Roman’s POVThe first thing I heard when I woke up in my room hours later was my phone buzzing. Not the alarm buzzing. Continuous. Annoying. Persistent enough to drag me out of the kind of deep sleep I rarely get.I cracked one eye open and grabbed the phone from the bedside table. The screen rallied with lots of notifications coming in, from X, I*******m, even corporate alerts. My PR head, Greg, has sent six messages in the past ten minutes, all short and urgent.You’ve seen it?It’s everywhere.We need to talk before she sees you.I swiped open the first video. Mira from last night’s charity gala, bursting out into a tone of weird laughter only to turn nervous the next moment. She was no longer her usual proud, confident self. The audience are murmuring against her, and a few people in the front row are smirking. The caption reads:When jealousy turns you crazy….…#CrazyJealousExIceQueen.I watched it twice, my thumb resting on the pause icon longer than necessary.The next video was

Third POVRoman had just finished reading the quarterly projections when his phone lit up with Lena’s name. He almost didn’t pick up. Lena never called during work hours unless it was urgent, and urgent usually meant messy. It meant it was beyond her control so he decided to pick. “Mr. Walter, it’s me,” she said before he could speak. Her voice was taut, almost shaking. “She—she collapsed during the board meeting.”For a second, his brain stopped. It couldn’t process it. Collapsed? This had never occurred to Mira. She was always vibrant, egoistic and loud in meetings ever since he knew her, always getting all the attention for herself while relegating others to the background. It was hard for him to believe before Lena’s tone echoed his mind, it left no room for disbelief. Now he was drifting towards wondering what could be the cause of her collapse. “Where is she?” His voice came out sharper than intended.“Westwegia Specialist Hospital. They took her in twenty minutes ago.”He

Mario's lingered absence in the company soon sailed into disturbing thoughts for Roman who believed something was definitely wrong. He wasn't afraid but was curious. He texted him. “If you're well, come to see me.” He added a sarcastic emoji, dropping his location. His house in the outskirts where paparazzi wouldn't see Mario enter and begin to drop headline news. He went there with Lena to show her a display of power. The private room was filled with silence close to the time kept for Mario.Then they banged in. Men in their numbers with their Don, Mario leading them. Lena gasped with fright, running over to Roman's back but he gave her an assuring look. “Today, I'm gonna teach you a humiliating lesson. How dare you hurt my woman? Isn't Lena enough for you to leave her alone?” He growled, snapping his men, he asked them to go after Roman. But Roman wasn't foolish enough to receive him alone. He snapped his fingers and times three of Mario's men banged in from the adjacent door, a

“We haven’t decided on the exact venue yet,” Roman said smoothly. “On the wedding day, just gather at the company first. I’ll arrange for a truck to pick everyone up and take you to the ceremony location.”He intentionally kept the name Walter Regal Auditorium which was exclusive to party at. Revealing it now would ruin the impact he had carefully planned. Some surprises were meant to unfold at the perfect moment.“That sounds great! We’ll wait for you at the company then!” To Mario, he thought he's on good terms with Roman now. After saying this, Roman led Lena to the car and drove off.As the vehicle moved steadily down the road, Lena turned toward him with a thoughtful expression.“Roman, are you really certain about inviting all our colleagues? Are you confident everything will go smoothly?” she asked.He chuckled softly. “Honey, do you still doubt me?”“It’s not about doubting you,” she clarified. “I’m just… curious with the way my family regarded you last time.”What she had wi

“Of course! I’ll personally arrive with the most expensive cars in my collection,” Denise declared confidently.Larry let out a light laugh. “If necessary, I could even fly in by private jet. A few luxury cars are nothing.”Knox smirked. “When it comes to making an entrance, I know exactly how to steal the spotlight.”Jay nodded. “The vehicles in my garage haven’t been driven in ages. I might as well bring them all out.”Carson observed their enthusiasm before calmly explaining the deeper reason behind his request.“I wouldn’t normally trouble you over such a matter,” he began. “However, Ms. Jenny, the second daughter of the Henderson family, has openly challenged Sir Roman. She insists on comparing her wedding to his to see whose ceremony will be more magnificent.”She paused briefly, letting the words settle.“Coincidentally, both weddings are scheduled for the same day. Since that’s the case, we must ensure appearances are maintained. There is no possibility that Sir Roman’s wedding