These two chapters are a bonus to celebrate the new collection received , and I will stand by my word and release two extra chapters for each new collection received 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳
Bonus Chapter(1/2)
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Leon didn't tell her right away.
Not because he was hiding it.
But because he wasn't sure it meant anything—yet.
It came on a Monday. A sleek folder, hand-delivered. Stamped with the seal of an international conglomerate headquartered in London.
He skimmed it once.
Then again.
Then a third time.
Position: Executive Director of Global Strategy.Location: London, England.Duration: 2 years, minimum.Offer includes majority acquisition of Castellan Holdings subsidiaries abroad.
It wasn't just an offer.
It was the offer.
A chance to double the global reach he'd spent a decade building brick by brick.
A challenge he would have jumped at in another life.
Before Aria.
Before them.
She found the folder two days later.
Not snooping—just cleaning, organizing.
It sat beside a stack of reports in the study, casually placed, unmarked except for the black seal on the flap.
When she opened it and saw the header, her heart stuttered.
London.
Two years.
Not a business trip.
A relocation.
A separation.
Or worse… a decision she hadn't known she'd have to make.
That night, she didn't bring it up immediately.
She made dinner.
They talked about her client shoot. His upcoming board presentation.
But as they cleared the dishes, Aria finally said:
"You got an offer."
Leon didn't flinch.
Didn't lie.
He simply dried his hands, turned, and said, "Yes."
"London?"
He nodded once.
"How long have you known?"
"Three days."
"And you weren't going to tell me?"
He exhaled.
"I was waiting until I knew what I wanted."
"And do you?"
"I'm starting to."
The quiet stretched between them.
Not angry. Not yet.
But tight.
Tense.
Aria folded the dishtowel and set it down.
Then turned to face him fully.
"I'm not angry you didn't tell me," she said softly. "But I need to know what it means. For us."
Leon stepped closer.
"I don't want to go without you."
She hesitated.
"You'd ask me to move?"
"I'd ask, yes. I wouldn't demand it. And if you said no, I'd say no too."
Aria blinked.
"You would?"
He nodded.
"I love my work. But I love you more."
She let out a slow breath.
Walked past him to the living room.
He followed.
They sat down, facing each other on the couch like two people carefully laying out cards.
"I won't ask you to give up your future," she said.
"You're not."
"If I go… what happens to my life here?"
He nodded.
"I thought about that too. I'd help move your contracts internationally. Fund your brand if you want to expand. You'd have control."
Aria smiled faintly. "Always a strategist."
"This isn't strategy," he said. "This is me trying to make sure I don't win the world and lose us."
She was quiet a long time.
Then: "Let me think."
"Take all the time you need."
"I mean it. I need to think for me."
Leon reached for her hand.
Held it gently.
Met her eyes.
"I want you beside me. But if the only way that happens is by uprooting your peace, then we're not doing it right."
They didn't resolve it that night.
Some answers take time.
But the offer sat on the table.
Not as an ultimatum.
But as a question.
One they would answer together.
When they were ready.