom, wiping my hands dry, my phone was buzzing on the dresser.
Katherine’s POV. Later that evening, as we all gathered around the dinner table, I could feel a strange tension lingering between Ashley and Owen. She sat next to me, absentmindedly pushing her food around her plate while Owen and Adrian engaged in a lively conversation about business. Across the table, Charlotte and the kids were giggling, recounting the highlights of the day’s events—how it was the ‘best birthday ever.’ My attention drifted back to Ashley. Did she tell him? I could see her mind was clearly elsewhere. I leaned in closer, my voice barely above a whisper. “How did it go?” I asked, my hand brushing hers in a gentle, reassuring gesture. She sighed, her lips pressing together for a moment before she shook her head. “I didn’t get the chance to tell him,” she murmured. Her voice was soft and filled with frustration. “The kids ran in befo
KATHERINE POV. Saturday afternoon. Ashley looked nervous as she reached out and gently took my hand. “Come with me,” she whispered, glancing around. Without waiting for a reply, she led me toward the terrace, where the warm afternoon air greeted us. The noise from the party faded behind us, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves and distant laughter. I looked at her, puzzled. “Ashley, what’s going on?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm despite the knot forming in my stomach. She took a deep breath, turning to face me. “I’ve been waiting for you to come,” she admitted softly. “I’m the one who asked Owen to convince you all to come over.” My brows knitted together in surprise. “You did? Why? Is everything okay?” Ashley shook her head, her gaze dropping to the ground. “No, it’s not,” she confessed, placing a hand on her stomach. “You were right
Katherine’s POV. SATURDAY. The next morning, I woke up early. Sunlight streamed through the large window, casting a warm glow over the room. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to gather my thoughts. Today was the big day—the event, Mr. Sterling's twins' birthday, and Charlotte's birthday, all wrapped into one. It felt like there was so much happening at once, and I wasn't sure how it would all unfold. After a quick shower, I dressed in one of the outfits Adrian had sent us. It was a lovely dress, simple yet elegant, and it made me feel a little more confident about the day ahead. I heard a knock on my door just as I finished getting ready. “Mom, are you up?” It was Charlotte's voice. “Come in,” I called, and she opened the door, already dressed and looking more excited than ever. “You look beautiful,” I said, smiling at her. “Than
Katherine’s POV. I had never been outside of Portland in the whole year since I moved to the USA. But here I was, on a private jet, flying to Seattle. I never thought this would happen to me. I mean, who flies on a private jet? Not me, that's for sure. The way the plane staff treated me made me feel like a queen or something. They were so polite, always asking if I needed anything. It was so fancy. For a moment, I let myself feel special. If only wishes were horses, right? If things were different, if Adrian and I could be open about our relationship, maybe this could be my life for real. But I knew that wasn’t possible right now. I glanced over at Charlotte. She was grinning from ear to ear, snapping pictures of everything. She looked so happy and fascinated. The excitement in her eyes made my heart swell
KATHERINE POV. I couldn't take it anymore. My heart pounded in my chest as I returned to my desk, trying to steady myself. My phone beeped and a message from Williams popped up. ‘What did you say I came to pick you up from work?’ it read. I had wanted to typ
KATHERINE POV.It had been a week since that incident with Adrian. The silence between us was palpable; his carefree character with me was replaced by curt, businesslike exchanges.Each time he brushed past me without a word, I felt the knot in my stomach tighten. My fingers cle
ADRIAN POV.“Thank you,” she said, lowering her voice to a soft whisper. I gritted my teeth in annoyance.Her words appeared insincere, but the tiny mask she wore created a barrier to catch her red-handed. I scrutinized her face yet her demeanor stayed calm.Does she kn
KATHERINE POV.I scribbled furiously in my notebook, trying to focus on the task at hand, but the words blurred on the page.My hand trembled, and I knew Adrian could sense my struggle because he suddenly asked, “Miss Katherine, are you fine?” His voice was a bit too loud.







