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It wasn’t enough.

He turned to the breakfast spread he’d prepared for her. Everything untouched. Cold.

With a roar, he swept his arm across the table, sending dishes, cutlery, and food crashing to the floor. Glass shattered, food splattered, what he had made with love now lay in ruins, destroyed just like him.

His lips curled into a snarl. “You won’t forget that bastard until I erase him from your life for good,” he growled under his breath. “You’ve given him enough of you. Now—” his voice dropped, cold and final, “you’re mine. And there’s no damn way I’m letting him see you again. Not even for a second.”

***

Rosie’s phone buzzed on the table. She picked it up and stared at the unknown number, frowning.

She hesitated. Could be another reporter. With Theo and Sienna both out of the house, she didn’t want to say something that would make things worse.

But the phone kept ringing.

Finally, she answered. “Hello?”

“Miss Rosie?”

“Yes?”

“This is Matthew, Mr. Adrian Vaughn’s secretary.” His voice was sharp, all business. “We have an offer for you. We want you to convince Mr. Theo to sell his entire share of Montgomery Corporation to Atrium Industries.”

Rosie blinked, stunned. Was he serious?

“What are you talking about?” she blurted, forgetting to stay calm.

“If you get Mr. Theo to sign the papers,” Matthew continued, "we’ll transfer twenty million dollars to your account."

Her chest tightened with anger. “No!” she snapped. “Are you insane? I’m not doing that! I don’t want your money—"

“We already know about your relationship with him, Miss Rosie.” Matthew cut in, his tone colder now. Across the room, Adrian stood by his office desk, watching the conversation with a hard expression. "You mean something to him. And now that he’s on the verge of losing everything, wouldn’t it be better for him too to cash out and live in peace?"

"I’m not convincing him of anything! You people are out of your minds!"

Just then, Sienna appeared behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder. Rosie jumped slightly in surprise, and turned. Sienna quickly covered the phone’s mouthpiece and leaned in.

“Agree to the deal,” Sienna whispered. “Convince them you’re in.”

"What?" Rosie mouthed in confusion.

"Just trust me," Sienna whispered. "Do it."

Rosie’s brows furrowed in confusion, but something in Sienna’s tone made her pause. She looked down at her stomach, took a deep breath, and nodded.

“Fine,” she said into the phone. “I’ll do it. But I want thirty million dollars, not twenty.”

There was silence. Matthew glanced back at Adrian, who gave a silent nod.

"Deal," Matthew said.

The moment she hung up, Rosie’s phone dinged with a bank notification. Her eyes widened in disbelief, thirty million had already been transferred.

She looked up at Sienna, still stunned. "What’s going on, Sienna?"

“He’s trying to take over everything,” Sienna said through clenched teeth. “Our lives, our choices, all of it."

“What do we do now?”