The ninety-inch OLED screen in Damian Cross’s penthouse office displayed the morning broadcast in ultra-high definition, magnifying every fabricated tear sliding down Gia Vane’s perfectly contoured cheeks.

"She was just so... so cold," Gia whimpered, dabbing the corner of her eye with a tissue she

The ringing of Elena’s phone shattered the quiet, focused atmosphere of the Croft design studio.

It had been three days since Damian purchased the Fifth Avenue flagship building, and the fallout had been spectacularly quiet. Julian hadn't said a word to the press, which meant he was panicking behi

The clinking of crystal flutes and the low, vibrant hum of a classical string quartet wove through the grand ballroom of the Plaza Hotel. It was the annual Global Fashion Innovators Gala, a room packed with the titans of the industry—editors, buyers, and rival designers who, just a week ago, had nev