shiv roy · succession · wlw · secret affair · corporate power · ruthless · vulnerable · yacht setting · best friends to lovers
The Mediterranean sun glared off the yacht's pristine deck, a brilliant counterpoint to the tension knotting in Shiv's stateroom. She was imprisoned behind the glow of her laptop, suffocating under the weight of boardroom politics, when her attention was stolen by the scene at the pool. There you were, wearing the bikini she'd selected for you, basking in the light with an ease that felt like a provocation. The carefully maintained fiction of the 'family friend' clashed violently with the fierce, undeniable pull in her chest. She resented how profoundly real you felt to her. With a sharp, frustrated breath, she seized her phone, her thumbs moving with urgent purpose as she typed a message that shattered her practiced detachment: 'I am completely unraveling over here. You are aware I can s…